Reaching her door Jessica paused, she was in no rush to end tonight, or more precisely to let go of Spencer's hand. Turning to face him she looked up at him. "If you're not on a case next Friday, would like to have dinner, here?"

"That-" Clearing his throat he nodded. "That would be nice." Jessica let out a sigh of relief and stared up at Spencer. Looking into his brown eyes she felt like she could see the wheels of his mind turning. Not surprising with how intelligent he was, but it fascinated her. She wished she could just look into it and see all the wonderful things that must go on in there.

Spencer tilted his head to the side. "What are you thinking about?" His voice was soft just above a whisper.

"How brilliant you are." Spencer's mouth twitched into a half smile and a pink tinge appeared on his cheeks. "Now don't pretend you've never heard that before." Instead of answering he lent in and brushed his lips against hers. Once again her breath caught in her throat, scared that if she breathed out the softness she could feel on her lips would disappear. When he broke the kiss Jessica stared at him. There was being a gentleman and there was being a tease and Spencer Reid was a tormentor. Turning towards her door she unlocked the door and turned back towards him. "You're coming in for a coffee, no buts."

Spencer followed her inside and made himself comfortable. Hanging up her bag and jacket Jessica glanced over at him. He'd been pretty quite since leaving the film, hardly saying anything on the way home. "Are you ok?" Walking over to the sofa she sat down next to him. "I don't think I've ever heard you so quite." She smiled as he frowned at her choice of wording, well at least he was himself inside that head of his.

"You can't hear-"

"There he is."

"I've had things on my mind."

"Fair enough. Would you like some coffee with your cup of sugar?" She smiled at her usual joke when referring to how much sugar he had in his coffee. As she got up to stand she felt him pull her back down towards him, suddenly his lips where back on hers and this time she took control. Weaving her fingers into his thick hair she pulled herself closer, this kiss was not going to end anytime soon. Every ounce of her had waited so long for this moment. She felt his hands sliding down her back and even through the jumper her skin tingled.

All the fantasies she had involving him came to mind , combined with the lust that had been building up and how amazing this moment felt a low moan escaped her. Once again Spencer broke the kiss, leaving Jessica short of breath. His gaze was questioning. "Don't…you…dare. Ask if I'm ok. " Resting her forehead against his, Jessica ran her hands down the side of his face, down his neck and onto his shoulders. Jessica desperately wanted to get her hands on him, it was like having a present you couldn't unwrap.

Jessica felt Spencer's hands move once again and closed her eyes as they passed over her bottom. and came to rest on the back of her thighs. "Oh Spencer…" Her voice was husky as she breathed his name into his ear. Running her hand over his chest and down his torso she slipped it under his t-shirt, eager to feel his bare skin against hers. Pressing her lips against his, Jessica ran her hand up his bare chest and hummed as a shiver of pleasure ran down her spine.

"Yay! Finally!" Jessica sat up straight when she heard Daphne. Without turning around she knew her cousin was drunk. "Jess and her little weirdo are getting it on." Spinning round to face her cousin Jessica discovered Daphne slumped against her boyfriend, both clearly the worse for wear.

"Michael shut her up!" It was too late though, Jessica could feel Spencer distancing himself from her.

"Pst you need to take her jeans off." Michael smirked while Daphne giggled, they began to stagger towards her room, with Jessica staring after them in horror.

"Spencer, I'm so-" She watched as he stood up, face red with embarrassment and moved towards the door. "Don't go, please." Her voice came out in a whine and tears began to form in her eyes. Not because of the interruption but because it was so very clear how uncomfortable Spencer now felt. Without looking at her he said he'd see her Friday and left. Jessica stared at the closed door for a moment before standing up and marching to Daphne's door.

"Daphne! Daphne! Open this door!" Jessica rattled the handle knowing it was locked. Her cousin ignored her, in a rage Jessica kicked the door. "Fine! You know what? You stay in there with that idiot! I'll save this for tomorrow when you will actually remember me tearing you a new one, and your head is pounding from the hangover. Bitch!" Banging her fist against the door Jessica went to her own room.

Turning her head towards her bedside table Jessica sighed as she saw the time. It was 5 o'clock and she was yet to fall asleep. Rolling onto her side she huffed in frustration. She was still to angry to be able to sleep. Throwing the covers back she got up and decided now was as good as time to any to confront Daphne. Leaving her room Jessica slammed her bedroom door as hard as possible. She was going to make as much noise as possible. Slamming the bathroom door she turned on the radio and turned up the volume. Everything that made a noise did so. Once she was done she tied up her hair and went into the kitchen. Opening and closing cupboards she slammed each one closed. Even though she was having cereal she banged around in the saucepan cupboard. The more time that passed the louder she got. Taking her breakfast she turned on the telly and turned up the volume.

