Spencer was texting someone when she found the time to come to him again. She brushed her fingers against his back and waited for him to acknowledge her. He turned, coming face to face with Lila. She watched as his eyes fell to her lips, which were extremely close to his, before he moved away, embarrassed. "Sorry about that."

"Oh, I don't mind." She said, sitting on the chair of the couch. He merely blushed as a replay. He was the same Spencer Reid, that was for sure.

You want to get out of here?" She said, softly. So softly she was unsure if he heard her at first.

He licked his lips, a nervous little habit that she loved. She wondered if his female team mates did as well. He had always been playing with his lips, biting at him, sucking them in and the licking. The licking was the worse. It was the reason she had kissed him in that pool so many years ago. She had to figure out what was so good about his lips.

"What?" He said, matching her tone. It amused her somewhat, as if he was in some sort of trance. At least he wasn't giving her unneeded information.

"Do you want to get out of here. Go somewhere quieter where we can talk?"

He nodded before he frowned. "Can you... are you able to leave? I mean, all this is...for you.."

"There'll be more. Give me your hand."

He did so with a confused look on his face and she smiled, writing her address on his hand. She wrote the gate number under it.

"If you take a cab, get out and walk inside the gate. Don't give this to the cabbie or else, I'll have to move. You understand?"

It wasn't paranoia as much as it was aggravation. If the photographers could get into her private gate, it would make life slightly miserable.

She watched as he looked at his hand before looking back at her. She winked. "I'll get JJ to pick me up." He said, before looking back at his hand.

She kissed his cheek again before getting up. She had to make some last minute appearances to please her manager and then, hopefully, she could get away.

"I'll see you as soon as I can."

Criminal Minds || Still Watching

Spencer turned from the window to look at JJ.

"Any advice?"

She smiled, glancing at him for a second. "No swimming."

"I can't swim with my knee."

"I...Oh, Spencer, sometimes you're too clueless to be so smart."

Spencer looked at her for a moment before flushing. "Oh. Swimming. Because of the... I got you. Wait... what if she tries to kiss me again?"

JJ chuckled before pulling up to the house the GPS had lead her too. "Wow, she lives here? This is... nice."

"Nice is a way to explain it, certainly." He muttered staring up at the mansion. She had made quite a lot of money since their last meeting.

"The code, please?" JJ said, tearing him out his thoughts.

"0118." He said, still looking at the house. "You think she rents this one as well?"

JJ shrugged, pausing near the steps. "Did she give you a key?"

Spencer shook his head, canvassing the yard.

JJ stared at him. "So... how are you supposed to get in."

He showed her his hand, which she read out loud:

""Spare key is hidden. Use your profiling skills to find it. XO"

She laughed. "Well Good luck."

Spencer pouted. "You aren't going to help me?"

"I didn't sign up for a scavenger hunt. Plus, There's a lot of media attention to this case, Spence."

He nodded. "Thank you for picking me up."

"No problem, kiddo. Be yourself." She kissed his forehead.

He smiled. "See you later, JJ."

He got out of the car and watched as she left before walking around her yard. She had a garden. He wondered if she took care of it or had someone do it. He paused, seeing the red anemones. She still liked them after everything. That spoke about her.

"Okay, Spencer. Think. Where would a celebrity keep her spare key? It wouldn't be anywhere that would be normally used for spare keys due to the fact anyone would be able to find it. So..."

He looked down. She wouldn't put it one of those rocks, but what if she put it into something else. Something just as normal, but not a usual thing. In plain sight and yet still hidden. What would she hide it in. He leaned down looking down.

"Jesus, Spence. You look like you're about to fall over."

He balanced himself before turning around to see Lila. He frowned. He hadn't heard her drive up.

"You're pretty skilled on those things aren't you?" Lila asked, looking at him amused.

"I've used them a few times."

Lila looked at him, curiously, but didn't say anything about it. "So did you find the key?"

He looked around the key. "I have two hypothesizes."

Lila grinned. "Do tell."

"One is.. that you've hidden it in something that is unexpected. A sprinkler or... something similar."

"And two?"

He turned to look at her. "There is no spare key."

"And what do you think it is?"

He looked at her, looking over her face. "Depends. How much is your net worth?"

Lila raised an eyebrow. "Isn't that a little personal?"

Spencer shrugged.

"about 15 million."

"There's no key." Spencer shook his head. "There's no way you'd risk atleast 10 percent of 15 million."

