'I have to hurry, her foster dad might get to her place before I do,'
'No... What if she wants to kill me? Maybe I should turn back?'
'No, no, no... She wouldn't do that, I know it,' Spencer thought all at once, debating to himself if he should either protect Olivia from her foster father or not.
'I should, he will kill her if I don't do anything about it,' he thought as he pulled up into her driveway.
He took a deep sigh and unbuckled his seat belt. He opened the car door and closed it behind him, taking one more deep sigh. He started walking to her front door and when he was standing infront of it, he rang the doorbell. He waited. And waited. And waited. There was no answer and he started to worry. Was he too late? Or did she just fall asleep? Out of the corner of his eye he saw that the gate leading to the backyard was swinging open and closed. He slowly walked towards the gate and opened it just wide enough so that he could fit through without being too noticeable. He felt his heart beat racing, nervous to find what was the around the corner. He took in two deep breaths and pulled out his gun slowly. He raised it up and turned the corner ever so slowly to not make a sound and finally he saw a sight near the pool. The unsub? Olivia's cold, lifeless body? A fresh blood trail? What he saw made him lower his gun and slightly part his lips with awe. He saw Olivia standing by the pool edge in a bikini, drying herself off with a towel.
'Phew, she's safe,' Reid thought to himself as he stepped one foot forward to go walk towards her, but accidentally stepped on a twig.
The crisp snapping of the twig in the dead of night caught Olivia's attention, so she turned around quickly and screamed out of terror. Reid was confused for a second until he realized he was still holding his gun in his hand. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you like that," Reid said while putting his gun away, "I just saw that your back gate was open and I thought something happened," he explained.
Olivia sighed of relief. "That gate never stays closed and it's okay, it's not like I just suffered from an acute heart attack or anything," Olivia joked.
Reid had his puzzled face on. "That was a joke, right?" He asked.
"Yes, very much a joke," Olivia said.
She then walked over to her lawn chair to pick up her pink robe to put it on and then she looked back up to Reid, "Coming inside?" She asked while starting to walk to her back door.
"Yeah, of course," he said following right behind.
"Red or white wine?" She asked, taking two wine glasses from her cabinets.
"Umm, I'm kinda on the job still," he said.
"I'm not trying to get you pissed wasted, I'm offering you something to drink," she explained with a tiny laugh.
In the back of Reid's mind, he was thinking of how the victims had alcohol in their systems before they died, but soon he shook that thought from his head. "Whatever you're drinking I guess," he said.
"Red it is," she said, pouring a bottle of red wine into two glasses quarter of the way up.
She picked up both of them and handed one to Reid. "Here you go, Doctor."
Reid took it hesitantly. "Thank you," he said with a small smile.
"Why don't we go into the living room instead of standing up in the kitchen?" She asked.
"Sounds good," he agreed.
"Follow the leader than," she smirked and started to head to the living room.
When they got to the living room, Olivia sat down on her red couch and Reid sat down too. He noticed a pile of roses on the coffee table and he got an idea. He put down his glass and picked up a rose.
"Can I show you something real quick?" Reid asked Olivia.
She turned to face him. "Sure," she said with a smile.
Reid covered the top of the rose with both of his hands. "Okay, blow on the front of my hand, the top and the back," he instructed.
"Okay," she said and did what he said.
"Great and in three...Two...One," he moved his hands from the rose and revealed a rose with red and white pedals.
Olivia was in amazement. "That was so cool! I applaude to your magic trick skills," she marveled as she clapped.
Reid chuckled. "It was just a trick I learned a long time ago from the greats," he then gave the flower over to Olivia.
She took it with great joy in her eyes as a child getting candy. "I'm taking care of this one for a long time," she assured with a smile.
He smiled back while picking up his wine glass again. "It was nothing, really,"
"You must get a ton of girls with this trick," Olivia said.
"Actually, you're probably the first girl I've tried this on," he admitted.
Olivia smiled. "That right there makes this rose ten times as special as it already was than," she said.
"I'm a physical therapist by the way," she mentioned.
"I didn't men-"
"At the bar, you asked me, but we got interrupted," she explained.
"Right and that makes sense to why you knew about my knee and the proper terms," Reid pointed out.
"Yeah, I really enjoy my job," she began, "It's pretty fascinating and I get to help people which makes me happy," she continued.
'She couldn't be the unsub than if she likes helping people... There is some kind of twist to this' Reid thought and took another sip of his wine.
"Where did you get your degree from?" Reid asked.
"I went to Princeton and got it there," she said.
Reid was amazed. "Princeton is number one next to Harvard," he said.
"Yeah, I'm sort of brilliant as people would put it, not bragging or anything," she smirked.
"I think you're pretty brilliant," Reid commented.
"Pretty and brilliant," Olivia joked.
They both laughed and put their empty wine glasses on the table. "I like your protecting skills, I feel pretty safe and secure right now," Olivia said.
Reid looked at her. "I'm just doing my job," Reid explained.
"Is it a certified thing for your job to be drinking red wine and preforming magic tricks?" She asked.
"No, but it's not everyday I do magic tricks and drink red wine with a-," he cut himself off, "with a beautiful damsel," she continued with a smile and pushed her hair back with her left hand.
