I LOVE SPENCER REID.
That is all I had to say.
And then I heard this song in the episode called The Boogeyman and I literally had to write a story that had some relation to it.

It's called Blue Light of the Flame by Dar Williams.
Check it :)

Hope you enjoy this little two-shot!

The girlfriend of Spencer Reid sat outside her other half's operating room staring blindly at the wall. She had been staring at it for so long that the sterile white was turning in to neon moving spots. She hadn't even moved her eyes from the wall when Morgan had asked who she was but merely let out a small whimper. It was like her entire being had shut down the moment the surgeon had told her that there had been… complications during surgery and that he'd have to have another one quickly.

"He'll be alright." Morgan's deep voice finally broke through her quietly panicked reverie. With wild eyes she gulped and turned towards him with a broken smile.

"Just keep him away from the blue flame." She muttered cryptically, patting the hand that Morgan had gently placed on his shoulder. He was aware that she hadn't actually been talking to him but some other Supreme Being, God or something. Morgan didn't know what she meant by the blue flame but from her quaking voice he suspected it wasn't anything pleasant. They sat together in a moment's silence not quite knowing what to say to one another. She knew how Morgan and Reid cared for each other; Morgan was the best friend and big brother. However, no one in the BAU knew who she was and that made her feel slightly awkward even in this overwhelmingly depressing situation. Morgan, not knowing what else to say reiterated his previous question,

"So what's your name?"

"I'm Reid's girlfriend." This seemed to the most important thing to say right now. She didn't miss the cocked eyebrow of surprise, "my name's Nora." She had a soft voice and a sweet if sad smile. Morgan could see why Reid was drawn to the apparently introverted woman, "and Reid and I met in the foreign language bookstore I own."

The old bookshop was full of towering stacks of precariously placed books, old and dusty. Well-thumbed and loved, Nora would say, caressing the books like she would a lover, if someone ever complained. There was a sofa, almost sterile in comparison to the shop itself, tucked away in the corner. The newer reads were near the front, the university references used mainly by the students of the various universities in the area were near the middle and the old, well-loved books were haphazardly placed in the back. This was where Nora Jackson found Spencer Reid, curled up on the sofa, eagerly pouring over a copy of The Curse of Agade in the original language.

"That's the ancient Sumerian cuneiform! You can read that?" Nora had exclaimed loudly in disbelief, almost making a stack of books fall over. She'd only gotten one copy of that in thinking it was beautiful to look at but no one would ever be able to read it. Until today. Until Spencer Reid. He looked up with his fearful puppy like eyes, wondering if she were teasing or genuinely impressed.

"Yes?"

"Teach me."

And thus their relationship had begun. Reid would come by every time he didn't have a case and teach cuneiform to her just happy to find someone who would willingly listen to all of the information he had to offer, which was a lot of information. Nora gradually grew to see Reid as someone more than a teacher but was too shy to ask him out. Instead she patiently waited until he realised the look in her eye was more than impressed but complete captivation. It wasn't until Halloween when all of the BAU staff had turned down his spare ticket to a re-enactment of Phantasmagoria and they'd been discussing science magic that Reid finally asked her out on a date.

"You actually went to that?" Garcia couldn't stop the surprise in her voice that people other than Spencer enjoyed weird Halloween nerd stuff. Garcia had joined in the conversation the moment she realised who Nora was. Nora smiled again but this time a little wider. It felt so good to finally be able to confess to people about their relationship. She only had a couple of friends and they hadn't met him as she refused for them to meet him if she couldn't meet his friends.

"It was so amazing! I had the best time!" There was an amused but tiny spark in her eyes when she continued with, "of course he didn't quite realise that I thought it was a date until I told him that I'd enjoyed our date." Morgan and Garcia shared a look that clearly stated that they could believe this.

"So tell me Gossip Girl," the eccentric technical analyst scuttled a little closer to the shy woman, completely ignoring all personal boundaries, "what's Boy Wonder like?" This seemed to catch Prentiss and JJ's attention, both of whom had been trying to keep their noses politely out of Nora's business. However the idea that Reid actually had sex with someone was enough to make them curious. They'd been working together for years and never had there been even a whiff of a date apart from that bartender and Lila Archer.

"Like?" Unfortunately the question wasn't quite as clear as Nora needed.

