This was a brand new Idea that started in my head..... It will be wrapped around the romance though. Enjoy!

Dr. Spencer Reid walked into the BAU office the morning after his birthday carrying two heavy looking books. He was the first person in the BAU room, not like it was unusual, he was always the first person there. He sat down and opened his book before he actually had to begin doing his work. He was actually glad that they hadn't been given a case yesterday. They had been given a case last year on his birthday and that really sucked. Gracia came in about twenty minutes later and Reid had been able to make a significant indent on the book.

"Just open it this morning?" She asked.

"Yeah." He said without taking his eyes from the book and flipping a page. She walked over to his desk.

"How many pages is that?"

"1,094." He answered flipping aother page.

"And you're going to finish that up today?"

"Probably." He flipped another page.

"You need a girlfriend. " He swallowed hard and finally looked up at her.

"Why do you say that?" he asked. She looked at him and grabbed the book from his hand.

"Probably because you just started this book today and look where you are now." She said. She went over to her office after shaking her head and handing Reid his book back. He watched her walk away. He put a rarely used bookmark in place. he opened one of his desk drawer and pulled out a framed picture. it showed himself and a girl with light brown hair with a red tint. He was at least two or three inches taller than her. They were both smiling happily at the camera. Her name was Danielle Connor. He put it back in the drawer and pulled out the letter that was in there. he read it silently to himself and smiled.

Dear Spencer,

I found the other pitcure! remember we thought that we had left it at the park that day? Silly us. We had put that one in the folder and it got stuck to the other picture! Wow. So now we both have this picture to remind us of our first date. Let me tell you something. Every time I look at this picture, I smile. I look at you and feel like my life is complete. So many words are running through my head and how to tell you them all in a simple letter would be too much. But let me tell you how I found it. Even though this was back in April and it's now June, I had decided that enough was enough and while you were away, I took a day off to clean my house. I really didn't want to go to work and I didn't have anything better to do so I took a vacation day and started clearing out. I started on that old hutch that you always insist is filled with too much crap. I opened one of the drawers and found the folder of the pitcure that I was supposed to frame. The cleaning forgotten, I went to a friend who makes custom frames and gave it to him. He asked why there was too stuck together. He pulled them apart nice and easy and you could never tell they had been stuck together. So he made two identical frames. These are custom made so they are the only two in existence! I could maybe have him make another if yours breaks. But I'm writing this at work so I have to go. i just got a call in for a client. I'll see you soon. I love you!

Love,

Danielle

Reid smiled. This letter had been sent to him back in June. He tried to keep it almost perfect and did a good job considering it was Novemeber and it looked like he had just got it today. He must have read it over at least fifty times before he heard Morgan walk in.

"What are you reading Reid?" He asked as Reid carefully folded up the letter so he couldn't read it through the light.

"A letter I received today." Reid said as he slipped it into his pocket. Morgan raised his eyebrows and changed the subject as Emily Prentiss walked in.

"Where'd you get the books?" He asked looking at the one with a bookmark and the other one. Prentiss followed his gaze.

"Oh." He said looking at the two big books on his desk. "They were a birthday present from a friend." Prentiss picked one up.

"Two Lies More by Katie Doyle." She said nodding. "You like her writing?"

"Uh- Yeah." Reid answered. "There are only two books that she has published so far-"

"Which friend gave them to you?" Morgan asked picking up the other one.

"Katie Doyle." He said. They opened it and he was thankful that she hadn't written a long inscription, but simply 'Happy Birthday Spencer' with her signature. Both Prentiss and Morgan raised their eyebrows at that, but said nothing more and went to their own desks. Soon everyone else came into the office and Reid realized that he would have to start working and wouldn't be able to read anymore. Back in Garcia's office, all she had been doing was nothing but talking to friends online. She decided to herself that they needed to get Reid out and about. She walked out of her office and over to Morgan.

"We should get him out." She said to him. Morgan looked over at Reid, who was trying to do paper work but was rubbing his pocket with his free hand. The pocket with the letter, Morgan realized that.

"Yeah." Morgan agreed. "how about lunch, You, me, Reid, and one of your little girlfriends?" Garcia's eyes lit up.

"Ooh Yeah." Garcia said. "And I know exactly who I could bring along." She ran off to her office and let Morgan deal with Reid. He walked over to him and stood at his desk.

"So," He started and tried to get Reid's attention. "Garcia and I were thinking about going out for lunch and she's bringing one of her friends and we were curious if you would like to join us."

"Nah." He said not really looking up. "I'll eat here."

"You're going to eat the hot dogs they have here?" Morgan said and Reid looked up at him.

"I think I'm going to join you." He said without even thinking and Morgan just smiled and walked away, his job acomplished.

"Hello?" Danielle said, answering her phone in her private office. That was one of the perks of being head phtographer and best reporter that this magazine had. Plus her management also photographed models and she did that too. So she was a head executive, if anyone ever asked.

"Hey Danny, it's me." Came Garcia's voice on the other end.

"Hey Penny what's up?" Danielle said.

"Well me and a couple of co-workers are going out to lunch because they are actually here to go to lunch," Danielle laughed to herself. "And today, the cafeteria is serving icky, nasty hot dogs and it's probably cheaper to eat out than to get food posioning." Danielle laughed again. "So are you in?"

"I don't know Penny," She said.

"I really want to intruduce you to that hunk of Chocolate heaven I have told you about." Danielle was laughing again.

"Alright Penny. You don't have to beg. When and where do you want to meet?"

"Actually I'll pick you up at 12:30 and we'll meet up with them."

"Fine Penny." She heard a knock on the door. "Hold on," She put the phone down and opened the door for a tall blonde who handed her a folder. "Pen, I'll have to cal you back. Uh- Just give me a call beofre you leave so I can meet you down in the lobby."

"All right Danny," Garcia said. "I'll see you later, finally. Bye"

"Byee Penny." Danielle laughed as she hung up the phone. She opened the folder to reveal a gorgeous victiorian mansion. This was going to be the location for a contest ad that she had been given. It was also for a decorating article and she was doing them both. She figured she'll review her atricle for the pictures she took yesterday and should be finished by the time Garcia was supposed to be here. Somewhere in the back of her mind though, Danielle figured this had more to do than to just meet some of Garcia's co-workers. Garcia was trying to set her up with one of them. She rolled her eyes and realized that she never told Garcia about her having a boyfriend. And she hasn't seen him in a while. She opened up the bottom drawer of her desk and pulled out a framed picture of her and her boyfriend. She looked at the man who was standing two or three inches over her. His name was Spencer Reid. She sighed as she looked over the picture that had been taken that April, eight months earlier. That was their first offical date. It was a Saturday and the sun had been shining brightly. Normally people would call him a dork but she thought that's what made him cute. She was really glad that he loved the books she had given him for his birthday. She had written them herself under her pen name of Katie Doyle. She turned attention back to the articles and the photos she had to as she put the picture back into her drawer and closed it. She decidedly fixed up the pictures, like taking away the shine off the camera lens and that type of stuff. She sighed, thinknig that it was gonig to be a long lunch date.

Hope you liked. Date's next then a bit stuck. hopefully I'll get a clear mind soon! =)