Late Night Conversations

Disclaimer: Criminal Minds and all associated characters and settings do not belong to me, I have just kidnapped them to use for my own wicked purposes. But I promise to put them back when I'm through. This story is for entertainment purposes only, and no profit is being made from it. No copyright infringement intended.

A/N: This is the first proper story I'm writing and I'm not sure how it's gonna turn out, so please be patient with me!

"Err, Doctor Reid?" He looks up at me and studies my face whilst trying to decide if he should know who I am. "I'm sorry have we met?" I smile at him and shift my book bag higher up my shoulder, "Sorry, my name is Sam; I attended one of your lectures at Georgetown. I'm studying for a BA in Psychology. I found your lecture really fascinating, and I've been looking into profiling in more detail since." I watch as he gets this slightly zoned out, panicky look on his face, "Sorry, I'm being really rude! You don't want to be talking to me about this in your time off! I'll leave you alone now, sorry!" I smile at him, trying to undo whatever I did that put that disturbed look on his beautiful face. I walk past him, to take a seat further into the cafe. I pull out the seat facing him, so I can continue to watch him. But then I change my mind, and I decide to sit with my back to him. Don't want to creep him out more by getting caught ogling him from across the room! I settle into my seat, put my coffee down and reach into my book bag to get out my notes. I pull out my file, my pencil case and a text book. I pile them a bit haphazardly on the table, and the text book tumbles to the floor as I drop my book bag under the table. "Shit!" I mutter to myself as I move the rest of my stuff further onto the table. I'm just about to lean over and pick up the book when he appears and hands it to me. I smile up at him, "Thanks!" I say as I place the stupid thing securely on the table with the rest. I look back up at him and he's watching me, quite intently! I can feel the blush starting to edge its way up my face, and I drop my eyes back to the table, mortified! "I'm sorry; I was a bit rude earlier. It's just, this isn't the first time . . ." I look back up at him and he's obviously feeling uncomfortable again. "It's alright, really, you don't have to explain yourself to me. I'm just a random person annoying you in cafe!" I really want to invite him to sit with me, just to talk to him. To watch those expressive eyes! He smiles at me, glancing down at the book, and then flicking his eyes back up to my face. His brow creases, and oh somebody pinch me it's so cute! "That's not on the under grad syllabus. In fact, most students wouldn't see it until their post graduate studies." I smile at him, and I can still feel the blush returning to my cheeks as I do. "Umm, no, I . . . I read around the subject, just a little!" I decide to push my luck and be cheeky, so I push the chair opposite me out a little with my foot. He looks at it, looks back at me, blushes a little and then pulls it out and sits. Now I don't know what to say, I really never expected him to actually sit with me! "Just a little?" He asks, raising an eyebrow. "That's a little heavy for some extra reading." I smile at him, put my arms on the table and lean forward a little. "I bet you read it before your second year, didn't you?" He relaxes into his chair a little and smiles back at me. "Good point. But what do you think of it?" I smile and lean back in my seat, put in a mock thoughtful expression on my face, and tapping my chin. "Hmmm . . . Well, to tell you the truth, I'm only half way through the first chapter, so I think I'll reserve comment for now!" He smiled a real smile at that. It reached his eyes and everything! I glance at my watch, and realise the time. "Shit! I've got to go, my bus leaves in 5 minutes!" I start to push my things back into my bag, and look back up at him. He looks disappointed that I'm leaving, and it makes me smile. "I'm here every night, after the library closes, until, well about now! It'd be really nice to talk to you again! I'm sure you could teach me more than all my professors put together!" I shove the last of my things into my book bag and neck my coffee. I smile at him, and he smiles back. "It was really nice to talk to you, thank you!" I have no idea what he's thanking me for, but he seems very sincere about it. "I'll see you again?" He looks up at me and nods, "Maybe." Now I can see my bus actually coming down the street, so I give him one last smile, grab my bag and run! I make it just in time, which is pretty much standard, but as I take a seat about half way along the bus, I see him come out of the cafe, he raises a hand in farewell and I wave back. I really think I will see him again, I really hope I will.