So… as soon as I get over being sick, I sit down to write and… writers block. So I eventually worked through this and gave it to you. I couldn't think of anything else for them to do and you guys have been asking for them to get back to the BAU since the first chapter of them being away… so here ya go. Hope you all enjoy, and sorry for the long wait! =)
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"So, you excited to go out with Tracker?" "Puck" asked as he finally started waking up, halfway through their meal.
"Do we really have to talk about this?" The doctor sighed, not looking up from his pasta.
"Hmm… yes."
"Ugh, fine. Yes, I'm looking forward to going out with Tracker. It'll be good to get away from… it'll be good to let go of Derek." Elder Reid sighed, letting himself get comfortable around his cousin.
Young Spencer smiled at that.
"Only three more days before we have to go back to the BAU." The teen sighed, stretching out his limbs.
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~Three Days Later~
"Wow, you look… understated." Emily laughed as she checked out "Puck"s outfit.
It was a black shirt that said "Keep Calm And Carry On My Wayward Son", simple grey pants that weren't as tight as they usually were, shoes that looked like wedge style Airwalks, a metal cross necklace, a black knit hat that had kitty ears, and a backpack that looked like Tamaki's teddy bear from Ouran High school Host Club. He had even painted his nails grey.
It was honestly the least dramatic thing he had ever worn.
"Thank you muchly. I wouldn't want to make this harder on my dear cousin." The young Reid smiled, twirling slightly so she could look at him from all angles.
"Speaking of making it hard on your cousin." Prentiss sighed, raising her eyebrows slightly as she looked at Morgan who was walking towards them to get to his desk.
It was quite clear that the brunette profiler had guessed pretty much what was happening, and was on the Reid's' side.
"Yea," The teen sighed. "I should probably go talk to him about that so that it's easier on my cousin. See ya later Gorgeous."
The dark haired woman nodded with a small smile before returning to her desk.
"Derek." Young Reid sighed slightly, walking up to the dark male.
"Are you gunna punch me again?" Morgan asked, face showing that he didn't know exactly how to act around the youth.
"Nope. I just want to talk."
"Shoot." The Chicago native said, sitting down at his desk and looking at the teen.
"First and foremost, I am not apologizing, because I am not sorry. You hurt my cousin, so I will never be sorry for trying to defend him. Secondly, I don't forgive you, so we're not friends, but we are acquaintances. And thirdly, I am not going to make this hard on my cousin, so I will be civil to you. I'll go to Thanksgiving even if you do; I'll go out with all of you guys. I'm not gunna do anything to make his job harder… will you?" The youngest Reid asked, looking at the adult seriously.
Derek looked at him with utter concentration before looking down and nodding.
"Truce. We're acquaintances, and hopefully, later we'll be able to be friends again." Morgan shrugged, looking back up at the youth.
"Don't hold your breath…" Young Spencer looked a little sad as he said this is a very low volume. "I don't really see you as a knight anymore… sorry." The teen shrugged slightly before slowly turning on his heel and began walking to Garcia's lair.
All Agent Morgan did was nod slowly, having subconsciously expected a response akin to that.
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"Hey Beautiful." "Puck" said shyly, popping his head into the techies office.
"Hey Casanova." She smiled, turning around in her chair with a meek smile on her face.
"So… which one of us gets to apologize first?" The youth chuckled, walking into the room.
"Me, oh and, your perception skills are still awesome. I'm sorry. I shouldn't of… You were right. I should have focused on Kevin. He loves me so much, we're compatible, honestly, he's the greatest thing to happen to me… but I was too blinded by a school girl crush that should have just stayed plutonic flirting between friends." She sighed, looking so ashamed of herself.
"I'm sorry too, I should have told you I knew about your crush on Derek before, and I should have told you in a better way. I was kind of a dick… and not a fun one… a Leviathan one."
"… Another Supernatural reference?" The techie laughed, rolling her eyes slightly.
