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It was the day after he saw Reid. He could not wait to tell his Baby Girl, who has been curious as to where her Boy Genius was for the past three years. The only reason why Garcia didn't stalk him is that she knew that wouldn't be okay.
"Hey, Mama," Morgan greeted as he entered her cave.
"Hey my Chocolate God, what's up?" She asked as she looked away from the computer.
"I have great news," Morgan stated.
"Spill," Garcia stated as she gave him a smile.
"I saw our Genius."
"...What?"
"I saw Reid."
"As in my Boy Wonder? Spencer Reid?" Garcia asked as her voice raised unconsciously. Her smile began to get bigger, full of hope.
"Yes, Mama," Morgan replied. Garcia gasped, then began squealing.
"WHAT? WHERE?" She half yelled as she went back to her computer to do a search.
"When I was picking up Caroline, I bumped into Reid. He's also a model," Morgan comments.
Garcia finally got to Reid's records.
"Dr. Spencer Reid, 28 years old, holds B.A.s in Psychology, Sociology and Philosophy, Ph.D.s in Chemistry, Engineering, and Mathematics. The new one here is that he has a B.A in literature, and still working on it." Garcia listed out. "Working for Amadeus Inc. and has for about two years. He is under-" Garcia gasps then fangirls. "Thomas D'acy's models." She squealed.
"Who?"
"How do you not know who he is?!" She asked. "He is one of the best photographers in the United States. He hand picks all of his models. It's almost impossible to work for him."
"Oh."
"Yeah. Wanna go?"
"What?"
"Wanna go see Reid?"
"Ummm..."
"Come on! It'll be great!"
"I don't know momma,"
"Fine, I'll go on my own." Garcia stated, "I want to see my baby!"
Morgan thought about it, then agreed. "Alright, at lunch we'll go,"
"Ekk!" Garcia squealed as she entered the building.
"Okay, so last time I was here he was on the 15th floor," Morgan stated as they headed for the elevator.
"I can't wait to see 187 all grown up! I wonder if he changed anything." Garcia comments.
Morgan smiles, "It has barely been three years. He wouldn't have changed much." He stated as they walked on to the 15th floor.
Reid was in the front of the room. He was wearing black skinny jeans, a black shirt with a white rim on the corner of it, and a white blazer. He was walking with another new guy that Morgan hasn't seen. He had dark brown hair with a fringe, that complemented his dark brown eyes. He was wearing a colourful shirt, a navy cardigan, and navy blue skinny jeans.
"Spencer, honestly, you need to put less sugar in your coffee. It's irritating." The man sassed.
Reid rolled his eyes and said, "And how does a processed product of a plant irritate you in any way?"
"Because," Tyler stopped walking and faced Spencer, "It's disgusting. What if I'm in desperate need of a boost and your cup is the only one around? I would rather drink chamomile tea than coffee… but still! High blood sugar anyone?"
Reid gave a snort,
"Wow Tyler," and continued walking.
"OH MY GOD! REID?" Garcia yelled as she saw Reid. Reid immediately snapped his head back to he who called him, so did Tyler.
"OH MY GOD! IT IS YOU!" Garcia stated as she half ran to Reid.
"Hi Garcia!" Reid greeted as he gave her a smile.
"So this is Garcia..." Tyler commented as Garcia opened her arms to imply a hug. Reid smiled, and hugged her.
Morgan soon joined them.
"How are you Boy Wonder?" She asked as she finally let Reid pull away.
"Look at you! You look amazing! Have you been working out?" She asked.
Reid chuckled.
"I'm amazing. And no, I have not been working out, but I am on a diet now," Reid answered.
"What about you, Pen?"
"I've been great. The team has been too." Garcia stated.
As Reid looked at Morgan and opened his mouth, Morgan's phone rang. He immediately shoved his hand to his pocket and dug out his phone. He groaned when he looked at the ID. It was Stratuss, probably to try to get him to leave his job and go to another field.
"I'm gonna answer this, be right back," he stated as he answered and walked away.
"Umm.." Reid began.
