A/N: Beta read by the wonderful and amazing editor frog! Thanks for all the help!

For the first time in many months, the BAU actually had a few days of. An entire weekend, as a matter of fact. The fact that they were guaranteed not to be called in for three wonderful days and nights made them all relax more than usual. Derek Morgan had suggested that team should go out for drinks after they punched out Friday night, and his idea had been greeted by the rest of the crew with smiles and excitement. As the timecards hit their slots, the BAU hit the nearby bar. Well, at least the younger part of the team. Jason Gideon had not felt up for barhopping and had gone home, and so did Aaron Hotchner. So with the "old dudes", as Morgan so politely called them, away – the BAU was free to play.

The bar was smack full of people. Not unexpected, as it was Friday night and there were more people than Morgan, Garcia, JJ, Prentiss and Reid who needed to relax after a hard week's work. Grabbing the first available table, they all sat down to catch their breath after elbowing their way through the crowd.

Prentiss sighed as she sat down. "God! There's like a million people here tonight!"

"Do you have any idea how lucky we are to even have a table?" Garcia flung her neon pink purse over the back of the chair.

"Well, estimating the number of people in the bar to somewhere around 350, divided by the number of tables, which is around 30, with 5 chairs around each table, I would say we'd have about a one in..." Reid began, but never made it to the finish line.

"Shut up, Reid!" The entire ensemble at the table simultaneously turned to the young agent and told him in chorus what they thought of his mathematical talents.

Reid pressed his lips together in an embarrassed smile and looked down at the table. "Sorry."

Morgan had not yet sat down, and went over to the young genius. "Don't take it too personal, kid! We're just not in the mood for statistics and logics right now." He put his hands on Reid's shoulders and squeezed them. "Now, what can I get you ladies to drink?"

"I'll have a beer, my knight in ebony armor!" Garcia smiled and winked at her colleague.

"I could go for some wine." Prentiss.

"Well, since you're buying... I'll have a Grasshopper." JJ quipped and smiled at Morgan.

"I'd like a Virgin Mary, please." Reid looked up at Morgan, who was still holding his shoulders.

Morgan frowned at his only male friend at the table, and then gave a big smile. "Wow, Reid, I didn't know you considered yourself a lady!" He laughed, accompanied by the women at the table as Reid blushed and babbling tried to explain himself. Morgan stopped him. "I'm playing, kid. But tonight you're drinking beer, like a normal person!"

The young doctor ignored the urge to argue, knowing he'd only lose in the end, and would be ending up with a beer in hand anyway. He figured he'd just skip the middle hands and go straight to the finale.

Morgan returned to the table a few moments later, holding the desired drinks for the ladies – and a beer for Reid. The team was happy to engage in a conversation that didn't include the words "UnSub", "victim" or "corpse". It was a true escape from reality, and everyone around the table were smiling, laughing and babbling all over the place. It was hard to imagine that one single night away from Quantico and their work could have such impact on the team.

An hour went by. Then two. Well into the third hour, the friends around the table had been talking endlessly about everything and anything. JJ and Prentiss had broken away momentarily to visit the little girls' room, leaving Garcia, Reid and Morgan behind at the table.

Morgan nudged his younger colleague. "Hey. I think you are being checked out." He discretely nodded towards the bar.

As Reid turned his head, he was met by the smiling gaze of an insanely beautiful brunette. She was looking straight at him, hunger in her eyes. The young doctor felt blood rushing to his face and quickly turned away, back towards Morgan. "She's not looking at me, Morgan, she's looking at you."

"Like hell she is!" Morgan's smile was as wide as his face as he saw the total obliviance in his co-worker's eyes. "Reid, that woman is totally scoping you out!" He leaned over towards the young man. "And she looks about ready to eat you up! Go over there, talk to her!"

Reid shook his head, making strands of brown hair fall into his face. "No, no, I can't. I don't know how to talk to women!"

"Oh, come on – it's not that hard. Reid, go talk to her. She's crazy hot!"

As Reid was still objecting, Garcia slid a small glass filled with a clear liquid towards him. "Down it."

"What?" The young agent looked confused.

"It's a confidence-creator! Down it, and you'll be able to talk to her, I promise."

