Chapter Eleven

Wednesday night, Rachel arrived to the bar on time for the first time in god knows how long. She had been talking on the phone with Spencer the night before and knew he was pretty stressed out from the case he'd been working on. They had only been able to talk for twenty minutes, due to the fact that he was so busy. Yet it had given her enough time to explain and apologise for Bella's weird phone call.

Upon telling him about Lily and Bella, she mentioned that they wanted to meet him. This of course had worried him. He really didn't want to be interrogated by her friends after only knowing her for a week. However she'd convinced him that he'd be fine. She was sure they'd love him. And so he'd promise he would meet them as soon as he got the chance.

She was only half an hour into work when her phone vibrating in her handbag by her feet distracted her.

"Just a moment" she told the men at the bar before squatting down to check her phone.

She instantly saw there was a text from Spencer. According to it he had arrived back in Virginia 20 minutes ago. She sent him a quick reply saying she was at the bar and that she'd give him a ring afterwards.

The bar was so busy for the next half hour that Rachel didn't get a chance to check her phone again. Whether or not Spencer had replied, she had no idea.

Everything was pretty much the same as normal until she overheard something that caught her attention.

There was a very interesting-looking blonde woman sitting near the edge of the bar with a brunette and another blonde. She was wearing glasses and had her hair in fluffy pigtails with a sparkling hairband. However, it wasn't her appearance that caught Rachel's attention.

"Cut him some slack guys, he needs to let loose. Working at the BAU isn't exactly the most relaxing job" she mumbled, taking a sip of her drink, eyes fixated on a rather good-looking dark-skinned man out on the dance floor surrounded by at least three women obviously wanting to take him home.

Rachel almost froze when she heard it. BAU? That's where Spencer worked. It wasn't like there was many of those around. Right? Honestly she had no idea.

She decided to just ask.

"Hey did you say that man works at the BAU? As in the FBI's BAU?" She asked, drawing the attention of all three of the women.

The blonde one who had spoken gave her a funny look.

"Yeah, he does" she replied, cautiously.

"In Quantico?" Rachel continued.

The brunette woman raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah..Why?" she asked suspiciously.

Rachel shrugged, grinning slightly, not really sure how to respond. Should she just ask if they knew Spencer?

The three women looked very suspicious, so maybe it wasn't the best idea.

"Oh, just wondering. FBI agent - that's pretty cool" she decided on replying with.

The original woman who'd spoken gave her a grin.

"So what do you think of him?" she asked, glancing back to the man dancing.

Rachel followed her gaze, raising an eyebrow thoughtfully when she spotted him.

"Derek Morgan. Just look at him go" she murmured, looking back to Rachel.

She couldn't help but laugh at the older woman.

"He's certainly.. something" she replied.

The other two women gave her a smile.

"I'm Rachel, by the way" she added, cleaning out one of the glasses with a cloth.

"Penelope"

Yeah so this is very short. I just kinda got this idea in my head and ran with it. Okay so just fyi in this story Emily Prentiss is still an agent. I really did love her in it so it back in those days :p