Hey guys, so here's chapter 12. Thanks to all of you for your reviews, and as a reward here is chapter 12. There is some Reid/Emily, but also a bit of focus on her drinking. Enjoy and please leave a review!
Chapter Twelve- The Eight Step
''Aww that is so cute! I can't believe he told her, I thought he was going to wait,'' Garcia smiled as she fawned over the picture of Emily and Reid JJ had taken for her.
''Yeah well he didn't actually mean to tell her, it just kind of slipped out,'' JJ responded.
''Aww. Well at least she knows now. They are officially my third favourite couple now Jayje.''
''Third favourite?''
''Yeah, after Prince William and Kate Middleton, who may I add does not deserve a prince, sure she's pretty and really nice, but everyone knows I should be with the prince-''
''Garcia, get on with it,'' JJ sighed, getting annoyed at her friend's exuberance.
''Oh. After Prince William and Kate Middleton, and Brad and Angelina.''
''Brad and Angelina came before Spencer and Emily?'' JJ questioned.
''Ya-huh.''
''You have to stop living online,'' remarked JJ and she left Garcia's office. Too much Garcia in one day could wear you out.
She walked down the hall from Garcia's office to hers, and nearly walked into Reid and Emily who had just arrived in. ''Hey! Watch where you're goi- Oh it's you! Both of you...at the same time...wait, did you stay at Emily's last night Reid?'' JJ asked smirking.
''Uh, I uh...well, it uh...''
''Aww, he can't form coherent sentences! What did you do to him Emily?''
''Nothing! I swear!'' she answered, holding up her hands.
''Sure, then how come you're both in at the same time?'' JJ asked as she raised one eyebrow and out her hands on her hips, just like a mom who caught her daughter sneaking in back home.
''Uh, we uh..''
''We met in the carpark,'' Reid covered for her.
''Really? I can check that you know,'' JJ stated.
''Dammit Garcia, didn't think of her,'' Emily cursed.
''Look you guys, I'm happy for you. I really am. And I don't want to know what happened last night, I really don't. Oh and Spence? If you want to make it seem real, make sure you change out of yesterday's clothes,'' JJ said and walked off.
''I should have thought of that,'' Reid said.
''They're gonna notice, they're profilers. We're screwed,'' Emily said.
''Definitely. Well they were going to have to find out some time.''
''I don't mind the team, but what about Strauss?''
''Hotch said he'd protect us.''
''What? You told him?''
''Uh well I, everyone knew how I felt for you, before you did,'' he said, smiling to try and calm her down a bit.
''So they all knew before I did?''
''Yes.''
''Great. Now it will be even harder hiding it,'' she stated as she walked to her desk, leaving Reid behind her.
''Well that went better than I expected,'' he said to himself and followed her into the bullpen.
''Hey Prentiss! Great to see you back,'' Morgan greeted as Emily arrived over at her desk.
''Good to be back. I was bored senseless at the hospital,'' she smiled as she began unpacking her stuff.
''It isn't a day well spent unless you're kicking some criminal's ass, right princess?''
''Or kicking your ass. Either is good,'' she teased.
''Whoa, I was being nice here, and that's what I get?'' he asked playfully, flashing her a dazzling smile.
''Oh that was you being nice? Sorry, I mistook it for bullshit.''
''Oh Prentiss, it hasn't been the same without you,'' he smiled and went up to Hotch's office for a file.
''Emily, I've been thinking-''
''Oh God! Oh Spencer it's you, you scared me,'' Emily said when Reid came up behind her.
''Sorry about that,'' he smiled and placed a hand on her arm to calm her.
''It's ok. So what were you thinking about?''
''Well, in your recovery program, you just finished step seven.''
''Albeit begrudgingly.''
''I know you don't really believe on God but it's important for yur recovery.''
''I know, I know.''
''So I was thinking we move onto step eight tonight.''
''And what is mystical step eight?'' she asked as she walked over to get some coffee.
''Make a list of all the persons we had harmed, and become willing to make amends to them all,'' he recited from memory.
''Oh. Well that sounds difficult.''
