Chapter One: Pilot

Shailene's P.O.V.

"Emily, darling can you take the new shipment to the back? I'm not quite done with this box so I don't know if I'll get to it quite yet" I spoke, not looking up from the arrangement in front of me as I spoke to my assistant.

I heard her heels walking towards me, before stopping directly beside me and taping the box beside me on the table back up. I looked up from the table planner, smiling towards her, before I watched her walk past the double doors into our back receiving room.

"You know you're really working yourself overtime" Emily spoke as she walked back towards me, standing on the other side of the table. I looked up towards her and sighed softly, knowing she was right "I'm sure this could wait another day. We still don't have the book placements done for last week"

I groaned "I know. We're falling behind and it's driving me nuts."

"Why don't we take on a new hire? The two of us can't run this by ourselves. No matter how much we think we can."

I nodded "Maybe Emerald will come work here. She's old enough now and I think it's about time she got into this business."

Emily and I moved everything off the table back onto the boxes beside the floor, before moving them back into the receiving room. After everything was back to normal, I pushed my dark hair from my face and pulled it onto a bun on the top of my head.

"Your boy is here again" Emily whispered from beside me. Her green eyes filled with mischief "Same section."

"He's not my boy," I blushed

Emily giggled "He comes in here every Friday and Sunday, and you can't keep your eyes off him the whole time that he's here."

"Stop it," I blushed

"Someone's got a crush" Emily sung softly.

"No, I don't." I could feel the blush deepen as my face grew hotter "I don't even know him."

"How are you going to know him, if you don't go and talk to him?" She asked, crossing her arms at her small chest "Go on, or else I'm taking my shot at him,"

I looked over Emily's shoulder to see him walk across the stone floor, before taking a seat in one of the lounger chairs beside the large window towards the back. He dropped his messenger bag to the floor, resting on top of the Arabian patterned rug, before he dug out a book and placed it at his lap. I watched with a soft smile as his hair fell into his face, before he swept it away and tucked it behind his ear.

"I wouldn't even know what to say," I spoke, looking away quickly and down towards my hands.

Emily smiled "How about a simple 'Hi' and then go from there. He's your type. Obviously smart with the death sized books he brings here."

I nodded my head and set my paper down, before walking around the counter and towards him. My ballet flats fell almost silently against the hard floor as I walked towards him, walking around the large oak table that was right in the foyer. I flattened the skirt of my dress, before moving to grab some scattered book left on the table behind him, and peeking down at the book on his lap. I couldn't make out the title on the page, and I took that as my intro.

"What are you reading?" I spoke looking over his shoulder.

He turned quickly in his seat and looked up towards me, his brown eyes wide in shock, and I smiled sheepishly in embarrassment. I tucked a ebony curl away from my face, as his eyes darted back down towards his book, as I walked around the chair to sit on the end of the coffee table.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." I whispered softly, biting on my lower lip lightly

"Uh, um…" He spoke nervously "The Narrative of John Smith,"

My smile widened "I love Sir Doyles workings. Then again who doesn't?"

He looked towards me confused "You read Sir Doyle?"

I nodded my head "I sort of have to with my line of work. Can't run a bookstore without reading something I think."

He slowly closed the book on his lap, and nodded his head slowly, and sat up straight in his chair.

"Sorry." I nervously began to play with the edge of my skirt "I shouldn't have disturbed you."

I moved to stand up, when he moved forward slightly "No. Sorry. I...I'm not great with…"

I blushed lightly, before sticking my hand out towards him "Let's start over. I'm Shai Mitchell"

"S-Spencer...Spencer Reid." He spoke nervously, before reaching forward to shake my hand.

"Nice to meet you, Spencer."

He looked towards me with a confused look, "Nice to meet you too. Um, where exactly are you from?" I rose my eyebrows towards him "I'm...sorry. Just...I hear an accent."

I chuckled softly, before nodding my head "My family is originally from England, before we moved here for the business."

"It's faint," He pointed out, mostly talking to himself it seemed, but I heard him none the less.

"I've been here for about ten years, and sadly, the accent is going away the more I find myself here in America."

He ducked his head and blushed "Sorry."

"Don't be. Mostly people want me to speak more and more when they meet me." From behind me, I could hear Emily call my name "Well, I...I must go. It was nice meeting you Spencer"

"You too," He whispered softly, offering a small smile, before I turned and walked away back towards Emily.

