Dance the Night Away Part 2
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Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds or anything else copyrighted, for that matter.
Author's Note: Hey, guys! Welcome to part two of this little story-thing that wasn't supposed to be a multi-chapter thing in the first place! Um, yeah… This is going to be a little goofy, I must warn you, and it will involve a little bit of dancing Reid. Enjoy!
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Garcia checked the clock at the bottom of her screen and grinned. Show time. She went through the process of shutting down her babies for the night and then grabbed her purse. She marched resolutely into the bullpen and cleared her throat. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw JJ had already prepared to leave, as per their arrangement. "Listen up, my minions!" She declared, causing Morgan, Emily and Reid to look up. They all gave her questioning looks at the 'minions' bit, but she continued before they could speak. "It is Friday night and it is quitting time. I propose we go out."
"Out?" Reid asked, looking rather surprised.
"Yes, my dear genius, out. You do know what out is, don't you?" Garcia asked exasperatedly.
"Yes I know what out is, I was just surprised. Do you mean for us all to go out now?"
"Ah, the night is young and we are free. I say we seize the time while we've got it. You never know when a psycho's going to hit some poor, unsuspecting town." Garcia explained, sounding as though she was trying to rally the troops. "C'mon, your girlfriend already agreed and I'm holding her hostage until you come too."
JJ smiled and turned to walk out with Garcia when they heard Reid sigh. "Can you at least give me a minute to collect my stuff?" He called over Morgan and Emily's chuckles.
Garcia heaved a long-suffering sigh but smiled nonetheless. "I suppose so. And what about you two?" She rounded on Morgan and Emily. "Are you in?"
"Count me in, baby girl." Morgan replied with a dazzling smile.
Emily nodded. "Yeah, it sounds like fun."
"Good. I expect you all at our usual spot by eight 'o' clock." She declared and then turned to JJ. "I leave the doctor in your capable hands. Make sure he's there."
"Of course." JJ responded with a smile.
Reid eyed the two women with suspicion, but put the thoughts of conspiracy aside in favor of making sure he had everything he needed before he left.
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"Why do I get the feeling you and Garcia are plotting something?" Reid asked as he buttoned up his shirt.
"Because you're paranoid. Relax, Spence, tonight will be fun." JJ replied, straightening her blouse and then brushing out her hair.
"Then why did you pick an outfit for me?" Reid waved a shoe at the blonde as if to prove his point.
When JJ had gone to their shared bedroom to prepare for the night out, she had called Reid in, where it turned out she had laid out an outfit for him. He declared his intentions of going in the shirt and slacks he was wearing, but she wouldn't have it. His outfit included a pair of dark jeans he wore only when he didn't intend on leaving the house and a black button down shirt with white pinstripes, which was JJ's proclaimed favorite.
"I told you, if you try to go in that usual sweater vest and shirt combo, you'll get hot."
"Get hot doing what?" Reid was only growing more confused by her answers rather than gaining understanding. He never did anything when they went out that made him hot. Sometimes JJ got him to dance, but that was just slow swaying in circles; that never increased his body temperature much.
However, JJ never answered his question. She merely put the finishing touches on her outfit and smiled mysteriously at him. "Ready to go?" She asked, slipping on her shoes.
"Considering I'm almost positive you and Garcia are plotting something and it probably has something to do with me? Sure." Reid nodded as he tugged his shirt straight.
JJ laughed. "I told you, you're being paranoid."
"Just because I'm being paranoid, doesn't mean you aren't out to get me." Reid quipped as they headed out the door, causing JJ to roll her eyes.
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An hour later, Morgan, Emily, Kevin, Garcia, Reid and JJ all sat around a table at their usual outing spot. Reid seemed to have let his suspicions rest and everyone was having a good time. They had all been on the dance floor on and off, save for Reid, and were currently taking a rest. "So, Reid, are you actually going to get out on the dance floor tonight?" Morgan asked before he took a drink.
Reid shook his head. "I don't think so, Morgan."
Garcia leaned over to JJ and murmured, just loud enough for the other woman to hear; "That's what he thinks."
No one else gave any sign of hearing and Morgan shrugged. "You can't hide from it forever, kid. We'll get you out there one of these days."