"One day I'll make you watch it all, and you shall understand, and yes." The prostitute chuckled, moving to take a seat in the chair that had become his.
"We'll see about that. So, how was your lovely week away with your cousin?"
"Awesome. We saw a few movies, went shopping, even stopped by Gay Street, and we got to hang out tons. Plus, I met a hotty named Dez." The teen punctuated the last sentence by biting his lip.
"Oh really, could he be the future mister Reid?" Garcia asked with a smile, raising her eyebrows slightly.
"Nah, we didn't have the click. He was able to keep me occupied for an entire night though, which is a feat not many are up to." Young Reid shrugged, a fond smile crossed his face as he remembered that oh so very fun night.
"Wow, I didn't think such a thing was possible." Penelope gave a fake gasp, putting her hand in front of her mouth.
"I know right? A travesty in the companion life. But hey, Brian got almost tired out by Justin, so the unthinkable can happen."
"Queer As Folk reference?"
"You're quick." The youth smiled.
They both laughed, missing being around each other.
"Oh hey, want to go out to a club tomorrow night?" The adult asked, wanting things to go back to normal.
"I'll most definitely be there, the rest of Team BAU gunna go too?"
"I'll ask, but I'm pretty sure. Man I love having weekends off."
"My cousins' not, that means he was to do his paperwork when he really just wants to read in a tub."
"He reads in the tub?" Penelope laughed, just picturing their resident genius reading a German engineering book in a bubble bath.
"Please don't tell him I told you, he likes to keep his girly moments to himself."
Again the duo laughed, loving being a team once again.
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"I love Fridays!" The teen exclaimed, throwing his arms above his head as he walked with his cousin into the main floor of the BAU.
"We know, are you excited for the club tonight?" The doctor asked with a slight chuckle, stretching his neck from side to side.
He and his cousin had both slept in his bed again, which meant that they had spent the entire night flipping between cuddling together and going to completely opposite sides so they wouldn't creep the other one out.
"But of course, I already have the most glorious outfit planned for the night, it's sad that you're not gunna be there to freak out over my sexiness."
"Do you want me to cancel? " Elder Reid chuckled, knowing the answer was no.
"Of course not, I'm just saying I'm gunna have fun." The younger chuckled.
"Damn Puck, lookin' good." Emily chuckled, looking the youth up and down.
"Why thank you." "Puck" smiled while bowing.
He then turned in a circle so she could see his entire outfit. From his white shirt that said "Driver Picks The Music Shotgun Shuts His Cake Hole" with a little Impala on it, to his black leg holster purpose that sat on his thigh over his slightly ripped blue jeans, to the fake knife that matched the demon killing one the brothers got from Ruby, to the dirty Steampunk looking combat boots that had a slight gold tinge that complimented the necklace that matched the one Dean wore, and finally, to the canvas messenger bag that said "Keep Calm And Call The Winchesters" with an anti-possession symbol above it.
"You would make the entire makeshift family proud." The elder chuckled, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.
"Man do I love having a Supernatural fan friend… you might just be getting invited over ever Wednesday."
"I look forward to it, now go see Garcia, I gotta get to work. See ya Puck." Emily smiled before going to her desk.
The youngest Reid smiled as he headed for the computer genius' cave, pondering just when he became better friends with Emily. They had been friends since they met, but since the duo had gotten back (which was really only on its second day, but still) she had been more of a friend. It's not like he minded, he was just curious. He had a feeling it had something to do with her taking the Reid side of the debate, not that he cared. He loved having her as a closer friend, and having a Supernatural loving friend was awesome as well.
"Hello Beautiful." The prostitute sang walking into her office.
He dropped his bag by his seat before giving the techie a hug.
"Hey Casanova." She chuckled, not stopping her typing.
"Ah work, if you need me, I'll be back there listening to music and sketching." The teen sighed, letting go of her.