"Oh, uh, Stratuss has been trying to woo Morgan into taking a new job, in Chicago." Garcia explained.
"Ah." Reid replied. Tyler cleared his throat, which made Garcia remember that someone else was there.
"This is Tyler, my fashion designer, and best friend." Reid stated as he gestured to Tyler.
"Hello," Garcia greeted before hugging him.
"Tyler, this is Garcia, you already know about her," Reid stated.
"Girl, if I were straight I wouldn't hesitate to ask you out," Tyler stated, "you sound like such an amazing person,"
"Awww, thank you Tyler. I like you so far." Garcia stated.
"Same." Tyler replied as he gave her a smile. Soon another man walked over.
He had natural red hair, sparkling green eyes, and was very tall. He was at least 6'4.
"Hé, que faites-vous debout au milieu de la pièce, les gars?" He asked as he stood next to Reid.
(Hey. Why are you guys standing in the middle?) Garcia and Tyler looked at him.
"Garcia, I would like you to meet Phil, my fiancé," Reid introduced Phil. "He just asked why we were in the middle," he explained. Tyler said "Ah." and went back to his casual self.
"Fiancé? I am so happy for you Spence! Congratulations!" Garcia stated as he looked at Phil. Phil smiled at her, then put his arms around Reid's waist, and rested his chin on his shoulder.
"This is Garcia, an old co-worker I've talked about," Reid stated as he gestured to Garcia.
"C'était elle qui était toujours remplie de bonheur?" He asked Reid.
(She was who was always full of happiness?)
"Yup." Reid replied.
"Pleasure to meet you." Phil stated with a thick French accent.
"Ooh. He's French, hot," Garcia stated before winking at him. Phil smiled.
"I should get going, I'll see you at home, Kay?" He stated as he kissed his cheek, and slowly let go of Reid.
"Nice to meet you, Garcia," Phil stated.
"Please, call me Penelope." She replied.
"Have a nice day, Penelope." Phil corrected.
"I'll talk to you later Tyler," Phil stated.
"Alright, bye gorgeous," Tyler replied as he gave him a small wave. Phil waved back before leaving. As he left, Morgan came in. Morgan looked at him before continuing.
"Hey sorry," Morgan stated.
"Hey. Morgan, I'd like you to meet Tyler, my fashion designer, and best friend." Reid stated as he gestured to Tyler.
"Oooh, you're a cutie," Tyler stated as he began to check out Morgan.
"Uhh," Morgan replied, "Nice to meet you, Tyler,"
"Nice to meet you too." Tyler replied.
"Why don't we go out for dinner tonight? We could all catch up and maybe you can bring-" Garcia suggested before Reid cut her off.
"That would be great. I would love to." he agreed.
"That invite is also for you, Tyler." Garcia stated.
"Oh thank you!" He replied, "I'll coincider." Garcia smiled.
"Ten minutes! Let's go Spencer! You too Tyler!" Another man yelled as the walked towards them.
"Sorry!" Tyler replied, scrabbling to the changing room.
"Get your butt over here right now! I need to fix a few things!"
Reid looked at Garcia, then at Morgan, "Call me." he stated as he went over to a desk and handed them a card. "I'll see you later." he stated.
"SPENCER!" Tyler yelled. Reid went straight to the room.
"We don't have all day!" The man yelled as he went to get a wipe. Garcia gasped.
"What?"
"That's him."
"That's who?"
"Thomas. De'acy." She stated.
"Oh."
"Shhhh..." Garcia stated as she put her finger to his lips.
"Baby Girl, we should be leaving," Morgan began.
"Shhhhh, I wanna see him work his magic," Garcia whispered.
"Let's go," he stated.
"Go Spence!" Tyler yelled as Reid half ran to the set.
"Perfect," the man stated.
"Garcia," Morgan warned. She sighed.
"You should be happy that I love you." She stated as she pouted, and walked to the exit.
"Hello?" Tyler greeted as he answered the phone.
"Oh, hi, Tyler? Sorry, I thought that this was Reid's number?" Garcia asked as he answered the phone. They were about to leave work when Garcia thought that it would be a good idea to call Reid.