'A damsel? An unmarried woman... Doesn't wear her engagement ring anymore, I see,' Spencer thought as he looked at her ring finger on her left hand, but did not see an engagement ring, but something else.
"Why do you have a screw bolt nut instead of an engagement ring on your ring finger?" He asked curiously.
She looked at her ring finger and held it up with a smile. "It is my engagement ring," she laughed.
"Since he lost his job after he came out of jail, he couldn't really afford a proper engagement ring, but he really wanted to marry me so he proposed to me with a nut and I said yes," she explained.
Reid was in shock. "Wow, you guys must have been in love,"
"I don't know about that," she said.
"Huh? He didn't love you or you didn't love him,"
"I guess he was just infatuated with me 'cause we only knew each other for eight months,"
"Oh, did you even love him?"
Olivia paused and thought for awhile.
"If you're thinking about it, I'm guessing it's a no," Reid indicated.
"No, I did, but I don't think I would have been happy with him to be honest," she explained.
"Why?" Reid asked.
He was deeply interested in this conversation, but didn't know exactly why. He blamed the male testosterone for acting up after consuming alcohol.
"Alex told me after we had our first kiss, that when he kissed me, that it felt right to him to be with me because he felt that we had that sort of connection and the kiss proved it and that it proved that we could be in love," she started, "it wasn't logical, but it sort of made sense in a romantic way," she continued.
"I've never had that experience you're talking about yet, at least I don't think," Reid revealed.
"Don't worry, I've never had it either and I've been with about four different guys in my life," Olivia related with Reid.
Reid was in even more shock. How could someone be with more than one person through the years and not feel that connection? Then he thought about Morgan and it all made sense. Then he thought about himself and it made even more sense.
"Trusting someone with your heart could be a long dark road or a glimpse into the sun," Reid said.
"You have no idea," Olivia agreed.
"Had it broken a couple of times and I'm not sure if it could ever be fixed at this point," she explained.
Reid grabbed onto Olivia's shoulder. "I'm sure that there will be that guy that gives you all the reasons why to love again," Reid reassured her.
She gave Reid a big smile. "And I'm sure that there will be that girl that will make you understand why you've waited so long for love," she assured him.
Reid smiled. "Maybe,"
"Most definitely," she whispered as she placed her hand against his face.
Reid knew exactly what she wanted to do; finish what they left behind in the parking lot. He couldn't think of resisting her stained red, full lips, so he leaned in and so did she. They embraced in a passionate kiss. Olivia caressed her hand from his face down to his chest and Reid caressed his hand down from her shoulder which caused the sleeve of her robe to come down a bit.
'What am I doing? I'm kissing a potential unsub! I'm also on the job ! But, it feels sort of goo- NO! I have to stop!' he thought and soon pulled away.
"I'm so sorry, I don't know what got into me," he explained.
Olivia smiled. "Don't say sorry, I liked it, a lot," she commented.
"Oh, really? Umm, I mean, I don't know what I mean," he stumbled on his words.
Olivia giggled. "Loss of words?"
"Pretty much," Reid noticed a medium sized bruise on Olivia's upper arm on the back and he stared at it.
"What happened? How did you get that?" He asked.
Olivia looked where he was looking and saw the bruise.
"You're worthless! You can't even do what I ordered you to do! Do you want me to show you how you commit a crime again!?" Olivia's foster dad yelled at her.
"No, I don't want to do this anymore," she whispered.
"What was that!?" he yelled again.
"I don't want to do this anymore! You've taken everything of mine! I don't have any reason to help you with this fucked up plan of yours anymore!" She yelled back through tears.
"Oh really? Jacob isn't a priority? Do you really want your ex-fiancés son dead too after you told him that you wouldn't let that happen?" He asked.
Olivia went silent. He grabbed her arm with a mighty strength and pulled her close. "Don't try and use that big brain of yours to out smart me 'cause I will kill Jake and I will kill you next," he explained and threw Olivia on the ground of her kitchen floor.
"I fell down the stairs the other day," she lied, "I'm sort of clumsy," she continued.
Reid was skeptical about that. From the way she didn't make eye contact at all indicated to him that she was lying. She flashed a quick smile. "Don't worry, I'm fine," she assured him.
"Okay," that's all he could say without insisting a falsehood in that answer.
"What do you wanna do now?" She asked.
"Well, I'm here till five in the morning, so I guess we should sleep" Reid began.
"Are you trying to insist that we have sex?" Olivia asked.
"No! Of course not! No!" Reid said trying to defend himself.
Olivia laughed. "Don't worry, I know what kind of sleep you mean, but I'm not tired," she said.
"Well, I wasn't trying to put you to sleep or anything, I'm not a babysitter or anything," Reid said.
"How about we make out some more and have little talks in between? That's my kind of thing I like to do," she explained.
Reid had a little smile on. "Do you do this to everybody?" He asked.
"No, making out usually lead to sex, but I'm glad you're not like that," she said.
"Not like what?" He asked.
"A horny dog,"
"Um, thank you?"
"You're welcome," she said.
She motioned with her fingers for him to come closer. "Why don't we start now?"
She tempted him with a smile and a bite of her lip. How could he resist? They soon embraced each other with another kiss and talked a bit after as Olivia suggested. This went on through the night and the thoughts that Reid had about Olivia stayed far back in his mind as possible for the night.