Fingertips | Spencer Reid

Chapter 75

Chapter 75

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QUESTION OF THE CHAPTER: What's your favourite drink?

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The girl's fingers typed fast along the keys of the computer, eyes scanning over the screen as windows full of information appeared.

Hansen had decided to bother her by playing music while she worked. And not good music... just the crap he listened to. It seemed like every time she said anything related to it or groaned or sighed to herself because of whatever song came up, he would turn up the volume or play it twice. It was torture. Especially for someone who enjoys music as much as Thaleia.

"Technical Analyst Agent Blair, thank you for saving me" Hansen was nice enough to turn the volume down whenever she had a call, so she was grateful every time that phone ringed.

"You're welcome- what am I saving you from?" the man who was like an uncle to her chuckled.

"Awful music provided by my nanny" the man laughed "Do let me know what you need, oh mighty veteran"

"You make me feel old"

"You are- moving on!"

"These kids nowadays..." he joked "We need address for German Graham and any close relatives"

"Parents, grandparents, siblings, uncles..." the girl listed off as she typed.

"Exactly" the man heard her hum a tune while searching for what he had asked for "How are things with Reid?"

"I'm not allowed to talk about personal stuff while at work... my nanny will cut the line and start taking the calls himself if I do so. And believe it or not, I enjoy hearing your voices"

"Will we talk when we're back?"

"I don't think so. I also don't talk about personal stuff with people who are not my persona" after a couple more jokes between the two, Rossi hung up expecting to receive the addresses he had asked for in the next few minutes.

There was a knock on the door, followed by a second one after a minute passed.

"There's someone at the door" Hansen said without moving or looking up from his daily newspaper.

"No shit" she groaned getting up to open "Jordan?"

"Hey" the man smiled at her "Thought I'd pop up and take you for a coffee and talk"

"I uh... I am busy- I'm not really allowed free time and we have a case at the moment"

"I'll sort that out. Come on, grab your bag" Thaleia turned around, kind of expecting Hansen to say something about her not being able to leave, but that guy was still sitting in the same position that he spent the whole day in "I'll let you know when she comes back" Joran said to the 'nanny', who got up without saying a word and left the room.

Thaleia quickly locked the room and followed the man, both making their way to the lift. The doors opened a few seconds after they pressed the button only to come face to face with the one and only Spencer Reid.

Apparently the two thought they were being sleek about it, but Jordan saw clear as the sky that day, how they looked at each other. And it took him a lot to not make a comment about it right there.

The kids had decided to not say anything at the moment about what happened the previous Monday. It was relatively easy, seeing that they barely saw each other at work because of the 'punishments' that they had. Plus neither of them was keen on sharing their personal lives.