countless encounters || spencer reid

t h r e e // small get together

||some days later||

"Great job everyone." the BAU was praised by Hotch right after they got out of the jet.

"You really earned yourself a weekend freed from paperwork and violent, serial criminals."He said, giving them one of his rare, radiating smiles. They had successfully managed to free the siblings from a serial abductor who sold kids to people in the adjoining states. The world was a bit better with him being behind bars.

"Hey team.", Garcia greeted them back at the bureau, silently clapping her hands three times before fiddling with one of her necklaces.

"Hi Baby Girl.", Morgan smiled, pulling at her turquoise cardigan before turning back suddenly to face Spencer.

"Reid.", he addressed him with an ulterior motive that wasn't yet clear to the young agent. 

"Morgan.", The doctor responded automatically, guiding his hand to his satchel to make sure that it was fastened.

"You're coming with us!", he exclaimed and Garcia frantically nodded her head.
Spencer looked around to assure himself that Derek really meant him.

"May I ask where?"

"Well, I wanted to set Derek up with one of my friends, Savannah, who's having a small get together tonight.", Garcia said.

"And you're coming with us, Genius!", Morgan grinned.

"But parties are not-", He started whining but Garcia interrupted him.

"It's a get together, not a party, Reid."

"Right. Not a party, but still-"

"Come on! It will be fun.", Garcia called, taking his hand to drag him to a car.

Reid went to sit in the back and Garcia sat in the passenger seat, with Morgan driving.

During the car ride the doctor tried to look out of the fogged-up window, it was still raining lightly, fine raindrops were knocking at the pane.

He brought his finger up and drew a tiny 'v' on it, blending out the chatter of Garcia and Morgan, to let his thoughts drift to the mysterious girl once again. Colourful lights of multiple different traffic lights, cars and lights of shops shone through the window occasionally, making the raindrops turn that colour as well.

"We're here.", Spencer was informed so that he opened the door and followed behind the other two.

Right as he stepped out he heard the loud music, the bass thumping in his ear, nearly deafening him.

I knew it. He thought.

Sadly there was no going back now, Penelope and Derek would never let him since they needed someone sober that could safely drive them home.

"Small get together, huh?", He shook his head in disbelief and both of them looked at him, chuckling.

The three of them went inside where countless hands were groping sweaty bodies- people huddled up by dancing, dry humped each other, made out on couches and even on the stairs or they were downing alcohol like it was their own saliva, easily amused by playing 'fun' party games like beer pong or truth or dare.

Reid mentally smacked himself.

Garcia looked at him again, a big smile apparent on her face, her teeth showing, "I'm going to leave both of you behind for a moment to see if I can find Savannah."

"Alright.", Morgan nodded, flashing her a toothy smile as well while the youngest of them just shook his head.

He continued to roam the masses, scanning the faces of all the people that had nothing better to do than this on a Friday night. He would've been fine laying in bed in his comfortable apartment, dressed in his fuzzy pajamas, an opened book in his hands.

Spencer froze when he saw a familiar figure amongst all the other ones.

His gaze was now fixated on her, she wore a black dress of little length, showing off her legs that were covered in nylons.

She had apparently switched her converse into shoes with heels but she still wore all the different rings and her scarf. From what he could see she also wore makeup, her lips were coloured in a rosy tone and her eyes were accentuated with the help of dark eyeliner and mascara.

She was talking to a young guy who had linked arms with a blonde girl. They were laughing and she looked to be very happy, not like in the bus the other morning.

The guy had jet black hair that was gelled back, his face was adorned with a designer stubble and he wore a dark blue pullover that had some light blue writing on it.
The girl was wearing a baby blue dress and her hair was styled in curls. They were a handsome couple but they looked boring beside her. They looked like they would be so, he didn't know how else to describe it- normal and boring.

She however was different somehow.

He caught himself staring again when Morgan snapped his fingers in Reid's face.

"Hey, pretty boy, did you hear me?", he asked and Spencer absentmindedly shook his head.

"Do you see this girl over there, Morgan?", He asked, still shaken up by her, his eyes still mustering her.

He could never get enough of her even if he felt intoxicated without having had a drink, guilty for always letting her consume his mind, miserable and pathetic beside her being so outstanding.

She looked absolutely breathtaking, if not majestic.

Reid wished that he could paint so that he could paint her and look at her for hours straight or that he could take tons of photos of every inch of her to explore her like a treasure map, finding what he looks for in every pixel.

"Which girl?", Morgan asked, once again interrupting his train of thought, "which one do you mean?" Reid licked his bottom lip in concentration.

He wasn't able to speak anymore so instead he just pointed at her.

"I don't see a girl there, Reid."

Spencer turned to face Morgan, telling him to look again with a stern facial expression, still having his finger up slightly to point at her.

But when he turned back around he saw that she wasn't there anymore.

"Do you mean that blonde one?", Morgan asked and Reid shook his head no.

"N- Never mind.", Spencer shook it off, puzzled.

Where did she always disappear to so quickly?

What did she do at that party?

How did she manage to be so indescribably gorgeous to the young agent?

Was she even real? Or merely a construction of his mind?

Could it be that he was just imagining things? Imagining her?