"Yeah you know. Sex wise." And with this Morgan left only to have his place immediately filled by Emily and JJ. They both leaned in, kind of amused that a blush crawled over Nora's cheeks and she glanced downwards. All three could see the innocent draw Nora possessed until her eyes once again lit with mischief as she replied with,

"I'm going to say that Boy Wonder is the appropriate term." And she winked. Garcia gave out a pleased whistle, JJ raised her eyebrows and Emily merely chuckled. Garcia prompted her to say more and once the coast was clear of the prying ears of Hotch, Morgan and Rossi Nora said, "I can't explain things very well so I'm not going to go into great detail until I know you better. The only way I can describe is it's like we set the world on fire and there's nothing but ash and smoke afterwards."

"That's enough detail." JJ interrupted with a disgusted face at the thought of her little brother figure and Godfather to Henry having sex, especially like that. Emily blinked and smiled a lazy, impressed smile. Garcia let out another low whistle before fanning herself. Morgan gave a mental high five to the doctor currently getting operated on.

"That's not the blue flame?"

The smile that had been building over the past ten minutes quickly faded along with the colour in her skin. Nora gulped, lowered her eyelids once more and shook her head.

"We're orange-red fire!" Nora had exclaimed excitedly as her and her genius doctor lay wrapped in each other discussing fire. Peggy Lee had entered the radio waves and Nora had huskily sung 'what a lovely way to burn'. Spencer had spouted some statistics about fire and related deaths before Nora had interrupted with her decision on what fire the pair was, "we're red hot." She answered his querying look.

"Technically blue is the hottest part of the flame. Shouldn't we be blue?"

"No. Blue is the colour of mourning, of deep depression in all sorts of cultures like Iranian and Chinese. Blue is death. If you see a light and its blue, do not walk towards it." She'd teased never quite knowing that blue flame would become synonymous to death between them. From then on she'd mention the blue flame when he left on an away case or got involved in a particularly brutal case at home. During those home cases their code words were blue flame saying that she shouldn't trust anybody who came near her door or go out.

It was their one rule that they always agreed on. That and statistics were kept out of the bedroom whilst they were both preoccupied.

Always stay away from the blue light of the flame.

"Oh sweetheart." Garcia sighed putting a comforting arm around the small woman's shoulders as tears pushed their way from her green eyes. All three of the BAU women glared at Morgan for bringing it up and the man backed away in a hurry, sitting with the other men who were busy being stoic in the corner. As Emily awkwardly stroked her arm in a comforting manner she wondered why Reid had never mentioned having a girlfriend whom he was clearly so close to aside from the obvious reason of Morgan's teasing. Reid never handled teasing well. As if on cue Nora began to speak, desperate to take the quake from her voice.

"I've been invited out to a club with some of the BAU members." His voice was a few octaves higher than it normal as he stood all gangly and nervous in the doorframe of her apartment's living room. Peering up from the book she was attempting to bind, glasses perched on the end of her nose, Nora glanced up quickly, not even realising he'd come in.

"Okay?" Was all she replied with. She knew that her attending one of these was a bit of a faux pas on her side and, although she really wanted to know why, she didn't press the matter. Why he was telling her this before he was due to go out was beyond her though. It was like he was spreading salt on the wounds. The reason for his sudden visit became clear though when he loped across the small apartment in about four steps and grabbed her hands.

"It's not that I don't want you to come." He paused trying to gather his thoughts. Nora sat in an ambivalent silence knowing from experience that interrupting him would be detriment to the cause, "it's just that if I introduce you to them you'll be in the BAU social system. And it's like a danger magnet this system. I mean that all of the relationships started because of something terrible. Garcia had to get shot to meet Kevin and JJ met Will because a serial killer was in New Orleans. Hotch's wife Hayley was killed because Foyet knew about her from the BAU. I just… I want you to be the one thing no one else can touch." Finally, after much rambling and stammering making Nora fall even more in love with her genius he fell silent, keeping his nervous gaze firmly on her floor. Nora slowly detached her hands from his although he tried to keep an iron grip. Then she turned his blushing face to his with her two hands at the sides of his face.

"I understand. This is just your way of protecting me."

Nora was enveloped in another hug but this time from JJ who knew exactly what Reid was feeling. One of her biggest fears was that what happened to Hotch and Hayley might eventually happen to her, Will and Henry. That they would both become targets of an Unsub. She wasn't like Hotch. She wouldn't be able to handle that as well as he did. And neither would Reid apparently.

All of them at in silence, each of them touching Nora in a comforting way, only to be almost thrown out of the way the moment a doctor called Nora's name. She raced up to the man, grabbing him roughly the white sleeves of the coat and demanded,

"How is he?"