Spencer's P.O.V

I watched as she walked back towards the front of the store, before standing in front of a small girl with brown hair that was pulled back from their face. I watched as they whispered towards each other, before Shai walked towards the door and disappeared out of my sight. I'd been coming here for two years, and never have I been able to have the courage to speak to her. She always was here every time I came, only on the weekend, and would talk myself up to say anything too her. But would soon lose the courage, and walk away quickly, and ducking out of the store in embarrassment.

I tried to focus back on the book on my lap, though it was pointless really. I had already memorized each page for the thirty fifth time, and didn't even need the book to read it. But now that I'd know her name, my focus was mainly on her.

From the corner of my eyes, I watched as she walked back from the room, before moving to stand behind the counter. Her hand rose up quickly to move a fallen curl from her face, and tucking it behind her ear. The afternoon rush began to come into the store, and quickly her attention was away from the papers before her, and to the people walking towards her for help.

As I rose from the relaxation of the chair beneath me, I grabbed my bag and slung it over my shoulder, before I moved to place the book back inside. Moving towards the back of the store, I walked towards the coffee shop, and ordered a large coffee, and a small treat. I knew I had to be to the offices in twenty minutes, but a part of me didn't want to leave now that I'd finally gotten to talk to Shai.

"Spencer." I turned around quickly as I heard my name being called from behind me. I couldn't help the nerves as Shai walked towards me.

"Um, I…" She looked smiled towards me, but it hesitated for a moment. She was nervous "I was wondering if...maybe you'd like to hang out some time? I know just met, but…"

"Uh, sure…." I spoke quickly, without a thought really going into it. "My schedule is a little tricky at times. But...sure."

Shai smiled brightly "Awesome. How about coffee? Tomorrow morning? We can meet here if you'd like."

I nodded my head nervously "Sure."

The barista from behind the counter called my name as my drink was placed on the counter, and stepped forward to grab the cup, before turning back towards Shai.

"Cool. Um...have a nice day Spencer. See you tomorrow" She smiled, before she was pulled away by a curious customer.

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Shailene's P.O.V

"So you finally asked him on a date?" Emily asked as we cleaned up the store. The door were locked for the evening, as we tried placing the books back in their place. For a small store, people seemed to make a mess of it quickly.

I nodded my head, as I shelved a book back into the teen section "Yes. I noticed that he get a coffee before he leaves, and wanted to catch him before he left."

"What's his name?"

"Spencer. Spencer Reid." I smiled, feeling my heart flutter for a moment as I moved down the aisle "I don't really have much else to go on, except that he likes large Caramel Macchiatos and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle."

Emily nodded her head, before turning to shelve another book "Sexy."

I finished the cart before me, till I turned towards the back room to push the empty cart into the back. I placed the empty cart into the back, before letting Emily do the same. We locked up the back room, before moving back onto the main floor. From the back, towards the cafe, I could see Miles finishing up his night preps.

The three of us grabbed our things before separating and heading towards our cars. After getting into my Jeep, I drove towards the CVS at the end of my block, and ducking inside to grab a bottle of red wine and Milano cookies. After paying for the midnight treats, I walked back towards my car, before getting inside and making my way back towards my condo.

When I walked inside, I heard the soft meow of my Balinese kitten, as she moved to rub her side against my leg. Setting my bag on the small foyer table, I bent down to pick her up, nuzzling her neck with a soft kiss.

"How is my little Amelia? Hmm?" I spoke softly towards her, before settling her back down on the floor. She let out another soft meow, before running towards the back of the house.

With the wine bottle in one hand, and the cookies in the other, I placed them both down onto the coffee table of my living room. I kicked off my shoes, before falling back onto my couch, and letting my muscles relax instantly. Amelia sat on the other cushion, curling herself into a small ball, and softly playing with her own tail.

Leaning forward, I grabbed my bottle opener, and opened it quickly, before pouring myself a glass. Turning on my television and turning it on towards the Entertainment News channel to watch my quickly pleasure of Hollywood gossip. I laid back on the couch and relaxed, as my body sucummbed to the pleasure of the wine, and couldn't help the smile that crossed my face as Spencer entered my mind.

AN: Hello there lovely. This is my 1st official attempt at Criminal Minds fanfic. I like writing for my favorite TV shows and C.M is no exception. This idea of a story have been going crazy in my mind, and wanted to get it out before the inspiration went away. Please leave a review for the chapter.

Next chapter will be Spener and Shai's little date. I will be mostly writing in Shai's P.O.V and might have a few sections of Spencer.

Shai's "face claim" is Emilia Clarke

Emily's "face claim" is Elizabeth Olsen

warning now: this story will start off as "T" but will slowly go into "M" as the story processes.

xo

Charlie