Hey guys and gals!
Thanks for the love and the story alerts! Day two for you
I hope you like this one. More kind of mush!
I do not own Criminal Minds Just Rica er well Nica. Thank you!
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!Hattress!

Day 2

There was no end to the day in the BAU, or at least there was not one for that day. Once Spencer walked into the place with everyone's coffee they were on the case from morning till night. A serial murder that was all about an ubsub woman who wanted to show her dominance to men. After almost ten hours Spencer didn't want to hear another word of it.

The BAU crew sat in the "bull pen" going over the evidence/pictures of the male victims that were castrated and strangulated. Spencer felt as if his brain was going to fall out of his head from his ears, and by the looks on everyone else's face they felt the same way.

"What time is it?" the blond agent JJ asked in a soft voice.

"8:30" Hotch answered before Spencer could open his mouth.

"AM or PM?" Being held up in a dark room the concept of time is just a myth.

"AM." Spencer answered this time; his head leaned in his hand.

JJ groaned and sat down. She wanted to keep her composer, but without sleep she needed something in her system to keep her semi awake. Her eyes roamed around the room and saw that Hotch was really the only one who looked the most active.

"Okay I need a break or coffee, and I chose coffee." The blond smiled weakly. Her eyes went back to Spencer who stared at the table deep in thought about the case, "Spence, go and get the coffee." It was more of a demand than a friendly question.

"What, why me?" he asked, his voice down into a trance like state.

"Because whoever you get it from is really good, plus the coffee here is really bad." JJ chuckled.

Just with that sentence Spencer quickly got up. He couldn't have been happier considering he was cooped up inside the building all day and basically all night. All the agents in the room looked up at the young genius with a quizzical stare from the sudden burst of energy.

"Ya know what Reid, I'll go with you." Morgan groaned while getting up as well, "We all could use something, plus you dropped mine yesterday."

Reid felt his face flush just by the thought that someone else was going to meet Rica. She was bound to be there just like every other day. It wasn't that he wanted to keep her a secret, but Morgan would tease him more because a girl would be in the mix. Not only is she a girl, but also a girl who knew his name, smiled and chuckled when he walked through the door.

"Don't worry about it. I know what everyone wants so it will be a quick run." Reid muttered a bit too fast, and with that Morgan caught on just a tad bit.

"I need to get out Reid, plus I want something different anyway." His smile made Reid a bit apprehensible about what was going to go down, "Does anyone want anything different?"

The Agents told Reid what they wanted, and he soaked up the information like a sponge. Morgan grabbed the keys from the table and called from behind his shoulder

"Come on pretty boy I am driving." Morgan flashed a smile and walked out.

In the car Reid looked out the window into the bright blue sky. His foot nervously tapped against the floor, and Morgan trying to ignore the fact that something was bothering him. For Reid to get this nervous about going to a coffee shop he was too immersed into the case, or a female counterpart was involved.

"So who is she?" Morgan breaks the silence.

"I don't know what you are talking about, there is no she." Reid replies with no emotion held to his voice.

"Oh come on Pretty Boy, you know how bad of a liar you are." Morgan chuckled as he pulled into the parking lot.

Reid sat in silence, his lips pressed together into a thin line and his eyes looked out the window till they parked. He was a bit afraid of Morgan meeting Rica. It was like a giant knot formed into the pit of his stomach.

The pair walked in and Spencer took comfort as he heard the bell ring. The smell of coffee made his nerves untangle, and the voice of Rica was chipper while she talked to a customer. It was the small things that made his day just a bit happy. Morgan chuckled behind him. All he wondered now was the girl who caught the doctor's attention.

"Which one is the lucky one Reid?" Morgan whispered.

Reid shoved him off as she went up to see Rica who greeted him with a giant smile. Her hair was up in a ponytail with the green baseball cap, her eyes showing some signs of make-up, with dark circles underneath, and a plain blue t-shirt that for her just right, maybe even a bit too tight. He could see she was just as tired as he was, but it amazed him how she could be that way and still plaster a smile.

