Chapter Fifteen: Omnipotence

Hollywood. What a glamorous place. Full of lights, sounds, cars, hookers, and pimps. Much like New York, it was the place where dreams were made and then destroyed. The beautiful city was full of free-minded people and where everyone was willing to do anything to make a dime. People went to this city to make a life for themselves and others just stared wishfully.

It had been a month or two since Jason Gideon had left the force and David Rossi filled his spot. In a way it didn't feel like a replacement, in order for something to replace another those two things must be similar. That wasn't the case. As Gideon was calm and reserved, Rossi is short tempered and impatient. It was odd not having Gideon around, with him out and Rossi in, there was a different feel.

It was the weekend before Thanksgiving and all the members of the BAU found themselves in Hollywood. Hotch decided it would be a nice gift to everyone to take them on a two day vacation for all the good work they've done. Because they had been there before to solve a case, the FBI received a discount in renting very eloquent hotel rooms. Hotch even decided to bring others such as Garcia and Bonnie. It was a great thing, Hotch even bringing his wife and his child with him.

"One little sip won't hurt." Derek Morgan nudged Bonnie at the bar in the hotel, holding a glass of Bud Light.

Bonnie flipped her hair out of her way, her green eyes glimmering at the black man, "I told you, Derek, no. I have self discipline now, I'm keeping to what I said."

The stunning man shook his head as a couple of girls walked by. He winked at them and commented, "You need to learn how to live. I mean, look even Reid's living."

The young doctor stopped in his tracks, realizing that he was being spoken about. He had decided to order a small glass of red wine, they were in Hollywood after all and he knew that this one glass would do nothing. He smiled and chuckled softly to himself, "You could hardly call it living."

Bonnie smiled, enjoying her Pepsi, "In all my time of knowing you, I don't think I've ever seen you drinking anything alcoholic."

"Well," He turned his head away, not wanting Morgan to see his cheeks turn a pale crimson, "We are in Hollywood."

Bonnie smiled, taking in Spencer Reid's appearance. He hadn't been dressing as studious as he normally had in the past. She noticed that he no longer wore those pull over sweater vests and he got rid of those glasses she disliked so much. Eying him, she really liked what he was wearing. His hair had been growing quite a bit, practically down to his chin as he struggled to tuck the hair behind his ears. He was wearing a button down white collared shirt under a black sweater so that just the collar and the cuffs could show. On his legs he wore beige khakis that were a little tight on him. The rebel had to smile, her favorite doctor was carrying around his signature messenger bag.

"Spencer!"

A cheerful and excited voice ran through the ears of the three agents, all turning around to see who it was. To Bonnie, it was a strange face. But, to Morgan and Reid, they knew exactly who she was. Reid was sure that his heart had surely plummeted to the pit of his stomach and that his jaw and touching the floor. His palms had begun to sweat and his brain had completely stopped working.

Lila Archer looked absolutely stunning. Her blonde hair flowed in such a way to shape her beautiful peach colored skin. Her light green eyes held a subtle glee that just gave off the presence of warmth. Her curves were wrapped with a low-cut white T-Shirt and tight skinny jeans. She was wearing very natural make up, his lips glossed and her teeth shinning white through her smile.

Bonnie's exotic eyes looked over at Spencer, seeing the shocked look on his face. She observed his unsteady way of standing up, his cute stuttering, and just his complete meltdown. And it was all true. He could feel his heart stopping and his brain go numb. He should've realized that being in Hollywood and being at a high class hotel that there would be room for these two to run into each other.

"Lila, I…I didn't…I-I-I mean, wow," The young doctor laughed as Lila giggled, them hugging, "You look great. What'd you doing here?"

She shrugged and smiled in that cute way, "Well, in fact I was just taking a night on the town. What'd you guys doing here?" Her face suddenly turned to fear, "Are there more murders?"

"No, no, just the boss treating us for a job well done." Morgan explained.

Bonnie continued to watch, almost amused at the way Spencer was stuttering, who was this girl. Garcia walked up beside her, "Are we making new friends already?"

