Chapter Five
Spencer Reid walked into the FBI the next morning, feeling confused but pleased at what had happened the night before.
He sat down at his desk quietly, pulling up the sleeve of his shirt ever so slightly. Even though he had had a shower, there was still a slight trace of the numbers Rachel had written.
Of course he already knew the number off by heart. One glance at it and it was permanently lodged in his brain. Still, he liked looking at it. It reminded him that last night had actually happened- he hadn't just imagined the whole thing.
"What's that kid?"
He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he hadn't even realised his co worker Derek Morgan was now beside him.
"Nothing, nothing" he mumbled, quickly shoving his shirt back down to his wrist.
Morgan raised an eyebrow.
"C'mon Reid, show me what's on your arm" he was getting little curious now.
Spencer shook his head.
"It's nothing.." he muttered again, but the way he kept glancing at his hands made it very unconvincing.
"Reid-" Morgan was about to start arguing again but fortunately for Reid, was interrupted.
"We got a case" JJ announced, causing him to hop up off of his seat.
"This isn't over Reid" Morgan told him as he followed behind him.
Rachel-Jane Evans walked through the door of her apartment after work, in high spirits.
Thursdays were one of her favourite days of the week.
She genuinely loved her job and on Thursdays she went to yoga classes afterwards with some of her friends.
She got changed into something more suitable and tied her hair up into a ponytail.
Her friend Lily was coming to pick her up for the yoga class so she just had to wait around.
She decided on just playing flappy bird, while she waited. It had never been a game she was good at, especially when it had been really popular. She was lucky she had downloaded it though, before it had been removed from the app store.
It took her four tries, but she was finally coming near her high score. Only a few more and she would beat it.
Just as she was about to pass out her high score, her phone started vibrating scaring her so much that she nearly dropped it.
She narrowed her eyes slightly at the number. She had never seen it before.
Whoever it was, it was their fault she had just lost.
Clicking answer she prepared herself to give out to whoever it was for ruining her chance at beating her highscore.
"Hello?" she answered curiously.
"Rachel?" the voice took her by surprise.
"Spencer! Hey!" her annoyance had faded as quickly as it had arrived.
"Hi, I - em hope now's not a bad time or anything, I mean I could always ring back-" he began rambling.
"Now's fine! What's up?" she replied chirpily.
"Well we're on a case in California right now. I don't know if I'm gonna be back in time to do anything on Friday" he told her honestly.
She felt a little disappointed at that but just shrugged it off.
"That's fine. Its your job. Maybe another time?" she suggested, trying to keep her voice as light as possible.
"Yeah.. Of course. I really am so sorry" he replied, sensing her disappointment.
"It really is okay Spencer. I understand. Why don't you just let me know when your back and we'll do something then?" she continued.
"I'd like that. Hey, I've to go, my boss is coming. I'll talk to you later" he mumbled quickly, and with that the phone line went dead.
She was surprised at the abrupt ending to the conversation.
Before she had a chance to dwell on it however, there was a knock on the door, distracting her.
She went to answer it, and wasn't surprised to find her friend Lily in the doorway, already kitted out in her yoga gear.
She stepped over the doorway, not bothering to invite Lily in.
"Let's get going"