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I DO NOT OWN CRIMINAL MINDS!

Spencer glanced at his work papers and sighed. He could have finished all these papers an hour ago if it weren't for the fact that all he could think about was this one girl. This one girl who, apparently, is soon to be Agent Hotchner's new paid Intern in the course of 2 days. He sighed and banged his head against his desk and groaned. This was hell.

"Hey man, do you mind? You're killing my mood." Morgan said as he passed Reid's desk to his own. Morgan realized how much this first encounter means to the kid, so he decided not to press his buttons for next few days. That didn't mean he couldn't ask him to lighten up. Reid's miserable mood even got to him, and that wouldn't do.

"Hey kid, want some coffee?" Came out of his mouth, but a as a response, Spencer gave him a blank look. This was going to be harder then understanding Spencer's bad jokes. Sadly, that was already enough work.

Stella Smoothed out her black skirt and waited for the elevator to ding so that she could see her new work environment. She had called Agent Hotchner an hour in advance so that he could see her and if possible, start some of the work. She was a workaholic and starting off at an early seemed to be easier. Maybe she might even get the hang of the paperwork style sooner than anyone might expect.

As the metallic doors opened and she stepped out, looking around area for anyone who might know where Arron's Office might be. She saw two men walking towards her, and they seemed to be arguing with each other.

"That wasn't cool at all Morgan, you were invading my personal space!" said a very cute young man. A slight blush ran across her pail cheeks as she watched the man walk over. She needed to say something. Anything! Why wouldn't the words come out?

"Pecan Pie!" She said as she as she took a step towards the two men. She then realized what had came out of her mouth and her face turned a bright pink as the two men stopped talking and just gazed at her. They just stared till the very handsome African American man smiled and taped the cute one forward.

"H- Hello! M-my name is Dr. Spencer R-Reid, Eh I- I mean Spencer. You don't have to call me doctor?" Said the Cute one apparently named Spencer. Stella smiled a very cute toothy smile and shook his hand. He was getting cuter every second.

"Hello. My name's Stella Underwood. I'm the new intern here. It's a pleasure to meet you. .." She said as she gazed at the young man. His eyes were dark and his face was lean but all of it held its own certain charm. She found herself staring for too long. "Oh! What's your name?" she said as she looked at the handsome one. Derek smiled and took her hand in his and kissed the top of her knuckle.

"My name is Derek Morgan, but you can just call me Hot Stuff." He said and let go of her hand. Instead of blushing twenty different colors like any other girl would, Stella smiled and did a small curtsy. "It's a pleasure to meet you Hot Stuff." She said as she crossed her arms in front of her. Derek already knew he would like her.

"I was wondering if you two happen to know where I might find Aaron Hotcher's office. I need to fill out a few paper works." She said as pushed a piece of her hair behind her ear. God was this embarrassing. Derek laughed and Spencer looked down to his feet. This wasn't happening to him. The girl he had spoken to for the last 4 months was right here, in front of him! He knew well that he already made a goofy impression by shuttering almost all his words in his first introduction. He thought that she may have already labeled him as a Guy-who-stutters-a-lot. 'So stupid…' he said to himself.

"Yeah, he's our supervisor. I'm sure Spencer here would be glad to show you around to his office." said Morgan. Spencer looked at Morgan with a horrified expression. What was he doing to him? Morgan knew he was already tongue tied, so how could he just offer him to her as if it was nothing? "I'm going to kill you…" He whispered to Morgan. Morgan Just smiled in response and walked to the elevator. "I'm sorry little lady. I have to feed and walk my dog. Maybe next time I could take you out to a cup of coffee." He said as he stepped into the box.

"I'm going to hold you to that! You might even pay for me." Stella said in response. Morgan just smiled and chuckled softly as the doors shut close. Stella then looked at Spencer and waited for him to make the first move. 'oh damn…" he said to himself and he turned around and began to walk forward to the bull pen.

'Maybe he doesn't like me…' she said to herself as she followed him. The silence was choking her and she groaned, alarming Spencer. "Oh dear, I'm sorry. I'm just not good with silence." she said as she began fiddling with her heart shaped locket. Letters began to fill Spencer's mind as he recalled her saying something like that.

"Blup Blup Blup Blup Blup Blup"

"Blup is not a word S.N. What are you doing?"

"I am looking at my fishies! They are my life and joy ^-^"

"… Why?"

"Because D.S.R., even if my whole house was silent; my fish make a sort of Blup Blup sound. I think it was fitting for my apartment."

"Fish don't make sounds S.N. The sound you're hearing is the fish taking O2 from the H2o."

"...…"

"The sound is like you blowing air bubbles in the water."

"...….."

"There are about 40 known species of the flying fish, which is a fish with thin wings. These wings allow it to jump and glide in a way that it seems like it is flying, but in fact it is not."

"…....."

"The flying fish is capable of continuing its flight; they have been recorded stretching out their flights with consecutive glides spanning distances up to 1,312 feet (400 meters)! Interesting right?"

"You are soooo lucky I found that intriguing."

"Why?"

"Because normal people would have stopped talking to you a long time ago if you had told them that."

"Ouch?"

"Joke D.S.R."

Spencer smiled at Stella and grabbed hold of the leather sash of his bag. "I don't mind. Your welcomed to hum the silence away, I won't bite." Spencer said. In his mind he was silently thank himself for not saying anything stupid. From the look Stella had given him, his reply was nearly perfect. 'Maybe she doesn't think I'm a freak…" He said to himself as he positioned himself next to Hotch's office.

"Here we are. Knock before you enter though. Hotch's look bites. But hypothetically of course. I'm not saying he's going to bite you just that his look could be –"Spencer began but was silenced when Stella gave him a warming smile. Spencer backed up to the stairs, ready to dash out of the area.

"Thanks for the head's up. It was nice meeting you Spencer." Stella said as she turned around to knock on the door. "You're welcome…" Spencer mumbled and hurried off. He had just met the girl of his dreams, and he ran away. How more pathetic could he look?

But thankfully, Stella thought he was just too cute.

"Knock Knock"

"Come in"