Lila pouted. "You're no fun."

"So there is no key?"

Lila grinned. "No, there is a key."

Spencer frowned. "There is?"

Lila nodded and smiled at how confused he looked.

"Then where is it?"

"I'm not telling you."

He stared at her. "Why not?"

"Because 'there's no way I'd risk atleast 10 percent of 15 million." She winked. "So how about a cup of coffee?"

Criminal Minds || Still Watching

Lila sipped her tea as she looked at him.

"Your turn. What's happened to you since we last see each other?"

Spencer shifted in his seat. They had been talking about her for the last hour. She had really grown in success and yet, seemed to be the same person he had meet years ago. He licked his lips, looking at his cup of coffee.

"Well...there's been... I haven't been in any movies."

Lila rolled her eyes. "I have to admit. I Googled you some. I read about how one of your team mates got hurt a few months after we met."

"Elle, yeah. An Unsub shot her. She almost died, but everything worked out. We got the guy. My...mom actually helped us with that case."

"Your mom? Wow, all the Reid's are spectacular."

Spencer flushed. "No...I mean, My mom's great. Yeah, "definitely. She's the smartest woman I know, but I mean, ... She knew the guy."

"The paper said he was mentally unstable. Had been living in a...oh." Lila moved her hand to his good knee.

Spencer looked at her before down at her cup again. He didn't like talking about these things. Her thumb moved, comfortingly before she spoke again.

"After that, what happened?" She asked, not wanting to intrude.

"I got kidnapped."

Lila looked at him with a slight frown. "How about we talk about me again?" She teased.

Spencer gave her an embarrassed smile. "I'm sorry. I've been through some things these-"

She shook her head. "It doesn't matter." She smiled, playing with his hair. "Why did you grow your hair out?"

"You don't like it?" He asked, tucking a strand behind his hair.

"No, I do... It's... You look very sexy with it."

He flushed and she chuckled. "I just wonder if it's... It's just... is it you?"

Spencer looked at her. "What do you mean?"

"It's...chic. You kind of look like someone who... I don't know. I'm trying to profile and I suck."

He smiled. "I always had longer hair as a child. My mother let me 'express' my creativity. I cut it to be in dress code for the FBI."

Lila nodded. "Oh. Cool. Do you want to watch a movie or something?"

Spencer looked at his watch, it was almost two. He looked at her. "It's getting late, are you sure you want to start a movie?"

She looked up at the big clock and frowned. "Oh. You're here, working.. aren't you. I'm sorry, Spencer. You should..."

"No, I'm fine. I just...don't want you to..."

Lila smiled at him and he trailed off as her fingers moved against his neck. She pushed a few strands of hair behind his ear before running his fingers against his jaw. His tongue darted across his lips and she shook her head a little, the smile on her face getting bigger.

"Do you do that on purpose?"

"Do what?" He asked.

"Try and draw so much attention to your lips by licking them."

"I-" He stopped as her thumb moved across his bottom lip.

"If I kiss you again, are you going to tell me that it's due to transference?"

"I guess I-" He paused again as she covered his lips with two fingers.

He swallowed with some difficulty watching her. She was much more confident in her movements and what she wanted. After all these years, she was still attracted to him. She moved her hand away from his lips and leaned in. At the last second, Spencer moved back.

"Maybe we shouldn't."

She looked at him, confused. "What?"

He cleared his throat. "Maybe.. Maybe, I mean... Tomorrow, we could... we could actually go to dinner or... something and.. instead of just... I mean, this shouldn't be like last time."

She bit on her bottom lip, smiling at him. It made Spencer realize exactly what she was talking about though about how it draws attention to them. She had amazing lips.

"Are you asking me on a date, Spencer?"

"I..Yes. Yes, I am. But.. I really should be going now. I have to still look into our victim's relationships and -"

Lila's lips were on his before he could finish his sentence and his hands moved to her sides to keep himself balanced. He pulled away and looked at her. "What was that for?"

She blushed a little. "You looked so serious and...smart, I - I'm sorry."

"No, it's... it's.. I just wasn't expecting it."

"Right. and we decided not to..."

"Right." Spencer nodded, looking back at her lips. He leaned in and kissed her again, which she eagerly responded too. She pulled back, slightly, her lips barely touching his.

"We're still going out to dinner tomorrow, right?"

"Definitely." He said, before kissing her again.

"Good."