''I know, but I'll help you,'' he said and took her hand.
''I thought you were moving in tonight.''
''We can talk and unpack at the same time.''
''Fine, but I'm warning you Dr Reid, once you move in no random facts allowed inside that house ok?''
''Ok,'' he said with mock disappointment. That whole exchange didn't go unnoticed by David Rossi, who was watching them while he talked to Hotch in the bullpen. Hotch noticed he wasn't really paying attention and said ''What?''
''I think Reid and Prentiss just changed the nature of their relationship.''
''What?''
''They seem at ease with each other, touching each other a lot more.''
''You think he finally told her?''
''Finally.''
''Good for him, the boy needed a girlfriend.''
''Yeah, poor boy always seemed so lonely. Maybe she can help him.''
Hotch turned around so he was watching them too now. Reid was sitting on Emily's desk ,and they were talking and laughing like it was the easiest thing in the world. ''They're a lovely couple,'' he remarked.
''Yes, very cute. They'll be good together.''
''Hmm yeah,'' he smiled, actually smiled.
''Are you smiling?'' Rossi asked.
''No,'' Hotch said and walked off.
That night Reid had moved most of his stuff in. There was still a lot of stuff to be unpacked, but both him and Emily were too tired to do anything about it.
He was sitting on her couch and she arrived over from the fridge with two sodas. ''Grape ok?'' she asked as she sat down on the couch next to him.
''Yeah it's fine,'' he said and took the soda from her. He put his arm around her shoulders, and she cuddled in closer to him. ''So this eighth step...''
''We don't have to do it tonight Emily. We can wait.''
''No, we can do it tonight. All it is is making a list right?''
''Well yes.''
''Right, so we got paper and a pen. What next?''
''Think of everyone you might have hurt or offended with your drinking.''
''Right, well there was you. I saw the effect it had on you. And the rest of the team.''
''Good, now who else?''
''Well sticking with the team, there was that time I accidently drunk dialled JJ and pretty much sexually harassed her.''
''What?'' Reid said as he spat out his soda.
''Yeah, it happened. She didn't talk to me for a week after I told her that I wanted her to drive to my house in sexy lingerie and I wanted to rip it off her slowly and cover her in honey.''
''What?'' he replied almost choking.
''And then I said I wanted to lick every bit of the honey off, from top to bottom, and then stick my tongue-''
''Ok can you please stop before you give me a heart attack?'' he asked, clearly uncomfortable and disturbed.
''I was going to stay stick my tongue in the honey jar.''
''Emily please.''
''Ok, I'll stop. But it did happen. Oh and then there was that time I arrived at Morgan's house at three in the morning with a jar of mayonnaise and no underwear on.''
''Mayonnaise?''
''It was the first thing I could find. Oh and the time I went out with Garcia and we went to one of those twenty four hour supermarkets and freaked a load of people out,'' she said with a smile.
''What did you do? Or do I want to know?''
''Oh we put condoms in people's trolleys when they weren't looking, we separated and started talking to ourselves, we had a duel with gift wrap, oh I went up to some guy working there and screamed at him ''I need some tampons, quick!'', eh... oh we dressed up the mannequins, started screaming ''I hear the voices again!'' when an announcement came on, we-''
''Ok I don't want to know anymore!''
''Aww, ok. I bothered a lot of people then. Then there was that time-''
''How about you just write them down and not tell me?'' he suggested.
''Fine, I guess you don't really want to hear about the time I danced on top of a bar do you?''
''No, not really.''
''Or the time I played strip poked and-''
''Emily please.''
''Ok ok, jeez you need to live a little.''
She wrote down about twenty names and handed the list to Reid. ''These are only the people I know. There's more but I have no idea who they are.''
''We can leave them out. This much is good. We can work on step nine tomorrow.''
''And that is?''
''Make direct amends to such people wherever possible, except when to do so would injure them or others.''
''Aww I can't injure people? What's the fun in that?''
''Emily you can't-''
''I was joking Spencer.''
''Oh.''
''Seriously lighten up.''
''I don't know how.''
''I'll show you,'' she said and moved over to kiss him.