MORGAN'S POV
My eyes were wide with surprise of what we were seeing between Embreonna and Reid, "Did I see that right?" Emily asked. She and Garcia had joined Rossi and me a few seconds after Rossi and Embreonna raised their cups.
"I think so." I replied trying to fight a smile.
"How long has this been happening for?" Garcia asked.
"This would be the first time." Rossi answered as we continued to watch them as if they were animals in the zoo.
Embreonna broke the kiss and took a step back; her eyes went wide looking like a deer in headlights. I haven't gotten to know her well enough yet to make this assumption about her, but she didn't seem like the girl who kissed in public often, let alone in her work place, let alone her team watching her.
"Hey, Hotch wants us to meet in the round table room in fifteen; what are you guys looking at?" JJ said as she joined the group.
"Embreonna and Spencer just kissed." Garcia replied, her eyes still locked on the two of them.
"No way," JJ stated half amused and half shocked.
"Well, this is going to be interesting." I laughed.
EMBREONNA'S POV
I had made some sloppy excuse to leave and hurried out of the room and back down to the bull pin. I was less than surprised, to say the least to find the majority of my team standing in a herd with eyes locked on me. I knew they had been watching, their eyes were like lasers intensified by the glass that had been between us. I stopped a few steps away from them, shifting my eyes quickly to meet all of their gazes, my high school instincts kicked in, "I don't know. I don't want to talk about it and you can't make me." I said as I walked past them and over to my desk.
I would have given anything to be able to go hide out in the lair with Garcia, but she was one of the observers (A/N: shout out to Fringe!) and if I were to hide out there she would only ask questions. So my best option was to bury myself in a small stack of files that were on my desk. It worked for the most part; slowly the rest of the team broke away from the group and went about their business, but I could still feel their eyes lingering on me.
I glanced up to the round table room. Spencer was no longer standing there. I could only imagine what was running through his head or who he could possibly be talking to. Morgan. With my elbow on the desk I rested my head in my hand as I flipped through the file. I didn't regret doing it. I just should've picked a better time TO do it. If anyone above my head would have seen it, if Hotch even hears about it; there is a good chance that my job was on the line. I sighed and leaned back in my chair and swallowed hard at the thought.
I heard someone clear their throat, "Embreonna," JJ said catching my attention.
"Not talking about it." I sang out through a sigh.
"No, we have a case; Hotch wants us in the round table room." She explained.
"Oh, sorry..." I apologized as I gathered things I would need for the case and followed her up to the round table room.
Awkward tension could be felt as I broke the plain of the round table room. Spencer and Morgan weren't there yet, but JJ, Rossi and Garcia were and them knowing was enough to make me want to hide in a cave…with Spencer and an endless supply of books. The thought brought a smile to my face, so I decided to roll with it.
"Good Morning." I greeted the room as I sat down at the table.
Rossi's lips twitched to a small smile. He leaned back in his seat, "It sure is." He mused.
Panicking to what he said, knowing he saw, I coughed loudly and tried to look any place that I wouldn't catch anyone's eye line. Hotch, who was next to Rossi, looked up from his work, "Are you okay?" He asked shifting his eyes from his work to me.
"I'm fine." I smiled and slowly shifted to the door as I took a drink of my tea Rossi had gotten for me.
Spencer had hardly stepped into the room when our eyes met, stopping him in his tracks. Morgan stopped nearly right behind him, looked back and forth between Spencer and I before smiling wide with a small chuckle. He moved around Spencer and joined us at the table.
There wasn't any way he and I could talk about it at the moment. I couldn't even think of where to start with him. I smiled weakly, hoping he didn't think things was awkward between us, and I know it had to of cross his mind at least once already.
Spencer's lips twitched to a tight but weary smile as his gaze fell to the floor. I let out a slow sigh as quietly as I could, trying to not draw attention to it. I sat back in my seat crossing a leg over the other and looked to Morgan. He flashed me a smile with a nod of his head, assuring me everything would be okay.
"Reid…" Hotch caught Spencer's attention.
Spencer snapped his head in Hotch's direction; "Sorry…" he apologized while hurrying to take a seat.
"So where are we heading?" Morgan asked as the briefing began.
I would have to look over the case when we are in the jet, because I wasn't able to focus for the life of me. The rest of the team asked questions and talked about facts of the case while I struggled to follow anything that was being said. Spencer even managed to throw out a few facts when something he heard caught his attention; that managed to catch me by surprise.
I remember my first day here, my very first briefing, he wasn't able to say hello to me or even talk to the others; speechless for lack of a better word. Now I had kissed him out of the blue and he was able to take part, the little he did, in the briefing. Maybe I had read him wrong earlier, reacted to quickly.
Or Morgan said something to him…
A few things...
Sorry this took so long. :(
I thought I was going to have new ideas flooding to me when Criminal Minds started airing again, being able to see Spencer and everything, but the new episodes only made me realize that I'm writing him wrong. I think I had him right at first...but something changed somewhere in my writing...have any of you noticed it too? I'm going to try and get back to how I was writing. Somehow. I will try to update sooner, but i promise anything. :/ Sorry! But I will be working on it, you can bet on it.
Reviews are appreciated! XO
