Author's Note: Hi. I don't have much to say today. I'm gonna hang out with my sister tonight and I am looking forward to the latest Elementary. It's the only other show I watch religiously and dude that plays Sherlock is hot in my kinda way. Enjoy today's chapter.
Disclaimer: "Honestly, it's not mine!"
"So, you're a genius, huh?" Captain Flora Martinez asked as they crossed the Golden Gate Bridge.
"I've been referred as one over the years but I really don't agree. I may have book smarts but when it comes to life, I can do some pretty awkward or just plain stupid things."
"You and everyone else, Doc. So, I'm just gonna get to the real: You're smart. You're sweet. You're competent. You're fine as wine and I like you. You seeing anyone right now?"
"No, but there is someone I'm interested in." he replied without thinking, making Morgan and JJ look at him incredulously in the SUV mirrors. Reid felt his cheeks tint but he just nodded, noting the hint of a pout on the brassy Latina woman's lips.
"Of course you are. All the good ones are. She's a lucky duck whoever she is…or is it a he? If it is, I don't judge. This is San Francisco, after all..."
"No, no, no… it's definitely a she and she doesn't know yet."
He jumped as she swatted him on the arm and Morgan snickered as she put her hands on her hips.
"Well, what're you waiting for?! The latest apocalypse that some dude crows outta of his ass about?! Don't look at me like that, Doc! You're in one of the most dangerous and unpredictable lines of work there is and you're part of the cream of the crop of said line of work. I'm sure there are at least 3 nut jobs that wanna maim or do you in at any given moment all over this whole damned country. If you do get hurt or god forbid bite it while chasing UnSubs or sickos or psychos or whatever you wanna call 'em, don't you think it would be better not to have regrets over your mystery woman?"
"I never thought of it like that."
"Well, you should and like I said, she'd be lucky to have you. Thanks for the lift and the help, you guys. I'm glad no one else's baby is gonna be on the business end of Morrows."
Morrows being one Harold Morrows, a killer of 4 inner city school age girls within 4 weeks and kidnapper of one more. Fortunately, they had been able to rescue little 6 year old Maya Jackson and she had immediately latched herself onto his leg (apparently opiate abuse had cancelled the Reid Effect…) until her tearful and thankful mother had come to the ambulance…
A card was placed on his lap and he looked up into impishly shining gray eyes.
"Just in case Agent Prentiss is stupid enough to turn you down, Doc.", she deadpanned with a saucy wink before closing the door behind her gently.
Immediately, JJ turned around and cocked an expecting brow. Reid sighed heavily and leaned back in his seat, staring up at the car roof.
"Yes, I'm interested in Emily. No, she doesn't know and if you or Morgan tell any of the others, I'll ask Garcia to change your names to Sunflower and Egbert."
"Kid, everyone figured it out weeks ago. You're playing catch up. Well, everyone's figured it out but her, anyway. Probably because she's in the same oblivious boat."
"What?", he questioned dumbly, making both of them groan in disgusted amusement.
"Spence, just ask her out already or better yet, just kiss her and put us all out of our misery."