Erin smiled happily as the plane began to land in Tangier. Dave had arranged this vacation for them all, going so far as to include her, even though they had broken up months ago. Getting away from the office for a few weeks, though, was a welcome relief. She had been surprised, though, to see that neither Aaron's girlfriend, nor Jennifer's husband had accompanied them. The blonde had said that Will had had to stay home with Henry, which made sense, but Beth being absent was odd, she felt.

Not that it really mattered to her, all she cared about was losing herself in another culture for an entire fortnight. The plane taxied to their gate and she popped up, needing to stand after the long flight. It seemed that Dr. Reid was of the same mind as her, though he forgot to factor in how low the overhead bins were. She gave him a sympathetic glance and he nodded as he winced. Together, they helped pull down the other's carryon bags, handing them around. "Thanks, Erin," he said as they exited the plane, gathering in a tight circle around Dave.

"So, I thought that since we were in a new country we should switch things up. In this envelope are two sets of numbers, one through four. Those numbers will determine who you bunk with for the next two weeks while we're in Morocco." The others groaned lowly, while Erin just looked at him askance. He shrugged, a mischievous smile dancing over his lips. "Would you like to go first, Erin?"

"Sure, why not?" she asked as she held out her hand. Dave held out the envelope and she slipped her forefinger and thumb inside, fishing out a slip. Looking at it, she smiled. "Well, looks like I got number one."

Agent Morgan laughed a little. "Why does that not surprise me?" he said as he held out his hand. He quickly pulled out a slip and then elbowed Penelope. She plucked a number out and squealed in pleasure. "What is it, Baby Girl?"

"I got my favorite number! Three!" She showed them all the slip before tugging on Derek's arm. "What number did you get?"

"I'm a three, too."

"Must be kismet then, sweetheart." She snuggled close to him, letting him wrap his arm around her waist. Aaron went next, holding his number close to his chest as Alex and Spencer went next. They compared numbers, frowning a little, and she knew in that moment they had not been paired up. "What numbers did you three get?"

Aaron held up two fingers while Alex held up four. Which could only mean that Spencer is either paired with Aaron or myself for the next two weeks. Oh, god, I hope he's with Aaron. We would not get along at all. Her train of thought was interrupted when Spencer locked eyes with her. His single, solitary, finger caused her to gulp and she nodded slightly. She barely acknowledged when Jennifer got paired up with Hotch, leaving Dave to bunk with Alex.

"Well, this is going to be an interesting fourteen days," Dave said lowly, winking at her slyly. "Now come on, we have some luggage to pick up. And you have to walk with your partner. No time like the present to get used to each other."

Taking a deep breath, she made her way over to Spencer's side, smiling shyly at him. "I know I'm the last person you wanted to get paired with on this vacation. I'll try to keep out of your hair."

He cocked his head to the side as he tugged her carryon off her shoulder, slinging it over his. "I don't quite think that's what Rossi had in mind for this vacation. We're supposed to get to know each other."
"There's not much to know," she said lowly, bowing her head.

Spencer reached out and grabbed hold of her hand, squeezing tightly. "I highly doubt that, Ma'am."

"It's Erin, at least for these two weeks." From the corner of her eye, she saw him nod and she let out a long breath. "And may I call you Spencer?"

"Certainly." They followed behind the others, and she found herself becoming more relaxed in his presence as the moments ticked by. The luggage carrousel was already spinning by the time they reached it, and Spencer let go of her hand to join the other men, waiting for their luggage. Penelope came up to her side, grinning widely.

"Just so you know, Blake is quite put out. She assumed that she would be bunking with our resident boy genius. You know, Ashley once told me that he was most attentive to her needs." Erin felt her face turn bright red, tittering along with Penelope's full laugh. "Oh, I highly doubt you'll experience that, but you never know. What happens in Morocco, stays in Morocco, right?"

"That's how we're going to play it, Baby Girl." Derek came up to them, setting his hand on Penelope's shoulder. "After all, we're not in the office, are we?"
"That's right. Have fun, Erin. Let yourself go." She looked up into Dave's soft brown eyes and nodded slightly. "All right, the limo is waiting to take us to our hotel. Let's head out." Erin jumped a little as Spencer chose to settle his arm around her waist. The weight felt right and she unconsciously drifted closer to him. He helped her into the limo, sliding in next to her and pressing his leg against her.

The entire ride over, all she could focus on was how warm his flesh felt, even though they were separated by two layers of fabric. He seemed to take no notice of how he was affecting her, occasionally knocking elbows with her as they hit a bump in the road. Crossing her legs in an attempt to get away from him, she knocked off her sandal and fumbled trying to put it back on. Spencer bent and picked up the sandal, slipping it back on her foot and smiling up at her winningly. "Thank you."

"You are most welcome," he responded as he sat back up, scooting a little closer to her. As he fell back in an easy conversation with Alex, she sighed a little, catching Penelope's eye. The woman was grinning, and she shook her head.

"So, what are you going to do first?" the woman asked, leaning forward a little. "Me and my chocolate lava god are going to hit the beach and I am going to turn this pale skin tan by the time we head home."

"If you don't burn first, Baby Girl."

"That's why I have you to rub the sunscreen in." Penelope winked at her and Erin found herself laughing lightly. It felt good to just let go and not worry about who was looking over her shoulder, who was judging her every move. "And if you need his hands, too, Erin, just let me know. My honey boo gives great massages as well."

"That probably won't be necessary. I won't be in the sun much." She looked down at her lap, wondering what they would be doing for two weeks. She had no idea what Spencer liked to do outside of read, and she was really uncertain if their pairing up would affect what each of them wanted to do.

Spencer reached over and patted her thigh softly, never breaking his conversation with Alex as he did so. Something about the move soothed her and she looked up at Penelope, certain her cheeks were bright red. "Well, whatever the two of you decide to do, I'm sure you'll have fun."

Erin nodded and settled back, relaxing more and more as the drive went on. This time spent in Tangier was going to be amazing, she could just feel it.