Walking up the hall towards her apartment Jessica glanced at Spencer's door. She smiled as she unlocked her door, things were going good, slowly, painfully slowly but it was worth it. She was sure of it. Being able to sit by him and talk to him was amazing. He was so interesting, plus he was just a lovely person, sweet and kind. They were now TV buddies, she wasn't as interested in watching Star Trek and the original Doctor Who's but they were watchable and the company was what she was there for. Even if things did not turn out how she wanted them to, she will have gained a great friend.

She had barely taken her shoes off when there was a knock on the door. She felt herself getting hopeful that he would be on the other side. Though no doubt it would be someone else. Opening the door a smile spread across her face as she found Spencer standing there. "Hey Spency." She knew he hated it but the look on his face when he showed displeasure at something was just to perfect to miss. Every facial expression of his sent shivers down her spine and she liked testing to see what comments would cause which expressions.

"You're doing that on purpose."

"May-be…" She drew out slowly smiling at him cheekily, she wanted him to know that she was only playing with him. "So what can I do for you?"

"It's movie night and I'm meeting them in a bit and wondered if…You wanted to join us?"

She knew that 'we' meant his work mates. It was beginning to feel like trying to get into a relationship with this wonderful man was like applying for a job. Maybe this meant she had passed the first round and was now onto the Fitting In round. "Sounds great have I got time to change?" When she said changed she meant shower, hair, make up, arrange an outfit.

"I'm leaving in a hour."

"Great that's more than enough time. See you then." Closing the door she stared around the apartment. "Holy crap. A hour? A hour?" Rushing towards the bathroom she grabbed the home phone, and speed dialled Daphne's mobile. Turning the taps on and throwing the plug in Jessica hurried to her bedroom.

"Hello?"

"Spencer has invited me to see a film with him and his friends what do I wear I have a hour how am I going to be ready in time?"

"Firstly breath, and throw some full stops in there. Now what message do you want to send?"

"Please sleep with me. Please, pretty please. Or does that sound too desperate?"

"Sweetie you are desperate. Talk me through what you have."

"Work skirts. Work dresses. Day dresses. Night dresses. Pick up dresses. Work suits. Work trousers. Trousers. Jeans. I have a hour!"

"Anything with 'work' in front of it, ditch. So that leaves you with dresses, trousers and jeans. What are the chances of your message getting through to him?"

"Well it hasn't yet so I'd go with nil."

"Jeans, have you got the tight ones to hand, that you tuck into them black boots."

"Er…" Pulling her clothes out of her draw she found the pair her cousin was talking about. "Got them! Thanks, I know exactly what to put with them. Cheers Daph."

"Good luck!" Throwing the phone down onto the bed, Jessica grabbed her favourite roll neck jumper. The whole outfit would be tight fitting, but nothing would be on show. Running to the bathroom she turned off the taps. She didn't have time to enjoy it, undressing she climbed in. Ten minutes later she was wrapping a towel around her body. Grabbing a second one she began drying her hair. Checking the time she saw she wouldn't have time to straighten it.

Entering her bedroom she grabbed the first set of underwear to hand. It was a bit too fancy considering she knew it would not see the light of day but none of her regular bits matched, and what if she got hit by a bus? Dressing she quickly blow-dried her hair to tame it somewhat. She threw on a thin layer of make-up, enough to show she had put effort in but not too much. She had just pulled on her boots when there was a knock on the door. Jumping up she grabbed a hair clip and hurried to the door. Sliding the clip into place she opened the door to find Spencer, now wearing a t-shirt and blazer, she liked the casual look on him.

He stared at her for a moment before smiling at her. "Ready?"

"Of course." She tried sounding casual and not like she had been racing the clock. "I'll just grab my coat." She had left her bag and jacket in her room intentionally. Hopefully he would not be able to not watch her walk away. She couldn't believe she had needed to ask Daphne for help on the outfit, now that she was wearing it, it seemed the obvious choice, she felt so confident in it she knew that tonight she could pull sexy off.

Twenty minutes later they joined Garcia, Morgan, Prentiss and JJ.

"Wow, our bookworms scrub up well." Morgan winked as Garcia playfully smacked him. Spencer ignored the comment and after getting Jessica's drink order went to get them. Sliding into a seat Jessica smiled at Morgan. "I don't know his excuse but I have to dress like I'm fifty, anything younger is considered pornographic in a library."

They laughed and then Garcia leant forward. "So is this a date?"

