Girl Genius (ReidxReader)

     It was your first day on the job as a part of the FBI’s Behavioral Analysis Unit. You'd been working most of your life to get there and become the best of the best at criminal profiling, and finally you almost were. You had already turned down the BAU’s offer twice due to schooling, and after finally obtaining a master’s in biology, you felt you were ready to take on the actual job. Turns out everyone there thought you had been ready a long time ago.

    Right now you was starting to regret not actually starting to work sooner. The Quantico building was amazing, the people were fantastic, and there were investigation boards spread throughout rooms everywhere. You really did want to jump up and down and squeal, but that would only make you look more immature than you probably already did.

    Elle was your new coworker showing you around. Her and you got along pretty well since she was the only female you had met so far besides “JJ”, who seemed a bit too stuck up for your taste. Besides them, you had also met Hotchman, who you also got along with decently, and Morgan, who you still had to warm up to. At the moment, you were being dragged by the elbow to go meet the resident genius that everyone couldn't stop talking to you about. According to them, you and him were going to get along amazingly well.

    "He’s around here somewhere, I could’ve sworn I just saw him,” Elle muttered.
She then yanked you limply past a rolling cart and through an open door, nearly making you collide into a young man who looked about your age. He was wearing one of those sweater vests that not everyone could pull off and a collared shirt that you thought happened to look pretty darn good on him. Not to mention his face and his hair were amazing. Just like, wow.

    “Dr. Spencer Reid, this is Dr.(F/N)(L/N). She’s new here and I was just showing her around to the team, as she’ll be working with us from here on out,” Elle introduced us.

    “As in the Dr. Spencer Reid?” you blurted out, eyes widening.

    The man just furrowed his brow and responded with an awkward, “Yes? Do we know each other from somewhere?”

    “Well, you don’t know me, but I’ve read all about you, Doctor Spencer Reid who graduated high school at age twelve with an eidetic memory and a reading speed of 20,000 words per minute. It’s not like a creepy thing though, I’m totally not stalking you, I just really admire your work?” you rushed out. What in the world were you saying? It was as if you had lost control of your vocal chords and your neurons had stopped transmitting entirely. Plus, you thought your face might have been turning a bit red.

    Elle stifled a giggle and Reid’s face also flushed a bit. Well, first impressions had never really been your thing.

    “Well, you’re behavior and profile don’t suggest that of a stalker, but I can neither confirm nor deny that under the circumstances. If it makes you feel any better, I’ve also heard a decent bit about you. It seems the BAU has been trying to get a hold of you for a while now, so why the sudden change in interest?” he asked. Was I the only one who thought his nerdy speech pattern was totally adorable?

    “I’ve actually been schooling for the past few years, I just finished getting my Master’s in biology,” I responded.

    “But you’re a doctor?”

    “Yeah, I've got a doctorate in psychology, sociology, and physics.”

    He rose his eyebrows and a new sort of grin spread over his face as he turned back to Elle, who was just standing to the side with an amused look on her face.

    “How long did you say Dr.(L/N) would be staying with us, again?