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"JJ, you kissed REID?" Emily asked increduously as JJ entered the SUV after school.
"What makes you say that?" JJ asked coyly as her cheeks blushed furiously.
"Umm, the fact that Garcia hacked into the school security system? Or how about how your counselor called to inform me of your, and I quote, 'shananigans'?" Emily continued.
"JJ and Reid, sitting in a tree--" Garcia sang over the speaker phone in the car.
"Yeah, too bad Reid doesn't even know what that means." Prentiss interrupted as the two women errupted in fits of laughter.
"Look, he just told me that he...you know what, I don't have to explain myself to you." JJ realized.
"Oh, come on!" Emily pleaded.
"Ems, don't worry your pretty little face. That security camera has sound, so let me pull it up." Garcia said maniacally, with the sound of keys typing "Oooh! Its just as hot a second time! Hmm... Doctor Reid uses tongue?! He never seemed the type!"
"Always the quiet ones, Ooh! Is he your undercover lover? JJ, you dirty dog you!" Emily mocked.
"GIRLS, I HAVE GOOD AIM AND A GUN--WOULD YOU LIKE TO WITNESS A PSYCHOTIC BREAK FIRST HAND?" JJ yelled exasperated.
"Jeez Jayj, whats with all this teenage hostility? Maybe, you do belong in that feel-good, wierd, touchy-feely psychology seminar" Garcia noted with a hint of sarcasm, "Ooo! We've got sound!" Reid's voice came over the speaker phone as JJ blushed furiously.
"Wow! JJ, who knew that 'JJ, I like you--' meant 'kiss me you fool, let's have a make out break?'" Emily teased once the recorded conversation had ended.
"So, Garcia you seem morally opposed to this seminar." JJ attempted to divert the conversation.
"They do nature walks! How much more hippie can you get? I grew up with tree-hugger parents in southern California, and they didn't even make me do that!" Garcia insisted.
"Well, now we've got to find a way to get Reid into that seminar." Emily replied
Hotch rapped quickly on Dave and Reid's door.
"Hey Hotch, what's up?" Rossi asked surprised.
"Where's Reid?" Hotch asked shortly.
"Hey Reid! Get down here!" Rossi called, ushering Hotch quickly into the sitting room.
"Hey Hotch, what do you need?" Reid asked as he came down the stairs.
"What happened today?" Hotch asked, refusing to elaborate.
"I don't know--"
"A fellow field agent? In the middle of the school? Reid, what are you thinking!" Hotch angrily began to yell at Reid.
"Hotch, what's your problem?" Rossi interrupted.
"Dave, it is completely irresponsible to--"
"No. Hotch, just because this is the closest parental interaction you've had in months doesn't mean you have to take it out on Reid. You're not mad that they are two agents getting together. You're upset because it was JJ. And, just in case you forgot, that girl is like 30, so unless you fathered her at 14 then I am pretty surethat you are NOT her father. Knock it off." Rossi gruffly told Hotch.
Hotch sat on the couch dumbfounded, after a moment of silence, he began to apologize--"You're right. I was a little intense. I'm sorry, we'll be briefing later tonight." Hotch quickly stood to leave.
As Hotch left the apartment, Rossi turned to Reid, patting him on the back and said "Good job boy, I didn't think you had it in you."
"The seminar is only a week away." Hotch informed the team, gathered in his living room. "Reid, I think it goes without saying--you need to get into that seminar."
"Yeah, apparently underage drinking, multiple detentions, and making out in the halls isn't enough." Morgan teased.
"Do whatever it takesto get into that seminar." Hotch instructed.
"But Hotch, if Reid were to kiss her would you go knock down his door?" Emily teased as the rest of the team minus the youngest members burst out laughing. JJ seemed to hang back from the rest of them, completely embarrassed by the mention of what happened earlier that day. Reid was also blushing furiously, not having forgotten the emotions that were stirred earlier. JJ quickly found an excuse to leave the room of profilers to find solitude. Reid noticed her departure immediately and edged his way out of the room without the others noticing.
"Hey." Reid said softly as he came up to JJ from behind. She was sitting on the balcony looking up at the stars.
