Author's Note: So I gotten a few messages since the last update asking if I plan on have Allison stay with Shawn her senior year. The answer to that is, maybe.
When Reid walked into the mummy exhibit, he quickly spotted Allison standing next to that guy, Shawn who was holding hands with a woman. Probably the one he called earlier
Shawn appeared to be having a conversation with the other guy named, Gus, who was at the entrance of the exhibit
"Seriously, dude," Shawn asked looking at his friend.
"I don't want to get cursed," Gus replied.
"The mummy won't even be on display in here for at least for another month. There's nothing in here but artifacts," Shawn explained.
"Promise," Gus asked.
"Have I ever lied to you," Shawn asked in return.
"Yes," Gus replied.
"You seriously believe in curses," Allison asked stepping into the conversation.
"Yes," Gus replied.
"They're not real," Allison stated.
"How do you know," Gus asked.
"Because I've seen at least five different mummies on display in the Las Vegas Natural History Museum and I haven't been cursed. No one has been, nor have there been any reports of 'cursing'," Allison explained.
"Why should I believe you," Gus asked. "You're just someone we met fifteen minutes ago."
"I'm telling you to believe me. I'm just telling you what I know," Allison stated.
"What could you possibly know," Gus asked. "You're a kid."
"I'm a teenager," Allison corrected. "Besides the only way you could get cursed is if the mummy woke up and cursed in some ancient langauge. Which won't because there is no freakin' mummy."
"How do I know you're not just some random kid off the street that Shawn is paying to say these thing," Gus asked.
"Oh, please, Gus. I would not stoop so low to get you to just walk into the exhibit," Shawn defended
Reid watched the argument for as long as he could, without being seen and decided to make his presence known
"Allison is right. The mummy has to wake up in order to curse you, and it has to be in here," Reid interjected walking past Gus.
"Prove it," Gus challenged.
"I can't," Reid replied. "But I can tell you that I have an IQ of 187, so I think I know what I'm talking"
Everyone but, Allison, stared at Reid, wondering if he was lying or not.
"Anyone to verify that you have that high an IQ," Gus asked
"The team I work with, Allison, and my mom," Reid replied.
"Team," Gus asked.
"I work with a team of profilers, who catch criminals all over the country," Reid replied.
"Oh you're a FBI agent," the woman stated.
Reid looked at the woman and said, "Behavioral Analysis Unit."
"Which team," the woman asked clearly interested.
"A Team, in other words the go-to team for all sorts of case," Reid replied.
"Is it true that David Rossi came back," the woman asked.
"Jules, I'm pretty sure that information is classified. Leave the poor man alone," Shawn interrupted.
"Right," the woman said. "I'm sorry Mr."
"Dr. Spencer Reid," Reid replied
"Juliet O'Hara," the woman replied.
"Now if the Nerd Fest and introductions are over. Gus will you get here and enjoy this Asian history," Shawn said, looking at his friend.
"It's Egyptian," Gus said taking a few cautious steps in to the room.
"I've heard it both ways," Shawn replied.
"No you haven't," Gus said.
While the group looked at the exhibit, Allison and Gus kept going back and forth about the facts of each artifact.
"How come they have to know so much history," Juliet complained.
"Allison loves anything with a history behind it," Reid stated.
"Gus watches the History Channel everyday," Shawn stated.
"Do they have to argue though," Juliet asked.
"It's fun to have someone smarter than Gus around for once, so he knows how it feels to have someone always know everything about everything," Shawn added.
"Is your daughter a genius, Dr. Reid," Juliet asked.
"Not quite. She has an above average IQ though, 115," Reid replied.
"Impressive," Juliet stated.
"And Gus' is normal," Shawn stated. "So she truly is smarter than him. Who wants to tell him?"
"Once Allison gets tired of competing with him, she'll tell him," Reid stated.
"How long will that take," Juliet asked.
Reid looked at his daughter, who was pointing out the facts of why Egyptians mummified cats the same way they did humans and said, "Soon, I hope."
"You guys just want move on and let them work out their problems in here," Shawn suggested.
"You two go. I'll stay here and make sure things don't get to physical," Juliet replied. "It looks like it might be headed that way."
"Sounds like a good idea. When their done come find us before they start an argument about about the first refrigerator," Shawn said.
With that statement Reid and Shawn left the exhibit.
Juliet watched the two men go and decided to put an end to bickering between Allison and Gus.
"You two stop it," Juliet said stepping between the two. "Gus, Allison is smarter, so just deal with it."
"There's no way she's smarter. She only a teenager," Gus stated.
"Correction, I'm a teenager with an IQ of 115," Allison pointed out.
"Yeah right," Gus said as he turned and walked out of the exhibit.
"He probably can't stand being outsmarted," Allison thought aloud.
"Most people can't," Juliet stated. "Come on, Dr. Reid and Shawn are waiting for us."
One hour later:
After finishing at the museum the group parted. Shawn, Juliet and Gus went one way and Allison and Reid went a different way.
"What do you want for lunch," Reid asked.
"Red Robin," Allison replied. "Every time I came down here with Grandma, she would take me to there."
While waiting for their food to come, Allison was on her phone.
"Who are you texting," Reid asked after watching his daughter for a few minutes.
"I'm just replying to the 'Happy Birthday's' I got on Facebook. Twenty so far," Allison replied.
"That's a lot," Reid pointed out.
"That barely makes a blimp on my page. I have 546 friends on here," Allison explained.
"Do you know them all," Reid asked.
"A good many of them. About ninety-five percent of them are roleplayers. The rest are just people I know," Allison explained further.
"Roleplayers," Reid asked.
"Roleplayers are people who pretend to be characters from TV shows such as LA Crime. It's basically fanfiction come to life," Allison described.
"Are you a roleplayer," Reid asked.
"No," Allison replied. "To much drama."
At that moment their lunch arrived and they ate in silence.
Four hours later, 5:15 PM:
Reid drove the rental car in the parking lot outside of the what appeared to be building that hasn't been used in quite some time.
"What are we doing here," Allison asked.
"Well remember when that Shawn fellow said, you were going to get a great treat today and that he was sworn to secrecy," Reid asked in return.
"Yeah, so," Allison replied.
"Well in that building is a birthday party ready for you," Reid stated.
"Party," Allison asked.
"Yeah," Reid confirmed. "Why is something wrong?"
"No. It's just that I've never had or been to a party," Allison replied.
"Well now you're going to one, and it's yours," Reid said, with a smile.
Reid and Allison walked into the building only to be greeted by the team, and a few teenagers shouting, "Happy Birthday."
Allison stared at everyone in the room, feeling overwhelmed.
Garcia, walked over to Allison and said, "Happy Birthday, sweetie."
"Thanks, Pen," Allison said, before walking out of the building and sitting on a bench.
Everyone stared at Reid, wondering what happened.
Reid just shrugged and went after his daughter.
Allison sat on the bench trying to calm her nerves, when her dad came out.
"You okay," Reid asked sitting down next to her.
"Yeah, jut got overwhelmed. I'll be fine," Allison replied.
"You sure," Reid asked.
"Yeah. I'll go back in a few minutes. I just need to be alone right now," Allison answered.
Reid didn't say anything else, he jut nodded, got up and went back into the office.
True to her word, Allison walked back in after a few minutes to herself.
Before she could even apologize for running out, Morgan stopped her.
"You have no reason to apologize. Just enjoy the party," Morgan said handing her a glass filled with soda.
The party lasted until eleven o'clock, or at least until Allison fell asleep at a table.