"I'm not hiding from it. It's in my line of sight right now." Reid told him, taking a sip from his drink.
Emily rolled her eyes and stood up. "Enough talking; I'm ready to get back out there. Any takers?"
"Prentiss, you've got yourself a dance partner." Morgan said with a grin, also standing up.
The other four at the table gave varying reasons for sitting the next round out and Morgan and Prentiss headed for the dance floor. When they had gone, Garcia and JJ both turned to Reid, whose suspicions suddenly returned to him. "Yes?" He asked cautiously, eyeing the two women carefully. He took a quick note that Kevin seemed as clueless as he was.
"Reid, we're on to you." Garcia said, attempting to keep the mischievous grin off her face.
"What?" The young doctor asked, quirking an eyebrow.
"We don't believe you when you say you can't dance." JJ supplied the answer.
Still confused and slightly flustered, Reid took another drink. "I- I never said I couldn't dance… I just choose not to."
JJ and Garcia's eyebrows rose and even Kevin, who hadn't been paying much attention, looked somewhat intrigued. "You can dance… and you've been holding out on us this whole time?" Garcia demanded.
"I haven't been holding out on you. If I remember correctly, no one has ever actually asked me whether or not I can dance." Reid paused and took the glares his two female friends were shooting him to mean that he was being too literal. "Besides, I can't dance like that." He gestured to the people gyrating around on the dance floor.
"Well then how do you dance?" JJ asked, also glancing at the dancers.
Reid hesitated. "I took ballroom dancing for… a couple of years. My neighbor taught the classes and she saw that I was always busy and said that I needed a creative outlet… and some coordination."
Garcia began to say that ballroom isn't quite the same thing but JJ spoke over her. "Were you any good?" The blonde asked.
Shrugging self consciously, Reid blushed slightly. "It really wasn't very difficult… and I usually had a good partner. I don't think the instructor really ever gave me anything very complicated…"
JJ held up her hand to silence the young man. "I'll take that as a yes. Spence, if you can ballroom dance then I'll bet you could dance like that," She gestured to the dancers as he had done previously, "If you let someone teach you."
Reid eyed the crowd of dancers dubiously and then looked back at the two blondes. "And who, exactly, would be teaching me to dance?" He asked carefully.
Before either woman could answer, he glanced over at Kevin, appearing somewhat nervous. The glance was not lost on the women- it was well-known that Kevin wasn't the best dancer out there. Or even a very good dancer period, but he was enthusiastic about it to say the least. Neither JJ nor Garcia was about to have Kevin teach Reid to dance and they posed their answers to his question simultaneously. "I will." Reid's eyes snapped from Kevin and back to the girls, quirking an eyebrow. Obviously, this part of the plan had not been ironed out.
Garcia and JJ looked at each other for a moment before grinning and looking back to Reid. "We both will." Garcia said, almost gleefully.
"Uh…" Reid took a step back towards the table. "I… no offense, but… you're women."
JJ eyebrows scrunched together and one of Garcia's moved upwards. "Your point?" JJ asked.
"Well… you dance… I mean… Do either of you know how to dance like… a man?" He mumbled, fighting the urge to look away.
He braced himself for the giggles, but they were more irritating than he'd accounted for. He frowned at the girls and sat back down at the table as Garcia and JJ attempted to pull their faces straight again. Kevin, meanwhile, grimaced in sympathy and turned to face the women. "Now, hang on, that is a valid question. I know I'm not the best dancer, but if you're going to teach the poor guy to dance like a girl," He paused and shrugged, "Then it would probably be better if I taught him."
The very idea shut JJ and Garcia's giggles off quickly, though Reid was smiling gratefully at his fellow geek. "There's absolutely no reason to fret, my genius." Garcia patted him on the shoulder. "When we're done with you, your masculinity might be a tiny bit bruised, but will otherwise be intact."
"That's meant to be comforting?" Reid asked, still frowning uncertainly.
"It's the best you're going to get, I'm afraid. Besides," JJ bent down so her lips were close to genius' ear. "Think of how happy you'll make me, if you can get out on the floor and dance with me…"
Reid blushed slightly, then sighed in defeat. "Fine. But I reserve the right to protest and/or stop at any time." He said as JJ pulled back and he stood up.