"Hey." She smiled at him as he sat in the chair next to her, then returned to her star gazing.
"So, Hotch was a little intense today." He said softly, hating to disrupt her moment alone.
"You have no idea." Reid chuckled at her response--if he got an angry Hotch, he could only imagine how Hotch would have reacted to JJ.
"So, this whole thing has been completely awkward." JJ offered, this time not looking at him.
"I know. High school was one of the worst times of my life--now I get to relive the entire thing--"
"With everybody watching." JJ interrupted knowingly.
"Yeah." A moment of silence followed as the two gazed up at the twinkling stars.
"But, at least you get the experience with popularity." JJ teased softly.
"You know, I never thought I would say this, but it is entirely overrated." He sat next to her and began searching for what had captured her interest.
"I know." Reid wasn't surprised at JJ's revelation, he would have assumed that she was incredibly popular. If he were to picture it, he was certain that she had probably been the most beautiful girl at school--she still was.
"So, today's incident. Is that going to happen again? Or are we going to repress this? Although I don't know that true repression is possible because the psychological imprint of an important event is--" JJ smiled at his nervous rambling.
"Well, what if I want it to happen again? Hypothetically, of course." JJ interrupted softly smiling at the rambling genius.
"Well, then, I would say, hypothetically, that I've been in love with you from the moment you stole my coffee cup." He smiled, as she traced the back of his hand.
"Well then, I guess--hypothetically--we would be dating." JJ concluded, looking into his eyes.
He quickly closed the gap, and kissed her lovingly under the stars. Breaking apart she asked "When did I steal your coffee cup?"
"The day I met you--you're first day at the BAU."
A week had passed since that night, and Spencer Reid was desperate. They had tried everything, and finally he found himself sitting in the counselor's office.
"Spencer Reid. You've had quite the past few weeks at our school." Mr. Blakely hinted as Reid sat across the balding man.
"Yeah, I guess." Reid answered noncommittally.
"Did you realize that you have gone to detention more than any other student at our school? And you've only been coming here for three weeks." The counselor pointed out.
"That's not my fault, you see--"
"No, Spencer. You got in a fight at school!" The counselor interrupted, acting as though he could hardly believe it. Reid attempted not to smile, remembering how JJ had purposely tried to arrange a fight for him by tripping the angry football player .
"That wasn't my fault either--"
"Spencer, listen to me. There is a seminar that I don't want to make you have to attend. But, let this be a warning. Make no mistake, I get one more complaint about you and I will call your uncle and encourage him to attend this with you." Mr. Blakely warned.
I'm so close! Reid thought to himself.
"Now go to class."
JJ waited expectantly outside the office. "Did you get in? I was sure this was going to work!" Reid shook his head.
"He gave me a warning." Reid explained.
"What? What more do you have to do?" She asked exasperated.
"How about this?" He said as he pulled her in for a kiss. They were finally broken apart by a teacher.
"Mr. Reid, get to class. Miss Hotchner, let's go to the counselor's office."
Spencer Reid sat in his demeaning math class, trying to contemplate what more he could do to get into the seminar. He had tried everything! He had been late to class, not gone to class, left class early--and his most recent stint--gotten into a fight with a medium sized freshman boy. He chuckled that JJ had painstakingly chosen a person for him to fight with that wouldn't beat him at hand to hand combat. Although, it seemed that no matter what he did, the educational system wanted to give him nothing more than a slap on the wrist.
He unconsciously began to draw on his desk with an eraser in his hand. What more can I do? He thought.
"SPENCER REID!" The teacher screamed horrified. Looking around behind him, he looked up at the teacher surprised. "That is vandalism of school property." She pointed to the eraser in his hand.
"You've got to be joking." Reid stated, the shock apparent in his voice.
"Go see the counselor! I will not have you destroying the property of this school."
"Way to go man!" Morgan congratulated Reid as the team reconvened after school. Rossi had just informed the team that he and Reid had been invited to the seminar.
"Yeah, all it took was drawing on a desk with an eraser to make me a 'troubled teen'! What is wrong with these people?" Reid asked quickly.
"Well, it starts on Monday. Morgan, Garcia got you a job as security detail for the event. Let's be ready people!" Hotch said excitedly.
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