Unimaginable

Not-so-lonely Nights

We drove back to my apartment and we watched a movie. In the middle I kissed her passionately again. She ended up on top of me. She started to unbutton my sweater. She took off my tie. I took off her lucky bow tie. Soon we were down to nothing. I hesitated. "Spencer."

"Yeah?"

"Just do it."

I woke up in my bed completely naked. She walked in wearing that god awful robe my mother got me for my birthday. She gave me a questioning look. "Just enjoying the view. I may not be a hipster, but girl I can make your hips stir."

"That was the utmost cheesiest thing I've ever heard."

"Pfft. Whatever." I laughed.

She came over and laid in the bed next to me. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

"Don't we have work today?"

"No. Today's Saturday."

"Oh."

I got up and went to my dresser. I pulled out some boxers and a pair of (mix-matched) socks. I went over to my closet. I looked for the shirt that went with my blue tie. I looked to her to see her looking in my mirror. She was wearing a pair of my socks and the shirt I was looking for. It was really big on her. She put her hair up in a messy bun.

Yeah, I know what those are.

"What?" she asked innocently.

"Your wearing my shirt." I frowned.

"If you want it back you can have it."

She started to unbutton it. "No, no. It's fine."

She raised an eyebrow. "Oook..."

Just the the doorbell rang. "I'll get that." She said. After she walked out of the room I realized that she wasn't wearing pants. I ran after her. "Marci wait!"

I was too late. She already opened the door to reveal a colorful, Penelope Garcia.

"Oh my. I'm so sorry. I can come back later." She rambled. "No. It's fine." I sighed.

I told Marci to go grab a pair of pants. "Hey." I said. "Cut the crap." Garcia whispered. "What?" I asked dumbfounded. "Did you do her?" she asked.

"That's none of your business."

"Oh my god. You did!"

"Garcia, don't go around telling people."

"Relax, G-man, my lips are sealed."

I gave her a look and sat down on my couch. "Hey, sweetie, where's my glasses?" Marci came out around the corner. I looked around the clothes strewn living area. I spotted the black spectacles on the DVD rack. I picked them up and handed them to her. "Thanks." She stood on her tiptoe and pecked me on the cheek. I watched her walk back around the corner.

"Anyway, I thought I would bring over everything for movie night. Strawberry wine, popcorn-no butter, and the 11th doctor box set complete with deleted scenes. But if you want to spend the night with Mrs. Spencer Reid..."

"No, it's fine. We can bring her with us."

"Yay. The more the merrier." She said excitedly.