So folks, after my muse made me write some more Reid/ Emily one shots I decided to make this a one shot series. After this one there will be one more for sure and perhaps a fourth one.
So have fun and don´t forget to review.
BTW The idea about Reid´s apartment came to me during a phone call with my best friend at 5 am while we were discussing fan fiction ideas. And Yes I am crazy and I am proud of it
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Emily was going to visit Penelope to cheer her up. The blonde was still off for a few days after she being shot and was on everybody's last nerve about being bored and home alone. This evening it was Emily's turn to cheer up the technician. Armed with DVD's of Titanic, Moulin Rouge and Interview with a Vampire the female profiler arrived at Penelope's.
"Hey, Em, you're early. Couldn't wait to get out of the office, huh?" Penelope greeted her, slowly becoming her joyful self again.
"Yeah, I can't remember a day dragging on that was as boring as today was. It was hell."
Emily entered the small cozy flat.
"But you are finally here and we can have some fun."
"Sounds like those girlie parties back in high school with all that gossip about who is dating who."
Emily laughed while she took a seat. Penelope brought out some drinks and snacks and settled herself on the couch.
"That would be fun! And I know where to start."
"Pen, I didn't mean it that way. I thought, we would just watch a film and talk a bit."
"And who says we have to watch the film first, sweetheart?"
For a second the brunette was puzzled but decided to let it go.
"Okay, I guess you have something to talk about."
Rubbing her hands together Penelope smiled bright.
"I do. Who is your secret admirer?"
Again Emily was puzzled.
"I don't have a secret admirer."
"Ok, your secret lover, affair, whatever you want to call him. I know there is a guy."
"How did you come to that conclusion, Miss Holmes??" Emily asked with a raised eyebrow.
"For months you have that special smile women have when they are in a relationship and your smile was bright as Thelma's in Thelma and Louise."
"I repeat: I don't have a secret admirer, lover, affair or some random one night stands."
Emily turned to sort the DVDs on the table in front of her.
"Denying it is suspicious. Who is it? I swear, I won't say anything to anybody."
Penelope tried to copy Reid's little puppy dog look to make Emily talk.
"First: You would tell it. Second: You won't believe it."
Before the technician could answer, her and Emily's cell phones rang with a text message. Both rolled their eyes and read the message.
Emily's wrote: SRY Derek knows.
Penelope's wrote: It's Reid.
Puzzled and stunned the two women looked at each other.
"Em, you were right, I wouldn't believe it."
"I'm gonna kill him." Emily murmured under her breath, aloud she said: "Can we watch the DVDs now?"
"Oh, we are not watching any DVDs. Details, now! Since when? How far? And why the hell did no one notice?"
Annoyed the brunette faced her friend.
"Since the New Orleans case. Why no one notice I really don't know. A few times Spencer and I thought, we were caught, but nothing happened."
Grinning like the sun, she thought back to the day she and Reid finally got together.
The team had just come back from New Orleans. Emily was still wondering what was going on with Reid. To her he seemed to become more aggressive. She couldn't get rid of the thought that probably there was something else bothering the young genius. During work she tried to talk to him but he refused to respond, so now she was standing in front of the house where his apartment was. Emily rang the doorbell. Only seconds later the front door was opened by Reid. Both looked at each other like they had seen a ghost.
"What are you doing here?" he asked harshly.
It took a moment for Emily to answer because she was flustered seeing Reid in jeans and a blue t-shirt.
"I wanted to visit you. You seem to be consumed by a personal problem and I want to help."
"Thanks, but no thanks. I don't need someone to profile me."
"I am not here as a profiler, I am here as a friend." she declared honestly.
Reid blinked in astonishment. He stepped aside and let her in. Emily nodded thankful and followed him to the third floor where his apartment was. She was surprised Reid hadn't closed the door properly. It was slight open and you only needed to push it open.
"Want some coffee?"
"Yeah, sure."
While Reid went to make some coffee for them, Emily looked around. The room was a combination of living room and kitchen. The part which was the living room was filled with book shelves but they weren't what she had expected. Reid followed her gaze and smiled.
"The majority of the books are my mother's. Proust, Chaucer, every author who is important for the literature of the 15th century. The smaller part is mine."
"I guess, the science fiction and physics part.", she said playfully.
"And some of the classic novels like Jules Verne, Moby Dick and so on."
Still smiling he gave Emily her cup of coffee. She took a sip and looked at him surprised.
"That's exactly the way I like it."
"Then it's good, I wasn't sure about it."
"You really know everything."
"I guess so."
He shrugged his shoulders.
They sat down in the armchairs and enjoyed the coffee. For minutes there was nothing but peaceful and friendly silence.
The silence was disturbed by the ringing of Reid's phone. He took the wireless phone and vanished into a room that seemed to be his bedroom. A minute or two later he came back. The last sentence she heard him say was: "Maybe next time."
Feeling sorry for having ruined Reid's plans for the night she stood up to leave.
"Where are you going, Emily?"
"I ... need to go to the bathroom."
It wasn't quite a lie, she really needed to go. Reid blushed lightly.
"It's the door on the right."
Smiling at his behavior she entered the bathroom. For the umpteenth time this evening Emily was surprised. The bathroom looked like it belonged to a hotel suite and not in an apartment. In one corner was a triangle shaped bath tub, opposite to the door was a small bathroom cabinet made out of massive wood that fit perfectly in the area. Around the tub was enough space for some decorations.
Candles would look nice, Emily thought.
