You Gave Me A Reason

by c1624

Spencer Reid meets a girl, who is everything he thought he'd never end up with. Falling in love with her, or even asking her on a first date, was the last thing he thought would happen. But it turns out,even geniuses are wrong sometimes. Reid/OC

3. Chapter 3

3:17 P.M.

Caitlin stared at the blank canvas in front of her. She had to start painting, the picture was supposed to be delivered by noon the next day, and she hadn't even started. This was the worst part of being a painter, when you couldn't think of anything to create, when you couldn't find inspiration in anything. She had listened to all her favorite albums, watched all her favorite movies, and even read a few chapters of her favorite books. It seemed like nothing that usual worked could inspire her.

It was true, she was distracted. She couldn't help but be excited for her date later that evening. She glanced at the clock hanging in her art studio, 3:20 P.M. She groaned. The clock was just laughing at her today. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop thinking about Spencer. It was stupid of her to get this excited, she barely knew the guy. He could turn out to be a complete asshole for all she knew.

Yet, she felt completely different when she talked to him the previous day. Like, no matter what she said, he cared about what she had to say. May not be his favorite topic, but he wanted to listen to her ideas. She felt the same way towards him. She could listen to him talk all day, she hoped she'd get that chance one day too.

She looked at the clock again, 3:24, another sigh. She tried to think of things to paint, and other things to do that would pass the time by.

Spencer Reid had never felt so anxious in his entire life. Every time he heard a phone ring he felt his heart sink. Only 3 hours left until he gets to leave. Until then, he strongly hoped that the BAU team wouldn't get called on a case. He hadn't told her what he did for a living. Telling a girl you hunt serial killers, murderers, rapists, and sociopaths for a living isn't really something you blurt out, or that can be taken lightly. There was a lot of stuff to hate about this job. But somebody had to do it.

He'd be gone a lot; he'd hope she wouldn't mind. Spencer sighed to himself and continued burying himself in paperwork to pass the time by.

A/N: Eh, I know this chapter was really boring. But it, in a way, needed to be written. Next chapter should be up later tonight.