As told, Danny packed slowly and made her way to the front. Her mood fell after seeing them get cozy during the lesson, but now she had hope after she saw the girl leave with the rest of the students. Danny made her way to her favorite BAU team member.

"Hey Spencer," Danny monotonously greeted out.

"Hi? Um," he seemed to have trouble again with his words, like the first time they spoke. Danny curses herself for making him act like this. "I just wanted to know why you left the other day. I watched the first episode of The Fresh Prince and I wanted to talk to you about it. But you know..."

Danny left. Of course she did. It looked like he wanted to speak to somebody else, but now Danny could see that she was a fool. Spencer watched a tv show just for her and she couldn't even stick around to talk? Maybe he just wanted to be friends. And that was a hard pill to swallow, but she could except that.

"I'm sorry. I had something to do," she lies. "How was it? What did you think?"

"It was interesting. Not exactly as intellectual as Dr. Who. It was a basic reality show. For the time, it was a little progressive," Spencer puts his hands in his pocket and Danny is sad to see them hidden from view.

"Oh. You didn't like it," she forces a smile.

"No! Wait. Well yes. It's not my type of entertainment. I'm sorry," he looks genuinely apologetic and Danny feels like an ass again for calling it so bluntly.

"Shit. I didn't mean it like that. I just... I could tell you didn't think it was that good. That's fine. I'm sure Dr. Who is an amazing show. I'll have to watch it sometime," Danny smiles for real this time and thankfully Spencer can tell. Apparently he's good at detecting negative emotions.

"Hey, I have to go but maybe I'll see you again this week Mr. teacher," Danny winks and his cheeks flush. "Nice lecture today. But I already knew all about geographic profiling." Her pride shines through her voice. Good thing too, because she was more intent on studying his arms than his words.

"Oh really? An enthusiastic study, I see. When I was in college, I tended to skip ahead of my teachers too," Spencer seems to pause. "Call me Spence, when we aren't in the classroom."

When would they not be in the classroom? Danny thinks. Her stomach fills with the tingly sensation of butterflies. She bites her lip.

"Okay, Spence," Danny tests it on her tongue and it rolls right off. His hands tighten in his pockets.

"Why don't I give you my number," he adds and Danny almost explodes. "You know, just so I can give you reading material in case you want to get ahead again. Or if you watch Dr. Who and tell me what you think?"

His statement starts out confident and then fades as he goes along. If Danny hasn't seen him flirt with that girl, she would have assumed he was new at giving girls his number.

"Okay. Yeah, I would love to have your number," Danny hands him her phone, unlocking the screen and adding a new contact. He types for a few seconds and turns off the phone to hand back to her. The smile huge on his face. He looked like a child making a move on his first crush, if only that were the case. Danny has to remind herself that she's only a friend to him.

After leaving the classroom in better spirits this time, she checks her contacts to see Spencer's. 'Spence' he wrote for the name. At least she can tell he was adamant about her calling him that. No emojis or anything by the contact, just simple Spence.

Danny has SSA Dr. Spencer Reid's phone number. Her inner romantic is screaming, as she has her regular bad ass look on her face. Maybe with the twitch of a smile.

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