"Oh it is. He's still shooting," Tyler explains.
"Oh," Garcia replies.
"Yeah."
"..."
"So Reid's married?" Garcia asked. "Might as well," she thought.
"No, he's engaged, but you can concider that married," Tyler replied.
"To Phil?"
"Girl, I feel you." Tyler replied. "He is so lucky, I would love to have a piece of that, but if he's Spencer's, I'll have to let it be."
"Where'd they meet?" Garcia asked as she got comfortable.
"Long story short, Thomas takes the model that is making the company the most money to some 'Top Model' thing that takes place in different areas of the world. Two years ago, Reid was going with him, and it was to Paris, France-" Tyler began.
"Wait, quick question, what does Reid even model?" Garcia asks.
"To be honest, everything. Some nerdy outfits, some geeky products, some manly outfits, shirts to suits and ties, he has a wide range of things that he models. Almost everything is designed by me." Tyler replied proudly.
"Oh. That sounds fun. Anyways, continue." Garcia stated.
"I know, anyways, so that year they were going to France. When they went, the band Wolfgang was performing at the reunion of models around the world. Phil was running a little late and bumped into Reid. Reid apologised and it made Phil like him. Again, remember this was back in the day where he had no confidence." Tyler explained.
"Wait-Wolfgang? The French Band? The one that made 1801?" Garcia asked.
"That's the one." Tyler replied,
"No way!" Garcia stated. "What? He wouldn't!"
"Mmhmm," Tyler replied, as he also got comfortable. "Who knew that a dorky genius would meet an artist from France and become the man he is?"
"How much has he changed?" Garcia asked.
"Not much, he's got more confidence, he's not afraid to show off his body, and more open," Tyler answered. "Nothing bad. Phil has been good for him."
"...Good," Garcia replied, "Anyways, continue their love story."
"Okay, so when that happened, Spencer shrugged it off and wondered, then the concert started and he noticed that he bumped into the lead singer."
"This sounds so cliche," Garcia stated, "I love it."
"Sameee," Tyler comments.
"Continue sweetheart,"
"When the concert finished, Spence went up to him and personally said an apology. Phil found this charming and stated that he was forgiven if he went out to lunch with him,"
"Ekkk!" Garcia squealed, "what a romantic,"
"I know right?! Where's my Romeo? Anyways, Spence agreed. They soon went on three dates before he had to go. They exchanged numbers and promised to keep in touch. Spence and Phil talked to each other at least once a week,"
"Aww."
"When the band came to America, they both tried their best to see each other. Eventually, they bought a house here, and the band got a studio here. They record here then leave to publish. From there, they are on tour. Sometimes the band goes to France and Phil stays here, since it is now possible. They got engaged six months ago, when they were in California. That's all I'm saying, the rest is Spencer's job," Tyler informed.
"Well, I now know that I like him." Garcia stated.
"From what I know about you, I feel like you would,"
It was about a whole hour before Reid finished shooting. Within that hour, Tyler and Garcia became besties.
"What are you doing with my phone?" Reid asked as he walked in to find his best friend talking to someone on his phone.
"He just finished," Tyler informed the person he was talking to, "Here, it's Penelope," he stated as he gave him the phone.
"Hey Boy Wonder," Garcia greeted.
"Hey."
"So...about dinner?" She asked.
"Yeah, that would be great," Reid replied.
"Is Phil coming?" Garcia asked.
"He can't. He's going to the studio to finish editing a song before he goes home." Reid explained.
"Home?"
"Yeah, to France."
"Oh,"
"Yeah."
"Well, where and what time do you want to go to the dinner?" Garcia asked, a little disappointment heard in her voice.
"Our old dinner spot, in like, I don't know, two hours?" Reid asked.
"Sounds great, I'll inform the team." Garcia stated.
"Alright, bye Garcia." Reid stated.
"Bye my Boy Genius,"
"Bye Pen!" Tyler yelled into the phone.
"Bye Tyler," Garcia replied.
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