Before she could stop it, the picture of Reid and her in the tub, the water would include scented bath oil, the tub surrounded by candles and both doing very adult things popped up in her head. Now it was Emily's turn to blush. If this wasn't enough, she couldn't seem to help herself and searched through the drawers. She found surprisingly, what she wanted to find. In the last drawer she found a huge assortment of different flavored bath and massage oils and enough condoms to keep a man busy for a whole year. Emily asked herself if this was really Reid's bathroom, the content was one she would expect in Derek's bathroom. Furrowing her brow she decided, that she had involuntarily discovered the dark and hidden side of Reid. As she returned to the living room, she giggled a bit about the idea of Reid being a Don Juan de Marco or a Casanova. She was so lost in thought that at first she didn't realize she was alone. A short look around and she knew that Reid had gone downstairs.
An idea came to her mind. With an impish smile she entered the bedroom. After her latest discoveries she really shouldn't be surprised again but she was. There was no light from the ceiling, instead there were a lot of little lamps on the left and right wall flooding the room with dimmed light. The walls were painted in a light earth tone, in the center stood a king size bed with two sets of ruby and white colored blankets, on both sides of the bed were small night tables, a small wardrobe was standing next to the door and a small table with a fragrance lamp opposite to the wardrobe. The whole room was cozy, seducing and more than perfect for some fun.
Emily stood there with her jaw dropped to the ground.
"Have you seen enough or do I need to give you a guided tour?"
She jumped out of her skin, not only because she got caught snooping, but what really had made her jump was the fact that Reid stood only an inch behind her and whispered in her ear. She tried to control her goosebumps and her way too fast pounding heart as she faced him.
"I didn't want to...uhm no I wanted but...I am so sorry."
She looked and sounded like a teenage girl caught by her father while messing around with her boyfriend. The hint of amusement in his eyes grew with light speed and soon he laughed out loud. Puzzled Emily put some space between them that unfortunately lead her into the bedroom, but this was much better than being so close to Reid. Usually she didn't become flustered like now and she wasn't sure what he would do. And she could bet on it if Reid would make a pass at her she would response faster than he could read. The whole situation was becoming uncomfortable and just because she wanted him to talk to her again. As soon as Reid could speak again he took her hand and made Emily sit on the bed.
"I know, everybody is curious about my private life and I can understand you took the opportunity to find something out about it. I also know you are here because you want to know why I snapped at you."
"Ok, stop profiling me."
A small laughter escaped his mouth.
"That's not profiling and you know it. Do you really want to know why I was such an idiot?"
Emily nodded in agreement. The last hour had been too much to keep her thoughts straight.
"When I was in the hospital after Atlanta a few things became clear to me and some of them weren't easy to handle. I still have some problems to get I need to get a handle on. That's why I was absent and aggressive. That is not an excuse, it's an explanation."
Reid looked at Emily and waited for a reaction. Seconds later she exhaled deep.
"Why me? Why did you choose me as verbal punch-bag?"
With puppy dog eyes he looked into her brown eyes and carefully took her hand in his.
"I thought that it was obvious."
An eternity later her eyes widened in realization and Reid barely had time to realize what was going on because she literally flew in his arms and kissed him. Then he smiled against her lips happy she understood and more than happy she felt the same way. Still kissing him she dragged him down on the bed. Next Reid was lying on the top of her finally kissing her back. The kiss became deeper and passionate. Emily's hands began discovering Reid's back which made him producing a sound between purring and growling that she enjoyed even if it was strange. Then she moved on to his neck and inadvertently touched his ear lobes causing him to jump up. His breath was fast and he visibly tried to put himself together. Emily made a mental note to use this knowledge against him later.
"What are you doing?" he asked still breathing hard and bewildered.
"I thought that was obvious." she answered in a lascivious voice.
"That's not a good idea. I mean we just found out about our feelings for each other and we shouldn't cross that line too fast. You mean a lot to me and I don't want do anything wrong."
Reid paced back and forth while he spoke.
"I know it's not the perfect way but do you want to know what I was thinking just minutes ago in your bathroom?"
Emily's statement made him stop. His face showed relief she understood and curiosity about what she had thought. Smiling she embraced him. As revenge for his appearing suddenly behind her earlier she whispered in his ear, softly touching the ear lob with her lips: "I'll show you if you let me."
Immediately he reacted to her, his minding creating a nearly similar scenario as Emily's had before and his body acting on his own. He pulled her closer and kissed her.
"I have a better idea."
"What are you thinking about?"
"A lot of things."
Both smiled in competition.
"Does it include your bathroom?"
"For starters." Reid laughed.
"Will you strip for me?"
"I'll think about it."
He broke the embrace and went over to the bathroom.
The next morning Emily awoke first. Smiling again she cuddled next to Reid with her head resting on his chest. She could barely believe the last night had happened. Less than 24 hours ago he didn't even want to talk to her and now...
A soft yawn told her that Reid was awake too. She kissed him good morning. Even though he was still sleepy he pulled her close and stroked her back.
"Good morning sleeping beauty." Emily teased him.
"It's Sunday, that means sleeping as long as you want."
"But you can do others things than sleeping on a Sunday, especially on a Sunday in a bed."
While speaking she drew lines on his chest and shoulders with her finger. Emily was stopped by Reid as she came dangerously close to his ears again.
"But first I need breakfast and coffee or else you are going to wear me out."
Pouting she sat up.
"Ok, breakfast first. I don't want you to die because of starvation."
She hadn't finished speaking before Reid was already in the kitchen and making breakfast. Emily laid down again and dozed. Minutes later she heard something rattle. She sat up again and found Reid standing there with breakfast for them.
"Breakfast in bed?" she asked.
"Yeah, that's it."
Emily's mood lightened and the day was saved.