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"Wow, you've been quiet for five hours straight, are you sure you're feeling alright?" Penelope asked with a slight laugh, turning to look at her bestie.
"Yea, just listening to Misfits, man I love Kelly's voice, and trying to draw James and Oliver… or technically Fred and George." The youth shrugged.
"… ok, you're gunna have to explain all of that to me." The tech goddess said, raising her eyebrows at him.
"Sorry, I guess I'm just a little used to being with Starbucks, I forget we're not the same person sometimes, because he gets, like, everything I say. I'm listening to the UK show Misfits, there's a character named Kelly with a really hard to understand accent, and I'm drawing a picture of James and Oliver Phelps, or, some could argue, the characters they play, Fred and George Weasley in the Harry Potter movies." "Puck" told her, turning to picture around so they she could see the sketch of the twins.
"Oh, ah, mkay. How do you even get into all these shows?"
"I've been away from home for a really long time, I have traveled. I've met people with varying likes; you pick things up when you hang with so many different people." Young Spencer shrugged.
Garcia gave a small sad smile before she stretched.
"So, I need a break, want coffee?" She asked, getting up from her chair.
"Yea, plus I need to go mess with my favorite family member just a dash."
Both of them laughed as they walked out of the room filled with computers.
The exuberant male immediately went up to his cousin and sat on his desk.
"I drew James and Oliver while listening to Kelly." The teen smiled, putting his left hand right over the paperwork that his family member was trying to complete.
"Was it actually James and Oliver, or was it Fred and George?" The doctor asked with a small sigh, looking up at the flamboyant male.
"Well, now, that's open to debate. Technically, it could be said either way, so it's really either."
The elder Reid rolled his eyes as he smiled slightly.
"Also, I read a little bit of fanfiction earlier, while I was procrastinating on drawing, and it gave me another cosplay idea. Why not be Kyo and Yuki?" The youngest Reid asked.
"Fruits Basket?" The adult asked back, pretty sure his assumption was right.
"Yup."
"Don't you ship them?" Doctor Reid asked, cocking his eyebrow as he looked at his cousin.
"That matters not, I promise not to assault your mouth while in cosplay, and if anyone asks for a hardcore yaoi picture, we'll tell them we're related." The teen held his hands up in surrender as he said it.
"Kyo and Yuki are related too." The agent reminded.
"Not if you talk to Yuki." The prostitute scoffed, flipping his hair out of his eyes.
The elder rolled his eyes but sighed.
"I'll think about it."
"Have you at least started making a list of possibles in your head?" The younger asked with a sigh, not thinking his cousin was taking it seriously.
"Yes, yes I have. Fred and George in uniforms, Kaoru and Hikaru in uniforms, Takuto and Sugata, Kyo and Yuki, as well as L and Light, those are really the only ones that are on my list."
"Puck" immediately put his hand on his heart.
"You'd be red and blue with me?" He asked his tone soft and genuinely in happy disbelief.
"Yes, but I will only cuddle and hug as far as making purple goes." The elder pointed an accusatory finger at his cousin.
"Eeeep!" The teen screeched before attacking his cousin in a hug. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"
All the BAU member did was laugh and hug back.
"Casanova, I have coffee." Garcia laughed, looking at the hugging Spencers.
The dog like male broke apart and ran towards her. The two adults that had seen it happen both just laughed.
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"No matter what I say, you're still gunna wear that, aren't you?" Doctor Reid asked, looking at his cousin's skimpy outfit.
"Yup, because I look fine." The teen danced slightly, not looking away from himself in the mirror.
He had on a black pleather corset with small blue lacing up on the left and right side of the front of the top and a blue and black plus sign was right over where his heart was. A black pleather belt with a blue plus in the middle hung off his hips, resting on the black tutu that was low on his hips. Black and blue laced up arm warmers covered his arms and matched his alternating black and blue nails. The tights he had on were black on his right leg and blue on his left; they were open on the sides and were laces up with the same material that they were made out of. The blue color of his lips that matched the blue of his nails greatly popped against the glittering burgundy eye shadow on his eyes. The burgundy eye shadow matched his ankle boots that tied up the front. The color was the same as the burgundy coffin that hung from around his neck.
