Elliot was mortified. Mortified. Spencer had texted her, graciously letting her know that they had finished up their case and were on the way back to Virginia. She had answered asking if he was alright and he said he was, he was just happy to be coming back home. Then she asked if he was coming to see her…and then sent him a winky face. A winky face.

To an FBI agent, and a Doctor and a genius whom she had only known for six days and was infatuated with, and was probably exhausted and just wanted to go home, and probably doesn't even think of her that way. And yes, okay Spencer was a touch socially awkward – which she found adorable by the way. The point is that even Spencer would be able to tell that, that was flirting because it was bad obvious flirting. Borderline juvenile flirty, and he hadn't replied in five minutes and Elliot was mortified.

Mortified.

And was severely lacking in the self control department which is why she promptly picked the phone back up and called him.

Idiot.

Spencer didn't know what to do with himself. He had been texting Elliot pretty steadily over the course of the plane ride, skillfully ignoring the looks aimed his way when Elliot asked if he was coming to see her with a winky face in a way that was obvious flirting, flirting that was more obvious than they had been doing.

And his brain, his 187 IQ brain had promptly short circuited, he had been sitting and blushing down at his phone for a good five minutes too nervous to respond that, God yes, he was coming to see her, and Morgan was starting to get concerned.

"Reid man, you look like you're about to explode what gives?"

Reid startled at his sudden voice and gaped for a moment trying to come up with something to say, thankfully his phone rang so he didn't have to, he wasted no time pressing the phone to his ear answering with a crisp "Dr. Reid." Out of habit.

"Spencer," Elliot breathed sounding nervous and unsure of herself and Reid sat up a little straighter in his seat when the sound of her voice hit his ears, "Hi. Um I was just calling because – well actually I don't really know why. No that's a lie. I have very low impulse control and It had been nearly five minutes since you've replied and now I'm scared that I've embarrassed myself and scared you off" She said all in one breath laughing nervously. "I mean we've only known each other for a what a week? And you're probably not even interested in me, I mean why would you be? I just thought – it doesn't matter I was probably reading it wrong, I'm sorry- wow why cant I shut up?"

"No!" Spencer said probably a little too urgently considering he startled everyone on the plane even JJ who had been sleeping on the couch. He winced and a blush quickly worked it's way over his face as he decided the best course of action would be to go have this conversation in the bathroom where he had less of a risk of embarrassing himself.

"No," He said at a more normal volume this time, "Sorry it's just you're not. Reading it wrong that is. Honestly I thought I was reading it wrong, I'm not the best with women and I didn't want to get my hopes up." He said anxiously picking at his sweater, "I hadn't replied because I didn't know how to say, that yes I want to come see you, it's all I've been thinking about." He all but whispers.

The grin on Elliot's face was making her cheeks hurt when he finished his confession and she couldn't help the half giggle that escaped her, "Okay then, I'm glad we cleared that up…I guess I'll see you when you get home then?"

Spencer breathed a sigh of relief the smile evident in his voice when he answered, "Yes, I would like that."

"Me too, I'll keep the shop open for you"

"Okay I'll see you then. Goodbye Elliot"

"Goodbye Spencer."

Spencer hung up the phone and took a deep breath to try and ease his racing heart before making his way back out to his seat trying desperately not to blush when the conversation promptly stopped and all eyes turned to him when he made his reappearance.

"Spencer, are you blushing?" JJ asked with mirth and slight disbelief in her voice,

"Now you have to tell us" Rossi smirked

Spencer frowned looking at Hotch for help but the unit chief just shook his head, amusement on his face, "You know they're not gonna leave it alone, you should just get it over with"

He sighed. "She owns a little coffee shop called the hanging tree about half way between my apartment and the BAU, I only just met her a week ago but she's such a people person which I am obviously not, and she helps take care of her nephew most days of the week, and she makes the best banana bread and she calls me sweetheart, and she's got the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen and it's all I can think about." He said letting his frustrations show, "I don't even know what she'd want with someone like me."

"Sounds to me like you're in love," Rossi teased

To the surprise of everyone on the plane the young genius didn't deny the accusation he only replied with a "I've only known her a week"

"Sometimes a week is all it takes, " JJ said squeezing his arm gently,

"Yeah and don't sell yourself short Reid, you're a catch anybody would be lucky to have you," Prentiss said genuinely knowing that he needed to hear it.

"Yeah man, she's been texting you nonstop the entire time we've been on the flight a girl doesn't do that unless she's interested." Morgan agreed.

"You're still not gonna tell us her name?" Hotch asked.

"Oh no," Reid said with a slight scoff, "If she really is interested in me there's no way I'm unleashing Garcia on her"

Morgan's features took on a look of offense on behalf on his best friend and the rest of the team broke out into laughter at the sight of it.

"I'll tell you eventually, if it goes anywhere" Spencer reassured as the plane started its decent into Virginia.

"Just let me enjoy this"