"Oh good, the Dr is back. I was worried that you weren't going to show." Her cheery voice made him give her a smirk. His eyes darted to Morgan who gave him an inquisitive stare. The doctor's face turned red, his hands stuffed back into his pockets.

Morgan looked over Reid's shoulder at the young girl and nodded his head in approval. Reid might have been a nerd, but it seemed that he had good taste in girls.

"Pretty Reid." Morgan smirked, and spoke in hushed tones.

"Morning Rica." Reid ignored Morgan and smiled at the girl in front of him.

"Wow, I see doctor has a friend." Rica raised a flirtatious brow at the man next to Reid.

"Derek Morgan. I work with the Dr. here, and you are?" Morgan flirted back, which made the barista turn a light shade of pink. The doctor grumbled next to him.

"Oh, I am Ver—"

"Morgan, this is Rica." Reid cut her off, and Morgan gave her a questionable look.

"What the doctor meant to say was that my real name." she threw a hard cold stare at Reid, "is Veronica, but people call me Nica." Rica than glanced in Morgan's direction, "The doctor here calls me Rica cause I told him I am from Costa Rica."

Morgan raised a brow and chuckled low with a shake of his head. Reid was giving her a nickname for a reason, and he knew that reason.

"So Reid found himself a Spanish senorita." He chuckled and nudged the genius next to him. Reid grumbled to himself as he looked up at Rica, who raised a brow and gave him a smile back.

"Yeah the genius here has gotten himself one." She chuckled with a humorous tone.

Morgan took notice at the way she looked at Reid, and it was one that read she didn't know how to feel about him. That was something very common. A lot of people when meeting Reid wouldn't know how to act around the young genius. He was surprised that around her he wasn't spewing out facts and statistics.

"You know if you have been the one making the coffee everyday, I must say you have been the best so far." Morgan attempted to flirt, his charm oozed from his pores. In attempt Reid started to shuffle in his place. Morgan could tell this was making him very uncomfortable.

"Why thank you kind sir." Rica smiled and flirted back. Her eyes glanced at Reid only once, which made him even more uncomfortable.

"Tiene ojos bonitos." Morgan chuckled at Rica. It was a poor version of telling her that she had pretty eyes in Spanish, but Rica knew what he meant. It made her feel like some guy was trying to teach him Spanish and failed just a bit.

"Thank you, but you're flattery will not get you free coffee, so what will you guys be having?" she asked, her smile grew and her face flushed from the complement even if it was a bad translation, "Dr, what will you be getting today all the regulars or just one?"

Reid snapped from his daze and looked up at the girl. Her smile was big, and her head tilted ever so slightly in anticipation of his answer. The orders ran through his mind once more and with that Reid started to rattle them off.

"A coffee with 3 sugars and cream, a coffee with cream and cinnamon, one chocolate frap, one caramel frap, a herbal tea with honey, one black coffee, and coffee with one sugar and soy milk." the words came from his mouth like rapid fire.

Morgan chuckled next to Reid. The look on Rica's face was just the thing that Morgan needed to continue the day. Her eyes were wide, her lips pressed into a thin line in surprise. It was a reaction a lot of people had when they were around Reid.

To Rica she had been around Reid for 10 minutes a day for over a year, and never had she seen the potential of his memory. The girl shook her head and leaned against the counter.

"How in damn hell did you just do that?" her voice cracked with an impressed tone.

"Let's just say I have a really good memory." Reid pushed some hair behind his ears, his lips pressed together.

Rica nodded and clicked her tongue against her teeth. Her eyes glanced over to Morgan who gave her a small smirk. The girl's attention then turned to the guy next to her. Her mouth moved with the same speed as Reid's as she said the same order in the same exact way. Spencer felt his face become hot, and Morgan couldn't help but to hold in the laugh.

"You're good Rica." Reid noted.

"Yeah, I have a really good memory." The barista said bluntly, no emotion on her face.

Reid's face turned a brighter red, when Morgan grabbed him by the shoulders. Rica knew the damage

The guy next to her started to work on the drinks, and as Reid noticed Rica was standing in the front with them. Morgan started to talk to her, and Rica answered with sharp answers. He noticed her body language was stiff, and her hands twitched a lot. This was a girl who was used to doing something everyday, and now was not. Reid could tell it was driving her crazy.

