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Spencer led Reid into her house. "So, kitchen's here and the bathroom's there," said Spencer as she pointed them out. She led him upstairs. "And here's my room and the guest room. You can put your stuff in there."
"Thanks. So when do your parents get home?" asked Reid as he and Spencer walked downstairs and into the kitchen.
"Both of them get home at around seven. Do you want some coffee?"
"Sure." They sat in silence until the coffee was poured. "So I know you like school. Do you play any sports?" asked Reid.
"I play field hockey and tennis. What about you?" "Uh no. I'm more of a book worm."
"I love reading too. Who's your favorite author?"
"I'm a Dickens fan, but I pretty much read anything."
They coninued talking about various authors until the back door opened. Spencer visibly tensed and gripped her mug tighter. Reid noticed and turned in his seat to see a tall man with dark hair and eyes.
"Hey Spence. I didnt know you were home. Who's your friend?" said Ian.
"Melissa didn't tell you?" When he shook his head Spencer continued. "The police think that Ali's killer wants to kill us, so they called in the FBI. This is Special Agent and Dr Reid. Reid this is Ian, my sister's husband."
Reid shook Ian's hand, but also noticed Spencer looking for a reaction to Ian. Something about him creeped Reid out.
"I have to run by the school and Melissa is going to be home late," Ian said.
"Okay."
With that, Ian walked out.
"Is everything okay?" asked Reid. Spencer jumped. "Yeah. Why wouldn't it be?"
"Remember, I'm a profiler."
"Its nothing. I have homework, so I'll be upstairs. Help yourself to anything."
Spencer practically ran upstairs, leaving Reid to contemplate what he had just seen. He made a mental note to ask Garcia to run a background on this Ian guy.