Peekabooo: Hi guys! I know, I know. Shame on me for starting another story.

I JUST COULDNT RESIST! After the last chapter of 'Easter Weekend' I was in desperate need of a cute, happy, story. It's not cute and happy at first but it will get happier later I promise. Please review it if you like it.

WARNING: Reid may or may not seem out of character in this story. If he does sorry, if he doesn't forget i ever mentioned it :)

Disclaimer: I don't own anything...blah blah blah. You know the drill.

Reid sat at the bar, alone, his feet not even touching the ground.

"Could I have another one?" he asked the bartender.

Reid had never been much of a drinker. He hated the way that alcohol clouded his thoughts and the way that it tasted. Especially beer. It tasted bitter and harsh. He had always liked sweet things and He wasn't really a regular drinker. But tonight was different. Emily's funeral had been that day and Reid couldn't sleep. He surprised himself and decided he wanted to go to a bar and get drunk. He was never reckless and he decided it was time he was.

"Sure, buddy," The bartender replied and poured Reid another beer.

A pretty blonde girl stumbled up and asked for a beer. From the looks of it, it hadn't been her first.

"Are you okay?" She asked Reid.

"I'm fine," Reid's voice slurred.

"Okay," She gulped down her drink.

"How about you? Are you okay?" Reid asked her.

"No. My mom died today," She looked down into her empty glass.

"My friend died a few days ago," Reid looked at her. She was beautiful, even though she was drunk. Her light hair was long and curled, her face was flushed, and her lips were a pretty light pink.

"Sorry," the girl muttered.

"Sorry," Reid repeated.

The two sat there and had drink after drink. The next thing Reid knew he was lying in his bed with sunlight flooding his room. He was perfectly content just lying there for a moment. But then he realized there was someone in bed with him.

Reid slowly turned his head and looked at the blonde woman that lay next to him. After that everything came rushing back to him.

"Oh my god," Reid whispered quietly.

The girl's eyes popped open and she looked at Reid with shock.

"Oh god," She muttered to herself. She rolled off the bed and scrambled to find her clothes. Reid's face was bright red and he was so embarrassed. He hurriedly got dressed.

The girl was fully dressed when she got up off the ground.

"What was your name?" She asked, blushing.

"Um Spencer Reid," He cleared his throat, also blushing.

"I'm Rory. Rory Simmons," She said buttoning up another button on her shirt.

"It's nice to meet you," Reid said. But then he realized he had already met her.

Rory laughed and rummaged through the purse she had. She got out a pen and paper, then wrote her name and number on it. She left it on his dresser.

"I don't usually do this. I promise," She said, trying to reassure him.

"I don't either," Reid blushed again, handing her his card.

"You don't seem like you do," She put on her converse sneakers and read his card.

"You're an FBI Agent?" Her jaw dropped.

"Uh yeah." Reid got out, not able to say much more.

"Well. Goodbye Supervisory Special Agent Dr. Spencer Reid. Maybe I'll call you. Or you can call me. I've actually got to go plan a funeral so don't wait around this week." She walked out the door.

Reid just sat on his bed, dumbfounded. If Morgan found out about this, Reid would never hear the end of it. He had just had a one-night stand with a beautiful blonde girl.

3 weeks later Reid sat at his desk, doing paperwork when his cell-phone rang.

"Dr. Spencer Reid," He answered.

"Spencer. It's uh Rory. Rory Simmons. Do you think we could talk? In person?" The voice was shaken and gruff.

"Yeah. Uh. How about the coffee shop on third?" Reid suggested, butterflies filling his stomach. He glanced at Morgan's office, silently thanking god that he hadn't moved back into the bullpen.

"Great. When should this happen?" She asked, her voice a little brighter.

"How about half an hour?" He asked. It was almost time for his lunch-break.

"Sure." Rory said, surprised.

"Okay. See you there," Reid smiled to himself.

"Yeah. Bye." Rory hung up the phone.

Reid got in the silver car he had reluctantly bought. The metro was just getting to crowed lately. He drove to the little coffee shop on third. It was his favorite coffee place ever. He slid into his usual booth that was in the corner. He pulled out a book and began Reading.

"Hi Spencer. Sorry I'm a little late," Rory sat across from him, in the booth.

"Oh it's okay." Reid said, putting his book down.

He had never been comfortable around women and this was no exception.

"Well. I have to tell you something." Her voice faded.

"What is it?" Reid's eyebrows crinkled together.

"I'm...pr..pregnant," Rory got out, looking away.

Reid's eyebrows uncrinkled and then they raised.

"Are you sure?" Reid asked quietly.

She nodded and looked away again

When Rory looked back her eyes were glossy.

"I'm sorry," She said through her tears.

"No. No. It's okay," Reid said, still trying to process that he was going to be a dad.

She still looked sad so Reid tried to cheer her up.

"There are approximately 6 million pregnancies every year throughout the United States. And 6 million more women deal with infertility," His tone was lighter.

She laughed, "Well I am not within those six million that are infertile"

"Obviously," Reid laughed weakly, "So I'm really going to be a dad?"

"If you want to be. That's what I came here to talk to you about," Rory looked uncomfortable, "I don't expect you to be there if you don't want to."

Reid could not believe what he was hearing. Was she implying that he could leave and forget about his baby?

"No. My dad left me when I was little and I wouldn't want to do that to my...baby," He said, the words 'My baby' felt foreign on his tongue.

"Okay." She looked down at her coffee cup.

"My job. It requires me to travel a lot."

"I know. I googled you." She blushed.

"I don't know how much I'm going to be around," Reid admitted.

"I know. And that's okay." She nodded.

"I have to go," Reid frowned, looking at his watch, "I'll call you."

"Okay." She smiled at him.

"Bye," he said awkwardly.

"Bye," she replied.

Reid walked out, frustrated.

He had gotten a girl pregnant and he didn't know anything about her.

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