Spencer closes his eyes, resting his head on his arm. He had spent the night before, researching Adam's history and then gone to the trial in the morning. He had yet to sleep and he was exhausted. He feels fingertips against his cheek and sits up straight to see Amanda looking at him. Or was it Amanda? He wasn't sure. He clears his throat, opening his mouth to speak when the other person beats him to it.

"You have perfect cheek bones."

He frowns. "I, ah.. Thank you?"

"Very prominent Adam's apple, too."

He gulps, finding himself nervous under the person's direct stare. "Uh…okay."

"Know what they say about prominent Adam's apples." The person says, their eyes running down Spencer's body. "How many you got?" He asks, casually.

Spencer feels himself blush before the person asks him a question. He furrows his brow. "…Just one Adam's apple."

The Not Amanda laughs. "Not what I meant, pretty boy. God, you're so innocent. It's cute."

Spencer sits straighter, before he realizes who this must be. "Aaron?" He asks, his eyes moving to the Doctor before back to who he assumes is Aaron.

The man gives a big grin. "Promised I would be good." He rolls his eyes, playfully, before they run over Spencer again. "You're sexy, in that nerd way. Not usually my type, like my men with a little more muscle, but I'd definitely take you for a ride, if you know what I mean."

Spencer feels his cheek burn even more. "I-I'm not gay." He squeaks and Aaron chuckles.

"That's not an issue. Even a straight man can enjoy a little-"

He winces, his words cut off before he shakes it off. "God, I hate that bitch." He mutters.

"Amanda?" Spencer asks, curious and glad the man is no longer flirting.

"Yea. Kyle used to keep her at bay with all her bible verses and bullshit, but not even he can do anything anymore. She kind of reminds me of Mark, which is weird, because isn't she the 'protector' or whatever the psycho lady said. How can she be a protector if she's like the abuser? Got any idea, Smarts?"

Spencer shrugs. "Maybe she's not the protector at all."

Aaron nods. "Maybe, but enough about her. You never answered my question? How many?

"of what?"

"Inches." Aaron winks and Spencer's eyes widen.

Criminal Minds || Parts of You

"I don't like Aaron." Spencer states after Aaron had been escorted back to his room.

Dr. Reynolds looks amused. "Why not?"

"He asked...me very PERSONAL questions."

"He also complimented you."

"Still!" Spencer squeaked, standing up to pace the room, unable to stay sited in his embarrassment. "He doesn't need to know about my... my... areas."

Dr. Reynolds raises an eyebrow. "Alright. Let's get back on subject. We saw another alter."

"Who asked-"

"I know what he asked, Dr. Reid." She interrupts. "Concentrate on the important-"

"That's pretty important!" Spencer says, pausing from his pacing to look at her.

"We saw another alter."

"Right. Why? How did Aaron get through?" He sits, again, curious.

"You said your friend thought Adam had a crush on you?"

Spencer blushes. "She said that he gave me... ahh 'puppy dog eyes'."

"Interesting."

"Why is that interesting?"

"The more alters we see, the closer we get to seeing the real personality. There must have been reason why Aaron came out. If Adam does like you, he might have helped push through the confident, sexual alter."

"So not only does Adam like me, but he wants to have sex with me?"

"No, I didn't say that. I'm saying that..."

Spencer shakes his head, his mind too full of questions to hear anymore. "I think it's time for me to go back to my hotel."

"Dr. Reid..." She tries, but he's already walking out the door.

"I'll be back tomorrow."

Criminal Minds || Parts of You

"He didn't!" JJ laughs. "What did you say?"

"Are you asking me too?" He blushes.

JJ laughs even harder. "No! No!" a pause. "Although..."

"Jennifer Jareau!" He gasps.

She snorts "You're so easily to embarrass, Reid."

"I don't ask you your bra size."

"Good, I fear that you might explode if you did. If you really want to know though its-"

"That's okay!" He interrupts quickly.

She giggles. "At least he didn't grab at you or anything. See for himself, if you will."

"Oh god." He buries his face into the pillow.

There was silence for a few minutes as JJ calms down. "How's the trial going?"

"Prosecution rests tomorrow, then it's all about proving that he really does have this disorder."

"Do you think that maybe Aaron could pop up a visit for the jury?"

"I don't know. I don't know how he showed up today."

"Maybe you could give him that pout.. in something sexy. That blue cardigan that kind of clings."

"...Are you telling me to seduce him?"

JJ falls into another fit of giggles and Spencer huffs. "This is serious."

"I know, I know. I just... pictured you at a gay bar."

"What?"

"You'd be a hit!" She cries out.

"...What?" Spencer sits up, confused as JJ continues to giggle. "Are you drunk?"

"No." She sighed, happily. "I.. why do you think Morgan calls you Pretty Boy?"

"To tease me because I have longer hair." Spencer says, as if it's completely obvious.

"Well, yes, but you're also... very pretty, Spence."

"Gee, thanks, JJ." He frowns. Men aren't supposed to be "pretty".

"That's not a bad thing!"

"Just not your type." He murmurs.

JJ was quiet for a moment. "I think we both know that I'm not your type, either, Doctor."

Spencer frowns. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing, nothing. I have to go put Henry to bed. Call me tomorrow?"

He nods, letting her comment go. It's the second time in their conversations she'd switched the subject quickly and he wonders what she's talking about. He knows that she won't tell him unless she wants to, though.

"Read him one of the books I gave him for me?" He asks.

"I can't even pronounce some of those words, Spence."

"Then, Tennyson. He likes Tennyson." He says, missing the little boy.

"He's an infant, Spence." She says, warmly.

"Children under the age of one can-" He starts, knowing she'll back down.

"Okay, okay, I'll read him Tennyson."

"Thank you." He smiles, feeling successful.

"Good night."