Rica could feel his eyes on her, and turned her attention to the doctor. Her jaw was locked as she forced a smile to him. He could just see how much she wanted to do something about this.

"So muscles, do you help the doctor fight crime?" she asked stiffly.

"Yes, I am the one who saves his ass all the time." Morgan chuckled and started to ruffle his hair. Reid pushed him away and tried not to grumble under his touch.

"Veronica!" the same boy who was doing the drinks came up to her. The girl grumbled and turned her attention to him.

"Can I help you?"

"I need help." He muttered and walked away.

Rica rolled her eyes and grumbled low in her chest. As she excused herself she walked away only to mutter something Reid couldn't understand. It was weird to him that he heard someone say her real name. There were sometimes where he would even forget it.

"You have a looker Reid." Morgan goes into a serious tone. He glanced over to the doctor and pulled his face into a side smile.

"She is a very nice and interesting girl. I started talking to her last year when the place opened up." Reid was trying not to sound intrigued. His voice as if he was talking about someone that he interviewed.

"Why don't you call her by her name?" Morgan asked.

"I do, but it's like a little game that we play." Reid smirked, and just wanted Morgan to stop questioning, "She calls me doctor and such."

"You know you do it because you—"

"And I have here seven cups of whatever." Rica cut Morgan off with a monotone voice that showed her irritation.

Rica was in no mood to deal with anyone for the rest of the day; too bad she had 6 more hours to go. Her eyes went from the coffee to Reid's face, and she gave him a small smile.

"Well look at this, a coffee with 3 sugars and cream, and a coffee with cream and cinnamon seems free today." She breathed and handed him the drinks.

Morgan went to say something, but Reid stopped him. It seemed that she was doing this to get back at her manger for sticking her with the new trainee. He could tell by the facial expressions she used when the boy came up to her. Too bad Morgan pushed him off.

"No, Nica you didn't have to." His voice was a whisper, but she just gave him a blank stare.

"Muscles I have no idea what you are talking about." Rica tilted her head in the most innocent way she could. The gesture made Reid's face turn a slight pink, and Morgan chuckled, "But the cost comes out to $8.30." she bit her lip.

Derek paid, as Reid put in a 5-dollar bill again into the tip jar followed by Morgan. Rica nodded her head; a smile broke real wide on her face. Ten dollars that she knew she owned.

"Veronica." Morgan said her name with a punch, "It was very nice meeting you, and thank you."

"You too muscles."

"Will I see you tomorrow Rica?" Reid asked after a sip of coffee.

"Same time, same place doctor." She answered with the tiniest smirk.

Morgan chuckled to himself and walked out of the place, but Reid stuck behind to see her grab the ten dollars from the tip jar and stuff it into her bra. When she looked up, her face went white, and her breath caught in her chest. Rica pressed a finger up to her lips and gave him a wink, and he nodded only to follow Morgan.

"You're crazy…" he muttered to himself, and let out the breath he found himself holding. Reid felt better now that he was out of the place with a coffee in hand. He was dreading going back to the office, but he knew that he felt slightly better. When Reid got into the car, Derek smiled real wide next to him.

"W-what?"

"You will be an idiot if you let that go Reid." Morgan sighed next to him.

Spencer turned his head with Morgan's words in his ear. He watched through the window as the same boy as before went to Rica again. Her reaction this time was irritated with a calm edge. She wanted to be nice, but she also didn't want to show him no mercy.

"As I was saying before, you know why you call her Rica right?" Morgan asked.

"No." It was a blunt lie, and Morgan knew.

"Because by not saying her real name you are distancing yourself from her. A name is personal." His friend looked at him with a concerned look.

Reid took a deep breath started down at his coffee, than looked up at her through the window. Morgan was right, and Reid knew it since the first time he gave her the name.

"I think we need to get back." Reid's voice was low as he turned back to Morgan with a side smirk. There was one thing he knew and that was never to argue with Spencer Reid.