Reid looked at the glass for a moment, frowning. But then, surprisingly enough, he took it, put it to his lips and let the shot slide down his throat in one gulp. He did not expect the burning sensation inside. He coughed and croaked, putting the glass back down. "Yikes!"

"Feeling the confidence yet, sugar?" Garcia smiled at her junior colleague.

A few moments went by as Reid tried to steady his stomach. The shot went straight to his head, and a slight fuzz came over him. "Hmm... I think so." He stood up; his feet steady but his head slightly aloof. Smiling slightly, he shoved his hands into his pockets, and started his walk over to the gorgeous brunette.

"Go get her, tiger!" Morgan called after him, making the young doctor turn half way and glower at him. The older agent merely laughed at his co-workers attempt to look even the least dangerous. Now he and Garcia watched as Reid walked up to the woman and attempt to begin a conversation. Morgan leaned towards his female colleague, not letting his eyes leave the young doctor. "What exactly is in a 'confidence-creator'?"

"Tequila."

"Wow. Poor Reid. I hope he doesn't throw up on her."

"I hope he doesn't greet her in Klingon, like he did with the last one."

"Oh, god!" Morgan winced and buried his face in his hands. "I do remember that! It was painful to watch."

"To say the least. But let's keep our fingers crossed for the success of boy wonder."

"Amen to that, sister..." He'll need it, Morgan mused silently.

But as it turned out, Reid didn't need any crossed fingers. Before his colleagues' eyes, the woman let him sit down beside her, and moments later, one of her slender hands had come to rest on his left thigh. Their conversation seemed to be going rather well as they both laughed and smiled. Reid was waving his hands, gesticulating wildly as he told some story, and the woman watched him, seemingly not bothered by the fact that she was nearly hit over the head on a few occasions. The young doctor's motor skills weren't as good as they usually were, but he didn't seem to notice.

JJ and Prentiss had returned from the bathroom, only to be met by two very distant co-workers staring at the bar. "What's so interesting?" JJ tried to look over Morgan's shoulder.

"See for yourself." Garcia pointed at Reid, still flaxing his arms in conversation.

Prentiss and JJ broke out laughing. "Is Reid hitting on her?" JJ whimpered as she gasped for air.

"Actually, she was the one devouring poor Reid with her look." Garcia turned smiling towards her blonde team member. "He took a shot of tequila and went over there!"

"I can't believe it..." Prentiss shook her head, still giggling.

The team turned away from Reid and his apparently non-existing conversation skills, and went back to their own discussions. Only moments later, the young doctor came over to the table, poking Garcia in the ear. He said nothing, but a big smile rested on his lips.

"Aaw, what happened?" Morgan asked. "She turned you down?"

"Don't worry, sweets – we saved your seat!" Garcia patted the chair next to her.

"Actually, I was just coming over to say goodnight." He smiled even wider. "We're leaving."

Morgan raised his eyebrows. "Seriously? Reid, you sly dog you!"

The young man blushed and looked at his shoes, still smiling.

"You call me tomorrow; let me know how it went!" Morgan continued and winked at his young colleague.

Reid nodded as he waved goodbye to his gang. Turning away, he took a few steps before turning back, still in motion. "Maybe." He winked back at Morgan, then went over to the beautiful brunette and let his arm snake around her waist as they left the bar.

Morgan shook his head, a wide smile plastered on his face. "My man!"

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Reid followed the woman, who he had come to know as Angelica, into her apartment. It was a big, luxurious flat with what seemed to be very expensive furniture. His eyes fell on a beautiful vase on a pedestal in the spacious hallway. "Ming-dynasty, probably late 15th century. It's exquisite!" He took a few steps forward to admire it from a closer range.

"So are you", Angelica purred as she slid up behind him, wrapping her arms around his chest. Pressing herself against his body, Reid could feel every curve of her figure touching his back. It made him shiver. It had been a long time since he had been this close to a woman.

Turning to face her, he was met by two emerald eyes staring straight into his. They radiated sexual energy, and it was directed straight at him. The young doctor swallowed hard and bit his lower lip at the encounter her gaze. He was once again feeling very nervous.

But that didn't seem to bother Angelica. She smiled and stepped back, as if she could feel his insecurity and chose to let him reassure himself for a moment. "Would you like some wine?"

