Garcia sat in her office, muttering to herself, willing her phone to ring so that the sound of work would take her mind off of Luke Alvez.
"Ugh", she said aloud, exasperated with the whole idea of her and Luke. She went back to her computers screens, oblivious that her office door was opening.
"You're not even that cute anyway", she said under her breath and then wheeled around suddenly, hearing her door close.
Rossi saw Luke emerge from the area of Garcia's lair and smiled to himself. "So there is something", he said to himself. He watched Luke head to his desk and then went back to his office, ready to hatch his plan.
A text went out to the team in five minutes tops.
"Dinner at my place. 7pm. Don't be late."
Reid stared at the text for a while, lamenting on whether or not to go. He didn't feel like any company this evening. He just wanted to go home and sit alone, in his silence, surrounded by his books…
"Excuse me?"
Reid spun around in his chair and lost his thought process momentarily. A kinda short, (he'd guess about 5'6) woman with full hips, and pretty much full everything stood just feet away from him. Short, curly brown hair and mocha skin to match, she was intoxicatingly beautiful. Nope, not beautiful. Stunning. She was stunning. And she smelled like strawberries.
"Excuse me?" she said again. "Can you help me?"
"Uh", Reid said slowly. "Sure. What can I do for you?"
"I need to see a miss, (she looked down at the paper in her hand) Emily Prentiss. Can you direct me?" She kept looking at the paper.
"Yeah, she's up the stairs on your left." Reid said. She thanked him quickly and turned to walk away. When he looked up, she was already across the bullpen and to the stairs. He had to jog to catch up with her.
"Wait", he said, wondering where this assuredness was coming from. "What's your name?"
She smiled and Reid's heart melted. "Vivian. Vivian Reed."
Prentiss walked out her door and watched the scene unfold before her eyes. Reid was talking to Vivian Reed, the newest secretary for the BAU. Although she didn't know it yet. Emily was still waiting for Vivian to make it to her office so she could tell her.
Her heart smiled at the woman and Reid interacting. Oh, she thought to herself. This might get confusing. Reed, Reid.
"You're kidding!" Reid said, a bit too excitedly. "That's my last name too!"
"How do you spell it?" she asked, her head tilted to the side. Reid thought it was the cutest thing he'd ever seen. She was wearing a tan skirt, a white button up shirt that straining against her full chest and a tan cardigan, bloused out at the stomach to hide the fact that she had a stomach. Didn't matter to him. He actually preferred his woman to have meat on her. Better hugs, better everything…
"Earth to Mr. Reid?" Vivian said, giggling a bit. Wow, he thought. Even her giggle is cute…
She waved her hand in front of his face and he blinked. "Sorry, Vivian", Reid started.
"Vi is fine. My mother calls me Vivian", Vi said.
"Vi", Reid repeated. "Mine is R-E-I-D."
"Oh", Vi answered . "I'm, R-E-E-D."
"Funny", Reid said, smiling. "Neither of us has red hair." He waited. This would be a sign for sure. If she knew…
"Ms. Reed", Emily said, calling attention to herself.