"Ow." Reid moaned when he was awoken by sunlight streaming through the window. That could only mean it was the day after or he was drugged again. Blinking his eyes, he realized he was lying in Morgan's bathtub. After becoming more aware to his surroundings, he noticed he had lost his shirt too and he was not alone in the tub. There was a women lying across his bare torso. The only thing he could know for sure by the way she was laying was she was blonde; he couldn't even be sure that he still had anything on.

Poking her shoulder, he said, "Wake up, I have to pee, wakeup."

"Enhh." she moaned, adjusting her position slightly. "Five more minutes."

"Wake up," he whined, "or I will pee on you."

"That's gross." She sat up, letting him move freely.

He did as he said he had to and he was thankful to find out he wasn't completely naked. After washing his hands, he looked back to the blonde, still in the tub, laying there.

Her hair was a knotted mess of sun bleached hair, her eyes a crystal blue; her lips were a nice soft pink. She looked about thirty and was overall very pleasant looking. She was curved in the right places in a healthy toned way. It was clear that she was looking him over too. He had also noticed what she was wearing, a tightly pleaded red dress with a flared skirt, only increasing her appeal.

"Thanks. Hey do you know where Morgan keeps his combs and brushes?" she asked after.

"I didn't know he would even need one."

"Oh, that's a good point."

"Can I ask, did we actually do anything last night, I don't even remember."

As she started to fill him in, he remembered...

*Flashback*

"To 2011, you were shitty; you had your ups and downs, I am glad to be rid of you and glad that 2012 has come. To 2012, I hope that you are marginally better. Thank you and good night." he dropped the microphone, causing a horrible, high pitched scream to erupt from the speakers. Reid lifted it again and said, "Sorry." This time he switched it off before dropping it again and finding a cozy, to him, place to sleep on top of the kitchen table.

That peaceful slumber only lasted for half an hour. He started introducing himself to anyone who happened to be around. Most people ignored him, until... "Hi, I'm Amber."

"This is an awesome party."

"Totally."

"You have very pretty eyes."

"Why, thank you." Unsure what to say or do next and because he was drunk he kissed her in a deep, drawn out kiss. His memory begins to falter here and somehow they end up in the bathroom. He remembers falling on the way up stairs.

"Are you all right?" Several people had asked, but he just laughed as he continued to follow Amber.

When they got the door closed, he sat on the edge of the tub and she sat on his lap. They just made out at that point. "Wait," he said, "lay in there." he motioned behind him. She did as told. He lay on top of her and kissed him once before they turned so she was on him.

"I am so hot." he said, taking his shirt off. "I'm tired too." he fell asleep in an instant.

"Spencer?" she poked his side and he snorted. Shrugging, she fell asleep too, just like that.

"And that's what happened." she finished.

"Good to know. Um, well bye then."

"Bye." she gave a fake smile and they went their separate ways.

*Later that day at the BAU*

"So you have a good time in my bathroom?" Morgan asked with a chuckle.

"Nothing happened, I swear."

"I know, Amber told me. Don't worry; she wasn't your type anyways."

"Whatever, Morgan."

A/N: I decided to add just a little more, more or less because I felt the need to have a disclaimer... I don't own CM. There, I feel better now. Hope you enjoyed.