"Okay rock, paper, scissors, loser gets up and get the coffee." She suggests, her smile beaming like a child.
"Okay," We rest our fist on our palm.
"3,2,1" we rapidly say together hitting our fists against our palm and simultaneously reveal scissors...
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* Spencer Reid*
"Spencer I'm sending you to go visit agent Davis in a bit to introduce yourself. " Hotch announces with his serious demeanor.
I don't even think I've ever heard Hotch laugh or even seen him blink. This is strange since studies prove the average person blinks 15-20 a minute, which is equivalent to about 28,800 blinks a day. We spend about 10% of our waking hours with our eyes closed.
I snap myself from my mental ramble back into reality. I'm kinda confused. Why does he want me to introduce myself to the new agent? I don't mind but it just feels strange.
"You won't be the youngest anymore little Reid. Agent Davis just turned 24 last month" Garcia teases adding a pinch to my cheek. I close my eyes to subdue the pinching sensation. I already know she did her digging, I'm pretty sure Garcia keeps tabs on all of us.
"I joined the bureau when I was 22 and I'm only 27, Garcia" I argue back.
"I know boy genius but now you are no longer the widdle one," she says in a mocking baby talk tone, squeezing my cheeks again.
***********
I approached the apartment door only to be met by the sound of loud music. I gently knock on the door and wait a few seconds, I knock again this time louder. I wait a few seconds then a beautiful woman opens the door.
Beautiful doesn't even begin to describe how she looks.
Agent Davis is a lucky man unless she is his sister which would be weird. The smell of cleaning products fills the air and the music is turned down.
She has two messy French braids done but has baby hairs flying everywhere. I can see the sweat glistening on her forehead and the softness in her hazel eyes.
"I'm sorry didn't realize I had the music so loud." she apologizes wiping the sweat from her forehead.
" I'm Dr. Spencer Reid from the BAU I'm here to meet agent Davis," I reply quickly only making eye contact.
"Yes," she starts. "I am agent Davis." she clarifies, " I know I'm probably not what you were expecting but how can I help you," she asks sweetly.
"I-i'm so sorry I was exp-" I feel my face begin to redden as I fumble over my words
" Expecting a guy yeah I don't blame you, misogyny is deep seated especially in male dominated workplaces." she explains.
"I apologize once again I am Dr. Spencer Reid, but you can call me spencer." I try again sticking my hand out.
" Rydell Davis." she replies shaking my hand. "how can I help you Spencer Reid?" she asks stepping to the side so I can enter.
" I wanted to come in and introduce myself and ask if you need anything that you call me like a ride to work or something," I say trying to hide my embarrassment. I study her body language and watch as her fingers play with the bracelets on her wrist.