Spencer scratched the back of his head, forgetting himself, "Um, this is Lila, the girl I was talking about from the case in Hollywood? Y'know, um, all the actresses-"

"We get it," Bonnie cooed, sticking her hand out to the young actress, "Bonnie Deville?"

"Deville? That's silly." Lila giggled, taking her hand.

There was a slight silence. Only for a moment, though to those there it seemed much longer. There were the relatively young members of the FBI and a young actress, trying to get acquainted at a hotel bar. The others could be assumed in their rooms, not there to feel the tension in the air. It didn't take much for Lila to speak, "So, how long are you staying?"

"Um, we're leaving um….I think-I um, tomorrow night?"

"Cool, would you like to go out on the town tonight?"

Spencer stopped, his heart stopping. There, in front of almost everyone Lila had asked him out on a date of such. The girl whom he could only describe as the girl who stole his heart before Bonnie was asking him out on a date. He stared at Bonnie, biting his lower lip. He couldn't feel but a huge wave of shame, how could this happen. There was nothing worse than being asked out by a girl in front of a girl he was trying to get. How could this make her feel? This would only be proving that all men were players.

He bit his lower lip, staring at Morgan's smirk, "Sure, I'd love to go."

Lila's teeth shown as brightly as pearls, "Cool, meet me here, eight o'clock."

Cigarettes and green tea. What a lovely combination. Bonnie really thought it sarcastically a good way to spend her night in Hollywood. She was on her third cigarette in a row and was still waiting for her tea to cool off. Alone. In a grand and glamorous smoking room, to which she was very thankful to Hotch for; in Hollywood alone. There she just sat in her shorts and tank top, stinking of cigarettes and trying not to look at the liquor cabinet.

Spencer Reid going on a date did not bother the former drug addict. They were not going out and a sign of the no commitment was for there to be other people involved. Hearing him talking at nights, she knew that this blonde girl was the former holder of his heart. Or at least other muscles in his body. It would be impolite and selfish to give him any sense that she was not ok with it. He needed to go out on this date, interact with other girls, she after all was just the starting girl. She needed to be a good friend.

What a shame though that she would be spending tonight alone. The glorious palace-like hotel was going to waste with a girl who was waste. Taking a pull of her cigarette, she felt something she hadn't felt in seven years. She was feeling vulnerable. She felt open. All the members of the BAU knew about her, they knew about her past. They knew about how she was just a walking corpse, they knew about the suicidal girl she was and still had inside her, and they knew how she lost the last of her dignity to a man ten years older then her. She was alone, smoking her life away. She found herself sitting on the couch, hugging her knees like she did when she was 16.

Before she was able to stump out her death sticks, there was a knock on her door. Raising an eyebrows, she kept the cigarette in her mouth and opened the door, "My oh my, look at you."

There stood her young doctor lover, never looking better. That long hair of his was slicked back ever so neatly behind his ears. He was wearing a black silk button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. The fabric hugged his skin lovely, a white silk tie around his neck. His pants were ironed and neat, a dark grey color. She had to smirk, he really put effort into this by even getting his shoes shined.

The genius bowed his head, biting his lower lip, "So do you. How come you're not enjoying yourself?"

"Oh, well, nothing to do, besides good TV," Bonnie smiled, "It's five to eight, what about your date?"

He sighed, welcoming himself in and shutting the door, "The thing is, I don't think I can do it."

Bonnie looked at him in a confused manner, raising her eyebrow, "What are you talking about, Spence? This is Lila, the Lila I've heard so much about. You pretty much gave your heart to her."

A frown came to him, knowing partially that she'd act this way. She was there in her shorts and tank top, looking in a way not like herself, "Bonnie, are you alright?"

"Yes, yes, please go."

"I can't, Bonnie, I can't go out on this date with you here, I…it just feels wrong. I don't feel for her what I feel for you."

"Spence," She was firm, never looking into his eyes as she opened the door, "Please go and have a good time. Get drunk, kiss, get freaky, enjoy your night in Hollywood with the object of your affection. We're not dating. I don't do that."

