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Tongue and Cheek (Spencer Reid)

Kennedy's p.o.v.

This is the beginning. I thought as I prepared for my first day of work at the b.a.u. I sighed as rubbed my eyes and swiped my alarm clock off.I was excited, to say the least, this had been my dream job since I was a child. But I was also nervous I wanted to make a good impression on my fellow teammates. I rolled out of my cozy bed taking a throw blanket with me. I trudged into my bathroom and looked in the mirror. My curly brown hair was a mess. my green eyes looked a bit droopy and mouth looked a bit downturned and pouty. I sighed and washed my face bringing some life and energy into myself. I applied mascara highlight and chapstick but other than that I kept my makeup pretty natural. I slipped into the outfit I had set out the day before. A burgundy pencil skirt and flowy white button down. I wasn't usually one for dressing fancily but I wanted to dress up a bit since it was my first day. Make good impressions and all. I wasn't very hungry so I just decided to get a coffee on my walk there. I lived quite close. I took a deep breath and opened my door to greet the day. This is the beginning. I thought once again.

I kept my chin high and my shoulders back as I walked into Emily Prentiss's office. Her door was already open But I knocked on the door frame just to make sure it was ok for me to enter. She nodded her head and I assumed that meant I was welcomed in. I walked into her office timidly and smiled at her pushing my wild hair back and out of my face. A nervous habit I had developed quite recently.

"You must be Agent Grace," she said in an authoritative but friendly tone. Her office smelt of sandalwood and I wondered where the strong scent was coming from " That, would be me Mam its a pleasure to meet you." I replied anxiously. "You can put your stuff at the desk next to Reid's. " She said dismissively shuffling papers on her desk. "Alright thank you so much, But I'm not actually sure which one is Reid," I replied. "Oh of course." she said shaking her head a bit "That would be the third desk on the left," she said seemingly distracted. "Alright thank you again," I said trying to be friendly and professional at the same time.

I walked over to my new desk struggling to hold the evidence box that held the possessions I would set up on my desk. I said the box down and began to lift the contents out. A potted plant, a picture of my best friend, a framed photo my baby sister, and a small collection of books. Including "Milk and Honey" and "the outsiders" Two of my all time favorite books.

I waltzed over to the break room to get some more coffee and perhaps meet more members of the team. As I entered the room and walked toward the coffee pot I realized no was in here. I poured some coffee into my to go cup from earlier and added cream and sugar leaning against the counter and taking a breath. This was all so crazy to me. It having been my dream since I was a child and all. I never thought that I would make it this far.

I walked back out into the bullpen to see a group of people gathered around my new desk talking. "Milk and Honey, She's probably a hardcore feminist." also doesn't have any pictures of herself which lead me to believe she must have had body image issues as a child." Said a tall skinny man with a curly mop of brown hair. "And a photo of another girl who looks about her same age but they share no physical qualities so it's most likely either her girlfriend or her close friend." Said a muscular black man. "She has a book Titled Bipolar and how to deal with it bipolar or she has a close family member or friend who is. " added a blonde girl.

I cleared my throat. They each turned around abruptly and smiled guiltily at me. "You were right about the hardcore feminist comment and about the body image issues when I was a kid. The girl is, in fact, my best friend and I am, bipolar as is my mother and my baby sister the one in the picture next to the one of my befriend." smiled at their correctness and then went back to looking guilty. They introduced themselves. The muscular one being Agent Derrek Morgan the curly haired brunette being Dr. Spencer Reid and the blondie being JJ or Jennifer Jareau officially. But Spencer and I clicked. It was something about the way he smelled like coffee and sugar and his gentle nervous smile.

"So as you can see this is one grizzly scene." Said technical analyst Garcia in regards to the crime scene. "Over a dozen dead bodies found all white but different both male and female bodies were found at the scene. so our unsub obviously doesn't have a problem crossing gender barriers. But they were found face down. A sign of remorse. " I said upon flipping through pages with information about the case. "Kennedys right. Beside race were any other similarities found between the victims Garcia?" asked Reid. "actually there were they all seem to be around the same age. 15 to 16 years old to be precise. " Replied the blonde. "Alright well there have been over a dozen bodies found so everyone pack up and be on the jet in 30," Said agent Prentiss in a commanding tone of voice.

once I walked onto the jet everyone seemed to have already loaded in. I decided to sit next to Reid. There was just something about him that made me feel compelled to find out more about him. He smiled and pushed his hair back. A habit I noticed we shared. The corners of his mouth quirked up in a little smile as he shifted his messenger bag to make more room for me to sit. I smiled back at him and sat down. He turned his body toward me and said: "Kennedy I need to apologize." He said it timidly like he was nervous for. I wracked my brain for what he could be apologizing for then it clicked he was apologizing for profiling me.

I laughed a bit. "You're talking about apologizing for profiling me this morning?" I asked with laughter in my voice. He nodded his head shyly. "I don't care, to be honest, I've done to each of you in depth in my head the second I met each of you. " He smiled gratefully in response and then chuckled quietly. "What do you think of the team?" he asked a million thoughts ran through my head. "are you sure you wanna know," I asked. he nodded. "Alright, we'll start with the one and only Derrek Morgan. He is overly flirtatious and you can tell he goes to the gym his clothes are designer but he doesn't make it obvious which leads me to believe that he is overcompensating because he is insecure in his masculinity. He most likely has daddy issues. But he knows how to flirt in a way that is sweet and there isn't much behind it except for general like for a person which makes me think he has sisters. JJ, hmm pictures of kids and a man around her age she is probably married with children. The kids in the photos share her physical qualities. Emily Prentiss traveled a lot as a kid she is diplomatic and knows how to please people her parents were probably in politics. The one and only supreme genius Dr. Spencer Reid. Your fidgety and have nervous quirks. You are so amazingly smart and there is so much going on in your head and your immense and extensive knowledge made you feel isolated from your peers as a child you were bullied by the kids you attended school with. Your hair is thick and curly chances are you are selfless and warm hearted. You have an uneven hairline so you most likely had a troubling adolescence." We both waited a few seconds in silence.