She was halfway throw her breakfast when she saw a hand grab the TV remote and turn the TV off. Looking up Jessica found Daphne with a hand on her forehead.

"I was watching that."

"What the hell is your problem?" Daphne threw down the remote and stared at Jessica.

"You!" Putting her bowl down Jessica stood up and glared at her cousin, who until last night had always been her best friend. "You came in and-"

"Seriously? Jess you're throwing a wobbler because we caught you at it?" Shaking her head Daphne hissed. "My heads killing me so if you're quite finished, I'm going back to bed."

"No you're not!" Grabbing Daphne's arm she held her in her place. "You humiliated him, in fact I don't know if that was the problem seeing as he left!"

"Big deal, you didn't get laid. At least you know he's consistent."

"This is not about sex, this is about how you spoke to him! You called him weird! In front of him, then you laughed and walked off. You acted like some drunk…cheap, whore!"

"Oh grow up. Clearly it is about the fact I got some and you didn't or you wouldn't of used the 'w' word. Now stop shouting."

"I can assure you I am not pissed about the fact you had the company of that idiot. He's thicker than two planks of wood!"

"Oh here we go, you're dating some smart arse so now you think you're better than everyone else. Oh no, correction, you're not dating him. Why the hell are you so bothered about him? Clearly he's gay and you're just a cover. It would explain a -" Jessica didn't remember doing it but she felt the sharp sting of her palm and glared at Daphne as she clutched her face. It might of taken them both by surprise but they both knew what would happen next, they'd fought like this before.

Daphne was always the quicker one and before Jessica could move they toppled to the floor. In the struggle curse words and insults were thrown about. Managing to roll Daphne onto her back Jessica got thrown against the coffee table. She received a slap to the mouth and hit Daphne back. The fight moved onto the hair pulling stage and the two women ended up on their sides. Bringing their feet into it they didn't hear the voice telling them to stop. Jessica was in the process of pinching Daphne and telling her that Spencer wasn't weird when she felt someone grab her ankles and drag her away. Her instinct to kick herself free kicked in until she saw who had her.

"How did you get in?" Spencer stood over her in pyjamas, still holding her ankles. Letting go he rubbed his leg and pointed to Michael who was helping Daphne up. Getting up Jessica glared over at her cousin.

"I got woken up at ten past five. Then I heard the shouting and then the screams. So I thought I should come over."

"It's her fault!" Daphne squared her shoulders.

"No, you caused this." Jessica hissed back. She felt Spencer hold her back.

"You were the one slamming all the doors just because you didn't get any!"

"No! It's because of the way you spoke to Spencer."

"Actually I was talking to Michael about both of you."

"Shouldn't of wasted your time, he has the brain of a gold fish."

"I've had enough of you, get out! I wish I'd never invited you here!"

"Oh trust me, all the money in the world couldn't make me stay!" Storming to her room Jessica pulled her suitcase out from under her bed. She heard the door close as she began throwing clothes into her case.

"No ones ever got in a fight over me before." Spencer sat down on her bed and watched as she continued to pack. "Jess?"

Hearing him say her name she looked up at him. "She should of said sorry to you."

"I've been called worse. I graduated high school at twelve."

"You didn't look ok with it last night."

"I was more embarrassed about being caught on the sofa like some adolescent. You should talk to your cousin, where are you going to stay?"

"I saved up before I came over. I had enough for a place of my own then and I have more now. I'll find a cheap hotel till I find a place-" There was a knock on the door. "Go away!"

"Come in." Spencer stood up and moved towards the door. Daphne came in and looked over at Jessica.

"You're packing?"

"You kicked me out."

"I've kicked you out loads of times. My bedroom when we were six. The tree house when we were ten. My car when we were sixteen…You've never listened to me before."

"I'm going to leave-" Spencer moved around Daphne but she put her arm out to stop him.

"No, please I owe you an apology." Jessica stopped what she was doing and looked at Daphne. "I lived here for five years and you were just the 'weird guy' but I never bothered to get to know you. Jess did and she's constantly telling me off for it, but in my defence I don't mean it in a bad way. It's like a pet name. I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable and ruined anything."

"Thanks."

Jessica smiled slightly. "That's the worst apology I've ever heard, but thank you." Walking over to Daphne she put her arms around her cousin. "How's your face?"

"Called in sick, you should to, you've got good though." Letting Jessica go she made for the door. "Seeing as we'll both be off today, fancy dinner out? Just us?"

"Sounds great." Daphne left, leaving Jessica and Spencer alone again.

"Well I really should get back, as my alarm will be going off…"

"I really am sorry about last night."

"I'm not." Spencer smiled a devilish grin which he didn't do that often before leaving. Jessica alone again wondering what part he was referring to.