Spence sighed, tucking his hands in his pockets. She was kicking him out and he couldn't be anymore surprised. He saw that she was struggling to build up her walls again, acting as if everything between them was just casual. Their eyes connected as he walked out the door, wanting to reach out and hold her, to tell her everything would be ok. To just tell her that she was the object of his affection and that he-

"Are you having fun, Spence?"

Snapping out of his thoughts, he had forgotten that he was leaning against a tree in a park in Hollywood, eating ice cream with Lila Archer. IT had been an hour into there date and though they were having fun, things just felt foreign. He couldn't say much had changed, he still babbled about random facts and she just giggled. She acted like a stubborn kid and he acted like a dad trying to scold her. It was all the same, but he missed having someone who could level with him.

Still, he was enjoying himself as he continued eating his ice cream. She looked cute, wearing a small dress and just looking her normal self. She was smiling from ear to ear, "So, how's the job been?"

HE shrugged, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear, "It's been the shame. We lost two of our teammates, so it's been a hard time for us. But, it just goes along with the job, so I guess you can say nothing has been exciting."

"Not exciting?" She laughed, eating her ice cream, "You deal with psychos all the time and that's just a casual day?"

Laughing in a light way, he shrugged, "I guess after a while you get use to it. What about you? Let's talk about your career."

The smile on her face was grand, lighting up her whole body. In seductive steps, she moved forward, wrapping her arms around his neck, "But, I don't want to talk, Spence, I've been thinking of you so much since our lasting meeting."

Spencer's breath was caught in his throat, feeling Lila's body press up against his. It wasn't long before her lips were on his, taking him off guard just like the first time. Her lips were soft, as he remembered. The kisses were soft and luscious, taking their time before she flicked her tongue against his lower lip. Once granting her permission, their tongues dueled passionately. The kiss deepened as Lila went to press him up against the tree.

Lila reached down, going to touch Spencer's bulge as the doctor suddenly pushing her away, gasping. She gasped as well, taken back with disbelief, "Spencer, what's wrong?"

"I…I-I….I just can't, Lila," He ran his fingers through his hair, surprised himself what he did, "Lila, I've always remembered you as the girl who made me think I had a chance with girls. I thought about you constantly after we first met and thought what it would have been like if I stayed here with you."

"But?"

He sighed, "But, I met this girl….this girl who just truly stole my heart."

She sighed as well, "Was it that new girl with the black hair?"

"Yes."

Lila shrugged, in disbelief that someone could turn her down, "If that's how you feel. I hope you know what you're doing, Spence. Is she really worth it?"

"Man, there must be some good reason why you didn't go home with Lila that night." Morgan laughed, sitting across from Spencer on the way back home.

The doctor chuckled, looking down in a way not wanting to talk to the black man, "I just didn't feel comfortable with it, we agreed that it just wasn't right. Besides, I'm sure she has someone on the side whose better then me."

Derek laughed, shaking his head with that arrogant grin of his, "I think maybe you have a special someone. Maybe that special someone is Bonnie?"

"Will you ever stop?"

"Nope."

The black man chuckled, sipping his coffee as Bonnie appeared next to him, telling the man to scoot. He left the two alone as Bonnie laughed, "So, no action?"

Reid sighed, whispering, "Bonnie, why won't you realize that this isn't just a fling?"

It was like she avoided the question as she stated, "We're just friends, Spence, that's the great thing about having trust in a friendship. We can have these intimate nights with the commitment. You should see other girls, I'm just suppose to be the starter girl."

"No," He whispered, "I think you feel the same way too, you're just being stubborn."

"Why couldn't you just have slept with Lila?"

Spencer shook his head, looking into her beautiful eyes. She was beautiful and in her eyes he knew that she did feel the same way, "Let me ask you something, Bonnie, would you be able to do another man right now?"

TC Stark: Hope you guys liked it!! Gimme plenty of reviews and tell me what you would like to see in the story! Much love.