"Duly noted," Garcia nodded and nudged him in the direction of the dance floor. "And we reserve the right to completely ignore you."
Before Reid could protest, JJ took his hand and began dragging him off into the crowd. Garcia hung back for a moment and pecked Kevin on the cheek. "You're welcome to joins us, my Tech King." She said with a grin just this side of devious.
Kevin shook his head. "I think I like my dancing just the way it is, thanks. But you tell Dr. Reid that if he tries anything on you, he's a dead man."
Garcia laughed heartily and kissed her fellow tech soundly. "The sentiment is appreciated, Love, but I think Reid is one of the only guys on the planet less likely to cheat on his girl than you." She winked and sashayed off in the same direction as JJ had tugged Reid. "Wish us luck, Hotness, we'll need it!"
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After finding a relatively un-crowded corner of the dance floor, the girls brought Reid to a basic standing position. "Okay, here's what's going to happen, boy genius." Garcia said, coming to stand in front of Reid. "I am going to teach you all the basic things you need to know and then your lovely lady over there will take over once I've gotten you all warmed up."
When Reid looked over at JJ, the liaison smiled encouragingly and nodded. "What's JJ going to teach me?" Reid inquired, looking back at Garcia.
Garcia smiled wolfishly and leaned in close. "Dirty dancing." She purred, then laughed as the genius blushed slightly. "Now, since I can't very well dance like… a man, myself, you're going to need a bit of intuition here."
The tech pulled back and pondered the lanky man standing before her. "Take a ballroom position." She suddenly demanded.
"What?" Reid inquired, somewhat startled.
"Hand," Garcia grabbed his hand in hers, "And waist." She took his other hand and placed in on her waist.
"Oh," Her partner nodded slightly in understanding. "This is actually called 'closed position' and…"
"Uh huh, sure." Garcia nodded and continued speaking as though he hadn't just been, ignoring his frown. "Now, let's just improve on this a little…" She quickly slid both his hands down to her hips. "See? Not too bad."
Reid swallowed nervously, but held his ground and nodded. Garcia then placed her hands on his shoulders and led him in time with the music. After a minute or so, Reid began to relax slightly. "This isn't really so bad…" He admitted, falling more in time with the beat.
"Don't get too used to it, hot stuff, this is just awkward middle school dancing. We've got a ways to go yet." She admonished with a smirk.
At that moment, the music changed, the beat picking up and leading the mass of dancers around them to undulate more quickly. "Right, now pull me forward and roll your hips a little." Garcia ordered.
"What?" Reid pulled back slightly, but, to his credit, didn't relinquish his somewhat stiff hold on Garcia.
"You heard me!" Garcia replied, raising an eyebrow expectantly.
The genius eyed her warily before glancing over at JJ, who had been watching the whole thing with a slightly amused look. She flapped her hand in a 'go on' motion and grinned. "Go ahead, Spence." She told him, a hint of a giggle in her voice.
Reid looked away from JJ and back to Garcia who was still watching him with the same expectant look. "I'm waiting…" She told him.
"I…" The man started.
"Spence, it's just dancing!" JJ called over.
"Yeah, c'mon, it's easy!" Garcia told him, tugging on his shoulders gently, "Just pull me in and…"
"Spence, like this!" JJ called his attention and moved the lower half of her body in example, laughing as she did so.
"Yeah, just do what she did, except…" Garcia began.
"Alright, fine!" Reid shouted in exasperation, surprising both women as he pulled Garcia against himself and rolled his hips with unexpected fluidity. "Like that?"
Garcia blinked up at him from her position pulled flush against this body, still looking slightly shocked, before she began laughing. Reid relaxed his grip on her hips and blushed, though he was laughing a little as well. "I- sorry, I told you this wasn't a good idea…" He let go of Garcia completely this time.
"No… no…" Garcia got her giggles under control and grabbed his hands to place them back on her hips. "That was good! Wherever that came from, let's work with it."
Reid looked rather skeptical, but allowed himself to be further led into the land of club dancing.
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A/N: Okay, this thing has taken over! It started out as a oneshot and now it's going to have three chapters… this wasn't even supposed to be M-rated! …Ah, well. The next (and, hopefully, final) chapter will be up soon! And it will contain smut, so be prepared… Hope you're all enjoying so far!
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