"Ugh, just be careful, and not anyone too much older than you, please?" The adult sighed.
"I promise cousin, no one over thirty. And why aren't you ready yet?" The prostitute asked looking at his with raised eyebrows and crossed arms.
"Because you've been in the bathroom for an hour and a half, I need to take a shower."
"Ooooh, you gunna try to get some, aren't 'cha?" The younger laughed.
"They're expecting you soon, go. Keys are on the counter."
"Love ya Starbucks, see you tonight… maybe." The prostitute chuckled, heading out the door, grabbing the keys on his way.
The doctor just rolled his eyes and closed the door to the bathroom behind him.
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The teen entered the club, flashing his fake I.D. and the stamp on his hand to the security guard right inside of the building. The adult looked at him with skeptically raised eyebrows for a second before shrugging and waving him past.
He walked up the group that was already sitting around a table with drinks and plopped into the seat next to the computer genius.
"Wow." Prentiss laughed, looking at his outfit.
"Basically same response as my cousin, except his was more disapproving." The youth laughed.
"Where is Spence?" Jennifer asked.
A confused look came over the teenagers face.
"… He's on a date." He said kind of slowly before turning to the techie. "I thought you asked him."
"I assumed you would." The red haired woman shook her head.
"Who's he on a date with?" Derek asked, unable to stop himself.
"Uh, just this guy we met at Hot Topic while we were away for the week." The prostitute shrugged, not giving the burly man a second thought.
"Oh Puck," The brunette woman sang, looking over his shoulder. "You're already getting cruised."
The teen looked as well before turning back to them with a smile.
"Well, I must not keep the fans waiting." He laughed before getting up and heading over to the guy staring at him.
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"Puck" was pressed against a wall with his legs wrapped around a well-built twenty something year old with bright blue hair's waist, with his hands yanking through said hair while his lips wrestled against the twenty something years olds when J.J. got the call.
They had a new case, she groaned as Penelope got up to go tell her best friend that they had to leave.
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"Hot damn Spencer, fuck, you look fine." Emily exclaimed, her mouth open and her eyebrows rose as high as they could be as she took in the sight of the elder Spencer as soon as he entered the room.
He gave a small smile but rolled his eyes.
To be honest though… he really did look so fine. He was wearing a black leather vest that had a diagonal zipper that was zipped up with a long sleeved green shirt underneath. There was a thin strip of skin just barely visible between the bottom on the vest and the top of the black skinny jeans that made his legs look even longer and his ass even bigger. Simply green tennis shoes adorned his feet as a black beaded bracelet with a gold colored cross dangling off of it was p-laced on his wrist. A black cross necklace hung around his neck. That outfit in and of itself was surprising enough… and then there was the face that he had three visible piercings in. A black circular barbell was through his lip, a spiral silver nose ring glinted from the light bulb directly above him, and a spiral industrial was in his ear.
It was an amazing mixture of classy and skimpy… and he made it look perfect.
"Didn't think you would have dressed yourself like that." Morgan said with a dash of contempt in his tone.
The doctor heard this and rolled his eyes with an angrily annoyed expression.
"Are we gunna hear about the case?" He asked angrily, yanking a chair out to sit in.
Emily took the seat on his left, while his cousin took the seat on his right. It was quite appropriate that they were the two to immediately flank him.
"Hell hath no fury like a woman or Reid scorned." The prostitute muttered as he looked at the screen that currently had pictures coming up on it.
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So, I still had the ideas for their outfits for those three days, so there's links to those on my profile along with links to "Puck" and Reid's outfits that are described in this chapter.