Reid once again swallowed and nodded. "Yes, please." Hoping that the alcohol would calm his nerves, he followed her as she swayed into the living room. The young doctor was in awe as he entered the room. It was filled with antiques and fine art, all of which carefully placed throughout the walls and bookshelves. He admired her taste. As he approached the bookcases, he realized they had more in common than he thought. Chaucer, Descartes, Alighieri, Nietzsche and Jung, all perfectly alphabetized. "You have great taste in books."

"I have great taste in men." Angelica came towards him as he turned around. Holding two glasses of wine, she handed one to Reid and motioned him to follow her. Sitting down on the couch, the two sipped their wine in silence for a moment. "Nice tie." She smirked.

The young doctor looked down onto his tie. It was green and had gray streaks all over it. "You like it? I got it for my birthday last year, this is the first time I've ever worn it because I thought it was a little bit too much – I don't think green is my color, but JJ told me that..." He never got to finish his sentence before Angelica leaned over and pressed her lips against his. Stunned, it took Reid a few moments to realize what was happening, but the moment he did he responded to the kiss, still a bit insecure.

As their lips parted, Angelica smiled. "Lose it."

"L-lose what?" Reid was confused, and still in shock from the sudden kiss.

"The tie. Lose it."

After a quarter of a second's hesitation, the young agent put his glass down and undid his tie, placing it on the armrest of the maroon couch.

"That's better." The beautiful brunette reached back and released her hair from it's binds, letting it cascade down her shoulders. She held her glass up in front of her. "Bottoms up."

Complying, Reid lifted his glass from the table and put it to his lips. A few mouthfuls went down his throat and the glass was empty. The wine had a terrible aftertaste, but he decided against mentioning it. He didn't want to ruin the moment. Putting the glass back on the table, he leaned back in the sofa, pleased with the slight buzz in his head.

Angelica moved towards him, letting her hand touch his chest. "Spencer..."

Reid turned her head towards her, expecting another kiss. "Yes, Angelica?"

"Do you like me?"

"Oh, yes, you're a very nice woman."

Angelica stood up before him, and began unbuttoning her shirt. The slow exposure of flesh was enough to send the young doctor into a state of pure awe. As the black shirt fell to the floor, Reid was gaping at the woman standing in front of him. She was perfect. Never in his life could he have imagined being with a woman like her. His mouth gaped at the sight of her near naked upper body.

"Would you like to touch me, Spencer?" Angelica smiled and looked at the awkward young man on her couch, who seemed to have trouble deciding weather to talk or heave.

Reid reached up towards her chest, hand trembling in anticipation. The only garment on her upper body was made of silk and was nearly see through. His fingers brushed against her stomach on their way north. As the young man's hand finally met with its target, Reid was in heaven. It had been years since he had touched a woman like this.

Suddenly the buzz in his head began turning into a blur. His eyes had trouble focusing, beginning to see double. All of a sudden there were two hands where there used to be one, and Reid let go of Angelica's bosom. Rubbing his eyes, he tried to gain back some sense of clarity.

"What's wrong?" Angelica asked, still standing in front of him.

"I-I don't know..." Reid mumbled. "My head, it's..."

"It'll be over soon." Not an emotion was heard in her voice.

Through the blur in his mind, he tried to look up at the gorgeous woman before him. There were now two women as his eyes crossed, and he began to worry. "I... I should go..." Trying to stand up, he fell over, landing on his knees, slumping over the living room table.

"I don't think that's a good idea, Spencer." Angelica's intonation didn't change one bit as she stepped away from the fallen young man. "Just stay still and you won't hurt yourself."

Reid tried to focus, but it was impossible. Letting go of the table, he struggled to get on his feet, only to fall over yet again, this time landing shoulder first on the hardwood floor. The young doctor fought to rise, but to no avail. Making it so far as to pushing his upper body up on his elbows, his head gave up and he collapsed onto the floor, unconscious.

Angelica waited a few moments, making sure the young agent was incapacitated, then walked into the bedroom and took out her cell phone from her purse. She dialed, and waited for an answer. When it came, a look of relief came over her.

"He's out. Come and get him."

A/N: So, what did you think? Should I continue with the next chapter? I think all the Reid-mindwhumping-fans out there would like me to, my head is very dirty right now :) R&R my pretties!