AN/ Sorry, this took a while to update. I still don't own Criminal Minds. Also, I don't drink, so any inaccuracies in this chapter should be overlooked. Thanks!

"Hey, have you noticed how Hotch is taking this undercover thing way too seriously?" JJ asked Reid over her milkshake. After Hotch had ordered their date, it had taken little to get the youngest teammates away from their friend's constant teasing.

"You think?" Reid's voice squesaked as he took another bite of his chili cheese burger, "When I stopped by your house to pick you up, I thought I was meeting your dad for real."

JJ giggled at the thought of Spence meeting her family, most particularly her dad, and it seemed all too similar to the 'meeting' he had with Hotch an hour ago. "He told me I should clean my room--I almost thought I was back at home for a second." She added as he chuckled.

"You know, I can't wait until this assignment is over and we can get back at Garcia." Reid continued thoughtfully.

"Oh, she's not the only one involved in this whole mess." JJ insinuated

"What do you mean?"

"Just that I know that Emily is involved, and I would wager that Morgan is in this as much as the rest of them. Face it Dr. Reid, we've been set up."

"Well, what should we do to them?"

"Oh, I have my ideas, but I was wondering if you wanted to give any input." JJ wickedly suggested.

"Hmm." Reid was thoughtful for a moment, "Oh! I know, we can take their coffee when they aren't looking, and then we can--"

"Wait, I thought you were supposed to be the Super Genius?" JJ interrupted jokingly.

"What?"

"Never mind. Why don't you leave the devious plotting up to me, and I'll let you know when you can help." JJ laughed.

Honestly, if JJ were to think about it, this date with Spence was probably the most fun she'd had in a long time. Whenever she was around Spence, she felt...comfortable. As though she didn't have to pretend that she had it all together. It was why she was good at her job, her ability to appear flawless and controlled. But, when she was with this awkward genius, she felt oddly free. Not that it would take too much for her to admit this, but she knew that Spence tended to be a lot more careful.

They had spent the early evening hours minigolfing. It had taken far too long to discover what high school students would do on a date. Prentiss and Morgan had offered their 'advice' (which quickly went unheeded). Finally it was Rossi who suggested minigolf and burgers, saying that public exposure was what their covers needed.

"I agree with you though, I can't wait to get them all back for this, 'cause you know that Garcia has tried to make this as bad as possible." JJ agreed with Reid's earlier statement.

"Hey, you don't have to deal with Rossi. You know, since I don't have any of my regular stuff on me, I had to ask him for money for our date?" Reid countered, causing JJ to nearly choke on her soda.

"Really? That's aweful!" She laughed, "But, I have to go pick out a dress for the dance. Beat that!" She commanded.

"We had to drive Rossi's car on our date. Try asking Rossi to borrow the car. Not a pleasant experience!" Reid laughed.

"Well at least you don't have to deal with Emily and Hotch when you get home. I swear! If those two ever got together, the world would end." JJ and Reid laughed loudly.

"No, I still win. Rossi almost gave me 'the talk' this afternoon." Reid attempted to best her.

"'The talk'?" JJ asked, feigning innocence, "what do you mean by that?" JJ laughed as Spence's cheeks turned a dark crimson.

"Yeah, well--" they were interrupted by Dan who called Reid's name loudly.

"Hey man! Are you guys going to the party tonight! It should be totally awesome!" Dan chattered excitedly.

"Uh, party?" Reid asked nervously.

"Yeah, Brady Dockson's at 9:00. His dad bought a couple of kegs! It's gonna be awesome!" Dan added.

"Yeah we'll be there." JJ responded quickly before Reid could ask,

"His dad bought him beer? Did you know that 17% of alcoholics start drinking before the age of---" Seeing the death glare that JJ was sending him, he stopped and then added "I mean, that's so cool!"

The boy left quickly after getting his double bacon burger, leaving the two seasoned FBI agents alone once more.

"So, tell me exactly why we're going to this party?" Reid asked once everyone was out of earshot.

"Because, genius, we're supposed to be rebellious youth." She said jokingly

Reid was curious as to what would happen at this so called 'party'. The last 'party' he had attended in his childhood was his cousins bar mitzvah. He was fairly certain that this would not be the same at all.

"So, you sent JJ and Reid on a date." Prentiss attempted to strike up conversation with Hotch who was busy looking over case files.

"Yeah," Hotch said, not listening to Prentiss.

"It seems a little unnecessary." Prentiss pointed out.

Hotch looked up at the brunette, a small smirk glancing his lips and a twinkle in his eye, "someone has to get the ball rolling in that relationship."

Emily nearly choked on her water that she had been drinking. Was he joking?

Looking back down at the casefile, Hotch refocused on the task at hand.

"Look at these marks on the last victims." Hotch pulled the picture out and showed Prentiss the small marks along the ankles of their latest victims.

"Lacerations?"

"I think the unsub knew these victims differently than the others. None of the others had these marks on their wrists as though they were restrained. Have Garcia check into the latest victims--they may be our key."

JJ winced at the loud music that was blaring in her ears. She was honestly surprised at the level of alcohol and loud music that was present at this party. The last wild party she had been to was when she was in college, and...well...suffice it to say she could definitely have been classified as a party girl (at least when it wasn't soccer season). At least in the nineties there was good music. This just seemed to be an offensive assault on her ears. Realizing her last thoughts, she thought to herself 'now I really feel old'.

