Monday morning Reid walked into work to be almost immediately accosted by a certain flamboyant technical analyst.

"Reid, so glad you're in. I need to ask you something about math type things."

Garcia grabbed a hold of Spencer's arm and marched him off to her office. Once inside she pushed him into a seat.

"Now spill."

"Garcia, it was wonderful. She is wonderful. I think she might be almost as shy and awkward as I am. And she's so beautiful. But she doesn't think she is. But she is. Really."

"Okay, I'm dizzy. Change of format here. I'll ask specific questions and you'll answer them directly."

Spencer just nodded with a sappy smile upon his boyish face.

"What did you talk about at dinner?"

"Robert and Elizabeth Barrett Browning. And statistics. And human behavior. And our colleagues at the college."

"You didn't really talk about stats did you?"

"Yes. I thought I was really messing up but she didn't get that vacant look that most people do when I start. She asked questions and made me give her more facts and figures. No one has ever done that before."

"Did you open the car door for her?"

"Of course. I know that much even without your advice."

"Did you kiss her?"

"Is that the type of thing a gentleman reveals?"

"Well, it depends. If you spent half the night playing tonsil hockey then no, but if you just kissed her goodnight, then I don't think you are causing your lady any sort of embarrassment."

"Then yes, I did kiss her goodnight."

"You really are getting to be such a big boy now."

Spencer barely heard her teasing him.

"So, Garcia, I have to see her again. Not at school. On another date. I have to spend more time with her. Is it too soon to call her and ask her out again?"

"Probably not but I think I saw J.J. running with some files so you might not want to be making any concrete plans right now."

Spencer's face fell.

"Sorry sugar."

Later in the day as Spencer prepared his go bag, he took a moment to call Maggie. He just had to talk to her. He didn't want her to think he didn't enjoy their date and was avoiding her.

"Maggie, it's Spencer. I'm well. I actually am about to depart. We have a case. I don't know how long it will take but I would really like to see you when I get back. If that's okay."

Maggie's response brought a relieved smile to Spencer's face.

"That's wonderful. I will call you as soon as I get back. I'm always safe. Goodbye my fair maiden."

As the plane touched down once again home in Quantico, Reid felt a burst of excitement. He didn't feel yet like he could tell the rest of the team about Maggie. He didn't want to jinx it. They had only had two dates and kissed once. Twice if you count the little peck on the cheek when she left him at the coffee shop. Besides, when this case started getting to him, he could just think of her and it made things so much easier to take. Once the team knew about her, she wouldn't be just his anymore. And he wasn't in the mood to be teased mercilessly by Morgan. It was too new and he didn't want to mess up how new and fresh and exciting this all was.

Once off the jet, Spencer had to decline an invitation to go out for a drink with Morgan. Maybe he was just being paranoid but Spencer was sure that Morgan suspected something. Spencer hurried to his car where he could safely dial the number. He hoped he wasn't waking her but he had let her know he would be returning tonight.

The phone rang only once before he heard her sweet voice on the other end.

"Spencer?"

"Yes, it's me, Maggie."

"Thank goodness you're home safe."

"Can I see you?"

"Of course. Drive safe."

When Spencer approached Maggie's house he had to do a double take. There she was on the front porch swing wrapped in an unbelievably large quilt reading a book. She dropped the book when she heard his car nearing. He parked the car and ran to the porch where she was standing still wrapped in the blanket and beaming at him.

"My sweet prince has returned to me."

"As if I could stay away from my fair maiden. Surely dragons could not keep me from you."

Maggie started to laugh lightly and then she caught sight of his face.

"What happened? I thought you said you were careful."

"It's just a black eye, Maggie. It was a little scuffle. I've been through much worse. Hell, I dealt with worse before my 13th birthday."

"Well, I don't like it. Will kissing it make it better?"

"I think it certainly would."

Maggie beamed even brighter at him and brushed his long brown locks aside to kiss his eye.

"Better?"

"Much"

To his surprise, that wasn't a lie as he thought it would be.

"Brrr…it's chilly tonight. Come in with me Spencer. Get warmed up."