If a girl looks swell when she meets you, who gives a damn if she's late? Nobody. -J. D. Salinger

Spencer couldn't move his feet. He didn't want to get on the BAU jet and look at dead bodies. He was tired. He wanted to see Amber. He couldn't stop thinking about her. The cold Virginia air hit his face,making his cheeks rosy and his nose as red as a cherry. He tightened the scarf around his neck and rubbed his palms together to warm up his hands. His heavy feet stomped up the stairs of the jet, he took a seat near a window and gazed out it.

"Reid, I haven't met this girl but for someone to make you look that sad must be some girl." Morgan said to Spencer as he sat down across from him.

Reid sighed. "There is just something about her. She gets me. She has secrets woven into her long dark brown hair. I want to unravel those secrets. I see diamonds in her eyes, they sparkle like stars in the sky." Reid shifted in his seat and leaned in towards more than a table between them. Morgan had never heard Reid talk like this. It was always statistics and facts Reid was talking from his heart, not his head.

"Well,I know this is new to you but you have to take it slow."

Reid looked confused. "Take it slow?"

Morgan nodded. "You have to play it cool. Have the girl come to you. Trust me, they love the chase."

Spencer wasn't convinced. " I don't think that actually works."

"He's right," J.J said as she sat down next to Reid. "Women want to be loved, not played."

"When am I ever wrong?" Reid questioned.

J.J smiled sympathetically at Reid. "Usually when it comes to girls Spence."

The team got off the jet and headed to the local police department. Spencer still could not stop thinking about Amber. Spencer needed to grow up. He eventually wanted to have a wife and kids, and he wasn't getting any younger. He had this nagging feeling tugging at his heart lately, like it was telling him to fall in love already. Sure, Amber wasn't a genius like him, but maybe he would learn even more from her that way.

The team met with the local P.D and decided to split up. Reid and Prentiss stayed back at P.D to figure out the Unsubs location. Hotch, Rossi and Morgan went to the crime scene and J.J was taking care of the press.

Reid was standing at the board that had the evidence and a map tacked to it. Prentiss was at the table sipping coffee and looking over police and autopsy reports.

"Hey, where are the rest of the reports?" Prentiss asked as she shuffled through all of the folders she had, she knew there were a few more.

"Under my notebook," Reid said without moving a muscle.

Prentiss nodded and got up out of her chair to grab the reports. She tried grabbing them without moving Spencers notebook. But the notebook slipped off the reports and landed open on the ground. Prentiss held her breath, hoping Spencer didn't hear that. Spencer was too enveloped in his thoughts and didn't hear it. Prentiss let out a smooth breath and picked up the notebook. She saw that Spencer had doodled Amber's name in it with hearts and some math Prentiss didn't want to understand. Prentiss was shocked,giddy and overjoyed that Spencer had finally become a kid. She had a theory that he skipped right over being a kid and a teenager to being an adult. He went to college when he was eleven, he already had so many PHDs and he was never really crazy about girls. Not like Morgan, well no one was like Morgan when it came to girls. But Prentiss had seen her share of guys in high school gush over other girls. She knew Reid never went through that. He was all books and brains but no heart. Not that she thought he was heartless, no sir. It was just that he never really talked about girls or even looked at them in a way of desire.

Prentiss neatly closed the notebook and put it back on the table. She walked back to her seat and sat down. She placed the reports on top of the others, grabbed her coffee and put it to her lips as she did so a smiled crossed them and out of the corner of her eyes she was looking at Reid. He was clueless when it came to girls, but Prentiss knew this girl was different.

Love can sometimes be magic.

But magic can sometimes... just be an illusion.-Javan

A/N-Hey! Sorry this took soooo long! I've been busy with trying to figure out my major and getting signed up for my classes. And i am also sorry because I have no idea why this is so tiny.. stupid google docs.