Reid on the other hand was astounded. This was a new experience--something he had never seen before. Not in his wildest imagination could something he had read even come close to the euphoria in the atmosphere. So many people! Sure he had been to bars and drinking, but when he was in high school and college, he had been in his early teens. To be invited and accepted at a party---it was just so exciting!

"Wow!" Reid said breathlessly.

"WHAT?!" JJ had to shout over the music.

"I'm going to get a drink." Reid said, not loudly enough. JJ nodded absently, seeing Becca across the room and deciding that maintaining the cover would be the best use of time.

"Hey Spencer! You've got to try this!" Dan practically threw a cup of jello into his hands.

"Jello?" Reid asked suspiciously.

"Yeah, its so good!" Dan, on seeing Reid's doubtful expression added, "Don't worry. There's nothing bad in there." Dan smiled as Reid downed the cup, and grabbed for another one.

"These are good! Did you know that some people will use alcohol instead of water in making the jello?" Reid asked before downing his next jello shot as Dan smirked.

JJ had enough! After her fun, but uneventful, date with Spence, this party seemed like a chore. She listened inattentively as Becca chatted on about some random thing--how her family had moved around a lot, or something like that--and suddenly searched the room for Spence. She hadn't seen him in about a half hour. Where did he go? She thought to herself. Enlisting the help of Becca she began searching for the genius among the crowd of teenagers.

It took only 5 minutes to find him. Surrounded by chanting teens, he was apparently in a contest to see how many jello shots he could down in a minute. Apparently he was doing well, because at the end of the time he raised his arms triumphantly.

"I win!" He said, practically tipping over as JJ ran and put her arm around his waist to steady him.

"Yeah, looks like somebody had too much to drink."

"No. I didn't drink anything." He smiled, slurring his words.

"Reid, you know that those were alcoholic, right?" She smiled as he looked at her confused.

"No! But, they were good. Dan said there wasn't anything in them."

"Spence, haven't you ever been to a party before?" She asked exasperated, although on greater reflection she already knew the answer to her question.

"Why don't I get you home." She laughed to herself as he slurred his words. Only Spence would be such a gentleman when he was absolutely wasted. Who would have thought that she would get to see Spencer Reid plastered!

Walking out to the car seemed more difficult than she had anticipated. Sure she had helped countless friends back to their cars after late night parties, but she had seldom been the designated driver. Reid's tall gangly stature made it even more difficult. While trying to leave the party, he had bumped into practically every person that stood within 5 feet of them--spilling beer, water, and who knows what, all over JJ and anything remotely close. Reid fumbled in his pockets for the keys, finally coming up with the desired item.

"Found em" He smiled at himself happily.

"Yep. You did. Now move over, I'm driving." JJ stole the keys from his hands, as he looked at her surprised.

"You're pretty."

Smiling, she tried to stuff him in the car. "You're drunk."

"No. I love you." His slurred words caused her heart to jump ever so slightly. Sure he was drunk and she probably couldn't trust what he'd say, but--if he had feelings for her, then maybe one day there could be more.

"You just say that 'cause I'm your ride home." She teased, attempting to laugh it off, although a small portion of her desperately wanted to believe that he was telling the truth.

"I only told you I wanted to be friends before because you're too pretty. I love you." He hiccuped as she closed the door and moved around the car into the drivers seat.

"Spence, you tell me that when you're not sloshed and maybe we can really date." She turned to look at him, only to find his face mere inches away from hers. He quickly closed the gap, kissing her hard. Years of anticipation had welled up inside of JJ to the point that she could barely stand it anymore--wanting to kiss him so badly--but she pulled away. If this was going to happen, it wasn't going to be when he was as drunk as a post.

"We'll talk about this tomorrow." She said, starting the car.

Spence quickly fell asleep in Rossi's nice Lexus. Even his cover car was nice she mused as she drove Reid back to the house he was sharing with Rossi. Rossi would have to drop her off tonight or tomorrow morning, because there was no way that Reid could drive. She was deep in thought as the flashing blue and red lights beamed from behind her.

Pulling over quickly, the officer then approached her vehicle. "Can I get your license and registration?"

She quickly handed him the appropriate paperwork, and pointed out to the officer "I wasn't speeding."

"Routine Stop." He told her without looking, then questioningly flashed his light in the car, "Have you been drinking tonight Miss?"

"No." She responded increduously, then remembering her passenger guestured to Reid and said "He did, but he couldn't drive home, so I drove him."

"Jennifer," He continued authoritatively, looking down at her license, "I need you to step out of the vehicle."

"Why?" She responded. Normally she would have put this cop in his place. After all, she had plenty of experience working with cops and she had certainly talked her way out of plenty of speeding tickets. Now, however, was not the time.

"Jennifer, you do realize that you only have a driving permit, don't you? This means that you can only drive with a passenger over the age of 21. I smell alcohol in your car, and since you and your 'friend' are obviously underage, you're going to have to come down to the station with me so we can call your parents."

"You've got to be kidding me." JJ looked at the office increduously.

"Miss, we take underage drinking here very seriously. I am certainly not kidding you. Please step out of the vehicle."