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Chapter 1

"Baby girl, who else are we waiting for?" Morgan asked while his arm rested around Garcia's shoulders. They stood in front of the entrance of an amusement park. The sun was slowly setting over the horizon, illuminating the sky with a dark orange hue.

"Emily, Reid, and my friend Jane." Garcia replied in a chipper voice. "I really think that Reid and Jane will get along."

Morgan chuckled. "My my, did you just set up Reid?"

"Yes, I did. Don't go telling him and ruining the future romance." Garcia playfully nudged him before waving to the approaching Reid.

"Hey guys, hope that I'm not late." Reid greeted. He took off the sunglasses he wore and tucked them into the collar of his buttoned-up shirt. "Still waiting for Emily?" He adjusted his purple scarf to prevent it from flapping helplessly in the brief breeze.

"There she is." Morgan replied, spotting Prentiss and a brunette stranger in the distance. The stranger appeared to be laughing at something Prentiss was saying.

"I have brought the tribute!" Prentiss announced once she arrived with the stranger in tow. The stranger brushed her hair out of her brown eyes and smiled at the group.

Garcia laughed in delight and looped her arm around the stranger's. "Everyone, this is Jane Foss, a fellow Avenger." She began to refer to each individual. "This is Derek Morgan, the chocolate thunder god I've always told you about." Morgan chuckled and shook hands with Jane. "This is our resident genius, Spencer Reid." Reid awkwardly waved and Jane returned the gesture. "You have already met Emily and myself. Now let's get tonight started!"

The group bought their tickets and proceeded through the entrance in little time. They stood around a map, debating on which ride they should begin their fabulous adventure with. They settled on a water log ride that promised to soak its participants thoroughly. They made their way over to the selected ride with Garcia and Morgan in the lead, followed by Prentiss, Jane, and Reid.

As Jane was about to enter the line, a child bumped into her. She dropped her phone and it skidded to a halt in front of Reid's shoes, momentarily blaring an instrumental song. The child apologized profusely before running off to join his mother and older brother. Jane turned to see Reid holding out her phone.

"Beethoven?" Reid inquired. He looked at her curiously. In his book, anyone that appreciated the German composer was definitely worth knowing.

Jane thanked him, grateful that her phone survived the tumble, and nodded. "Yeah, his music is relaxing."

"Come on, you two!" Prentiss called from the front of the line. Garcia and Morgan stood behind her, quietly taking amusement at how Reid was already curious of his new friend. Reid and Jane looked up from their conversation before hurrying to catch up with the rest of the group.

Morgan let out a whoop. "That ride was definitely wet! What ride should we go on next?" His t-shirt and cargo pants stuck to his well-built form, earning a wolf-whistle from Garcia.

"Maybe a rollercoaster to dry off." Prentiss suggested. She wrung out her soaked hair and casted a glance at the only two dry members of the group. "What I don't understand is..."

"How are you two so dry?" Garcia finished, looking at Jane and Reid questionably. Even her own curly ringlets hadn't survived the water ride's shower.

"Our feet are wet." Jane commented. The squishing wet sound protruding from her dark flats emphasized her point.

"We sat near the back so most of the water wasn't able to reach us." Reid added in a satisfied tone.

"I don't know how you two did it, but I agree with Prentiss. We gotta dry off." Morgan said. He jabbed his thumb in the direction of the nearest rollercoaster.

Reid hesitated, looking over his shoulder at a haunted house. "You guys go ahead. I want to check out the haunted house." He spoke up.

"I'll go with you." Jane piped, grateful for his decision. She wasn't too keen on anything that involved great heights, especially a rollercoaster.

Morgan looked at the two and grinned. "Alright. See you two back here after." He waved and started off in the direction of the rollercoaster with Prentiss and Garcia following. "Try not to make out too much!" His voice echoed back to Reid who promptly ignored it.

With a blush, Reid headed toward the haunted house. He hoped that the faint darkness of the evening masked his embarrassment. "Acrophobia?" Reid asked, turning to glance at Jane.