"Your right about, well all of it. " Spencer said seeming a bit taken aback. I grinned at him proud of my correctness. He smiled back.

"what did you do before you joined us here at the b.a.u," He asked just trying to make conversation I assume. "I was a homicide detective with the NYPD," I replied "But it's always been my dream to join the b.a.u." he looked deep in thought for a moment. "Violent crime in New York City has been dropping since the mid-1990s and, as of 2015, is lower than the national average for big cities. In 2014, there were 328 homicides, the lowest number since at least 1963. Crime rates spiked in the 1980s and early 1990s as the crack epidemic hit the city." I was shocked, to say the least. I knew he had an eidetic memory and a habit of info-dumping but I hadn't yet seen it first hand.

As soon as we got off the jet we went straight to the hotel. That's where I found out we would all be sharing a hotel room with one other person. I automatically thought of Reid. And as everyone paired off he was the only one left for me. which I was actually pretty happy about. So as we went up to put down our go bags I noticed something alarming. There was only one bed. He seemed to realize this too. His eyes traveled over to me he looked a bit frantic. "oh, uh you can have the bed ill sleep on the floor." he stuttered. I smiled at him. "No its alright you take it I'm a pro at sleeping on the floor just toss me a blanket and ill be alright," I replied defiantly. "Absolutely not I'm sleeping on the floor. I do it all the time when I share hotel rooms with Morgan or JJ. "Your sleeping on the bed and that is that," I said insistently.

"Then so are you," He said satisfied then it seemed to register in his head what he had implied. He looked horrified and embarrassed. I smirked at him unfazed and actually even pleased by the prospect. "Sounds like a plan," I replied matter of factly. He looked a bit shocked but seemed satisfied with the conclusion we had come to.

After a long day with some positive leads, we had developed a profile. A white male of an average build. may come across as socially awkward. in mid to late 30's. Most likely driving a work van something average that isn't extravagant or particularly noticeable. It wasn't much but it was something.

By the time we all got back to the hotel I was simply exhausted. Reid and I had been together all day working the case. And we had grown much closer in the short time we had been working together. And the prospect of sleeping in the same bed was becoming less and less awkward and more and more welcoming by the minute. "You can take the first shower if you want," Spencer said politely. I nodded my head. "thanks," I said grabbing a fluffy white towel and heading into the bathroom. I was pretty big on singing in the shower and I didn't think Spencer would mind so I belted out the lyrics of one of my favorite songs as I showered.

Spencers Pov

I chuckled quietly as I read "The Catcher in the Rye". I had read it before but it always picked me up so I had brought it with knowing this would be a tough case. But I was having a bit of trouble focusing on reading as Kennedy was belting the lyrics of "Teenage Dirtbag," "At least it's a good song " I said aloud to myself. The shower handle silently creaked and the water faded into a trickle. and a moment later Kennedy emerged shyly. In just a fluffy white towel. My eyes grew wide. She ducked her head and mumbled, "I forgot to grab my pajamas before I got into the shower." I opened my mouth to say something but I just couldn't seem to form any words. She was stunning. Absolutely gorgeously stunning. She shuffled over to her duffel blushing madly. She unzipped it and grabbed what I assumed was her pajamas. And just as shyly she walked back into the bathroom and closed the door.

When she emerged she was wearing a white marriage equality/ gay pride tank top and drawstring pajama shorts. She had a gorgeous blush set on her freckled cheeks. And her green eyes flitted anywhere but me. I looked at her and she struggled to refrain from making eye contact. I chuckled nervously.

The rest of the night passed pretty uneventfully. I showered and emerged clothed, unlike Kennedy. And I read for a while as did she. I took note of the title of the book she was reading. "The princess saves herself in this one" Kennedy began to yawn and its contagion began affecting me too. "Are you sleepy yet?" Kennedy asked rubbing her eyes cutely. I nodded "Yeah I'm Pretty tired." I said while tapping my fingers on the back cover of my book. she nodded "Wanna lay down," She asked before yawning again. I shook my head, yes and we walked over to the bed.

"Do you wanna certain side," I asked trying to be polite. She nodded quite aggressively And crawled over to the left side of the bed. She had a tongue and cheek attitude and I loved it. I grinned at her nervously and settled into the right side facing opposite her direction. She shifted a bit. The pulled the blankets and then rolled over and continued to toss and turn. "Do you want me to sleep on the floor I really don't mind." I finally asked. she shook her head. "Can you hold me." She asked shyly. I was taken aback to say the very least. I nodded and replied "Um yeah sure of corse." and obliged snuggling close to her and wrapping my arm around her stomach. She was so small and her body fit perfectly against mine. I had never slept so soundly in my whole life.

Hey, my name is Kennedy. Yes the OC is named after me. But this is my first multi-chapter fanfiction. And my very first criminal minds fanfiction. So hope you like it. It would never have been as great as it is if not for @reiding-and-writing she has actually been my savior when it came to writing this and just working tumblr in general. She is the best. To whoever is reading this please go follow and show her some love. @reiding-and-writing

also if you want to know the link to Kennedy's pajama outfit here it is !!.

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