Bad Timing (Criminal Minds) (Completed)

Little Talks

The office was beyond busy when I entered after spending a week with Aunty and helping them cope with Maeve's death.
There were turtles, birds, dogs, and cats running around.
Mikey, my secretary, ran up to me, panic set in his eyes. "Oh thank the pickles you're here! It's been like this all week while you were gone!"
My eyes widened. I knew that I was quick but good but I didn't know I was that important to the office.
"Well, let's get started," I said.
By the time the clock turned five I had completed 4 surgeries, 17 examinations, and released 9 pets to their owners. I still had loads of paper work to finish even though I had to sign out by that time. I didn't mind though. If it helped the animals I was willing to do whatever it takes.
My phone rang at 9, a picture of Spencer eating pizza came up. The first thing he heard was my stapler falling on my toe and me cursing at it.
"Reese?" He questioned.
"Sorry, sorry, I dropped my stapler on my toe and now it's huge." I picked up around my office. "But it's totally fine other than that."
"I'm glad to hear that. How have you been?"
I told him all about my day, I could hear him chuckle on the other side. When I had finally finished and we talked a little more about that I paused. "Have you been in your apartment all day?" I asked. I worried about him even though I didn't know a whole lot about him.
"Will you believe me if I say no?"
"No, I won't. Your voice sounds gravelly, which I think is beyond sexy, but it sounded like that last week when basically all you did was stay inside. The sun's missed your handsome face."
He didn't say anything for a few moments. I realized what I had said. I had called him sexy and handsome all in the same ramble.
"Oh, I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable by saying all of that," I was hardcore blushing. I was sooooo glad he couldn't see my face at that point.
"Oh, um, you didn't really. I was just a little bit shocked at your abruptness," he inhaled sharply.
I had begun to get changed into my pjs. An idea popped into my head. "Tomorrow or the next day sometime would you like to face time instead?"
"Uh, sure. I'll have to figure out how it works but it should only take a minute."
"Ok, Sexy Genius, that minute should t beamy second longer than 60 seconds."
"I wasn't planning on it to be."
•••
I had made sure that my bedroom was picked up well enough so that when Spencer got to see it he wouldn't be appealed by my uncanny messiness.
That day he called at 6 my time. The perks of him not working meant that I got more talking time with him.
I had changed his name to Sexy Genius because that's what he was. I had just taken a shower since I smelled like the dog that pooped on me earlier and the cat that decided I shouldn't smell like dog but instead should have cat pee all over me. Those clothes were going to get burned.
I answered in a model pose. My bright red hair in a perfect mess and my blue eyes looked away as if they were staring at something they really weren't.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Can't a girl be a model sometimes?"
"I suppose so but why would you want to model for me? I don't look at how beautiful someone is. I hadn't seen Maeve until the day she- until her last day."
I paused, going back to a more natural pose. "But you get to see me."
"I'm still in love with Maeve though." His room was dark, almost too dark to where I couldn't see him.
"I know that. You probably always will. I just want a friend right now, Spencer. Friends can joke around and give each other nicknames."
"I know, Garcia and Morgan call me different nicknames."
"Who are they?"
"Garcia is our tech analyst who helps out on cases. She's super spunky and full of wild outfits."
"Garcia is my spirit animal then!"
"What?"
"It's just something people say whether. They relate to someone else. Morgan, who's she?"
"Derek Morgan is one of the field agents who works with me. He's super buff, and nice." He sighed. "He's like my best friend."
Just at those words I started to cry. I didn't think Maeve leaving me would hurt this bad. Spencer looked at me, trying to get a good look. I turned my face away from the camera. I hated people seeing me cry.
"Reese?" He called out. "What's wrong?"
"M-m-m-Maeve. Sh-sh-she's my best friend. And sh-sh-she's gone forever. My best friend is gone."
"Reese, look at me," I turned to the camera. "Everything's alright I guess."
"That isn't very confirming." I sniffled out a little saugh (sad laugh).
"Well I know that I'm not ok right now but hopefully I will eventually be ok."
"I hope the same thing but for you and me." I said.
We talked on for a few hours until the clock hit 12. I was exhausted.
"Sexy Genius?"
"Yes?"
"Good night, good friend."
I barely heard him say good night before I fell instantly asleep.

A/N
Thanks so much for reading! If you guys have any questions about Reese I'll answer eventually, either through the story or via comments etc.
Xoxo.
Kajsa