"Um, yeah." Jane answered sheepishly. They neared the end of the line for the haunted house. "How did you know?"

"Your voice hitched up an octave earlier." He paused before continuing, wondering if he should enlighten her on the treatments of the phobia. "Herbs such as lemon balm and lavender could help soothe nerves and maintain a positive outlook. Though the most effective and natural remedy is exposing yourself to heights. Some people might participate in exposure therapy with a dose of cortisol, a hormone released by the body in times of stress. However, that hasn't been proven to be effective one hundred percent."

Jane looked up at Reid and blinked. Garcia had told her beforehand that Reid was extremely intelligent, but she hadn't expect that type of response. "Thanks, Spencer." Jane said and smiled. "I'll try the herbs sometime." The two stepped across the threshold that separated the line and the decorated house. Fake headstones littered the lawn while dismembered skeletons protruded from the ground. "Do you like scary things?"

"Of course." Reid replied with a hint of glee in his voice. "Halloween is my favorite holiday." He ducked under a fake spider the dangled above the entrance of the door. Ominous music and creaks flowed throughout the hallway. The two continued their trek through the ghoulish house, slowing every once in a while as Reid admired the decorations.

Feeling a prickling sensation behind her neck, Jane wanted to reach out for Reid's arm. She heard heavy footsteps approaching them and was fearful of what was about to happen. She turned the corner and came face to face with a figure whose face was bashed in with bloody nails. She let out a scream and clutched Reid's arm, pulling him along. "Come on!" She shouted over the growing menacing music.

"It's not that bad," Reid called out. He watched Jane skitter her way between figures that popped out from hidden crevices through the rooms and hallways. He had to admit that it was comical to see another federal agent act that way.

"Yes it is!" Jane brushed aside bloody and worn pieces of cloth out of her sight of vision. She jumped as her fingers brushed against a scaly figure. She spotted the exit in the distance, but groaned when she discovered that a bloody clown stood in the middle of it.

"Is that Bozo?" She wasn't able to see Reid clearly in the dark, but she was sure that he was amused at her antics. He certainly sounded like it. She tiptoed around the unmoving clown and stepped closer to exit- also known as freedom. "Bye, Bozo!" She turned to see the clown waving at them.

Once outside, Jane took a breath of fresh air. She was glad that the horrifying detour was over, but still more relived at accompanying Reid instead of facing the wrath of the rollercoaster.

"Did he steal your heart?" A voice breathed down Jane's neck. She screeched and grasped Reid's arm, much like a child that needed their protective plush toy. She calmed once she saw that the inquirer was a man with purple hair, presumably a staff member. She shook her head and the man smiled before walking away.

Taking a look at Jane's fear-filled expression, Reid broke out into a grin and began to laugh. "I'm sorry for laughing, but you have to admit, that was pretty funny."

Jane lightly punched Reid in the arm and returned the playful banter. "Oh yeah? I'll laugh at you when you get scared then."

"Sweetie pie, what happened?" Garcia asked as she approached with the rest of the group. "We saw you clinging to Reid like a terrified koala."

"Nothing big, just had a mini-heart attack while genius over there laughed." Jane flashed Reid a thumbs-up when Garcia bombarded him with her purse.

"Emily, she's hitting me." Reid cried out in mock pain. Both Prentiss and Morgan looked at the scene with amusement.

"Well, I hope you learned your lesson, Reid." Prentiss began. "It's time for the circus show."

The group walked to a giant red and white tent located in the back of the amusement park. They selected a middle row of seats and sat down with armloads of popcorn and drinks. They chattered about how they all heard how amazing the featured circus was. Trapeze artists with lightening fast agility and wicked contortionists were to be expected. Their conversation came to an end as the lights dimmed and the stage below became engulfed by darkness.

A voice began to speak from within the shadows. "Welcome to Cirque de Lumière."

A/N: I hope you enjoyed reading the first chapter. It's been a while since I posted up a fanfic. Please review and let me know about what you think of it so far. Thanks for reading!