"Oh please. I could dance naked with a tea cosy on my head and it wouldn't be a date."

"Our resident genius likes to take things slow. He's so into you though." Put in Morgan.

"Into me? If this is him being into someone what does he do when he doesn't like them? Put a bullet between their eyes?"

JJ smiled. "No he doesn't invite them to his Halloween party or out with us."

Jessica could not lie, knowing that Spencer did not bring random girls to these nights did make her feel more confident. Maybe they were right and he was just going slowly. Hopefully he'd find the fast forward switch soon. Spencer returned with their drinks and sat opposite her.

"We're going to see one of the new horror films. A few have come out so we're going to choose once we get there." Garcia pulled a face. "Because we don't see enough blood and gore."

Spencer looked at Jessica over his drink. "Is that ok?"

"As long as I can hide behind you during the scary bits, I'm es-fine. I'm completely fine with that." Spencer beamed at her and Jessica watched as his cheeks started to turn pink, had she just made him blush? She smiled back hoping she covered her choice of wording well enough.

The blond walked slowly towards the French doors that lead out to a dark back garden. Suddenly the lights in the house went out. She spun round and a dark figure moved past the window.

Huddled up to Spencer's arm, Jessica only had one eye on the screen. "Are people getting murdered in their homes by crazies really as common as films and TV shows make out?" She whispered in his ear. Spencer was silent for a moment.

"No."

"Spencer? Thanks for lying."

The blond slowly pulled the handle and opened the door. Stepping out into the garden she looked out into the darkness. "Hello?" Somewhere a twig snapped causing the blond to look to her left. Seeing nothing she turned to go back inside and saw a dark figure standing in the bushes to her right. Screaming she ran into house, chased by the psycho. The figure lunged at her with a knife.

Jumping in her seat Jessica instinctively grabbed Spencer's hand and hid her face in his shoulder. She watched as the blond ran through the kitchen and grabbed a knife. She felt Spencer let go of her hand once the scary bit passed.

"I would of grabbed the lamp. It looks heavy and I wouldn't have to get as close to him to bash his brains out." She whispered, in the darkness she saw a smile spread across his face.

"Remind me never to surprise you in the dark." He whispered back not taking his eyes off of the screen. The blonds screams filled the movie theatre and Jessica tried to shrink further into Spencer. As she began to peep past his arm she felt his long fingers curl around her hand, she waited for him to let go but it never came, leaving her hand in his she smiled, afraid that if she squeezed it he would remember and separate their palms.

To her delight he kept a hold of her hand through the whole of the film. She couldn't believe how giddy she felt, knowing that the warm hand holding hers belonged to the gorgeous Dr Reid. Granted it didn't mean they were a item but surely it was a sign that he felt something? Leaving the theatre Spencer let go of her hand, hurrying forward he opened the door for her. She sailed through thanking him and stopped to wait for him as he kept it open for the other three ladies, he was such a gentleman.

Her hand felt cold and lonely now that he was no longer holding it, guessing that he would not want to hold it again in front of his friends she struck up a conversation with the girls. As they walked along the street she felt him brush her left arm and then soft fingertips brushed her palm. She felt his fingers slide between her own and her breath caught in her throat. Garcia and JJ were talking but Prentiss noticed. Jessica pretended not to notice as Prentiss leaned back slightly to see what had cause Jessica's catch of breath. Jessica could tell by her face that Prentiss had spotted it, Jessica smiled at her. Prentiss nudged Morgan, sensing that they'd want to bring JJ and Garcia into the loop Jessica turned to face Spencer. Squeezing his hand gently she smiled up at him, wanting him to know how happy she was.

By the time Jessica turned back to the other four they all had that knowing smile on their face, she smiled to herself. "Who's up for Karaoke?" Asked Garcia.

"I'm going to head home, I have work in the morning. Thanks for a great evening." Jessica was sorry that she would have to let go of Spencer's hand but she was already beginning to feel tired. "Thanks for inviting me Spencer."

The look of surprise on Spencer's face was evident, he kept hold of her hand. "I live next door to you, I'm not letting you go back alone." Turning to his friends he waved with his free hand.

"Really, I don't want to ruin your evening."

"Trust me Reid not doing Karaoke is saving the night." Teased Morgan.

"Trust me, I'd rather see you safely home than listen to Morgan howling like a alley cat." Saying their goodbyes, Jessica and Spencer headed towards home, Jessica trying to not look too pleased while how the evening was turning out.