The BAU
This is all about Criminal Minds! Yay! And yes, I know, very creative title. ;) But anyhow, I just really wanted to make one and I can't really make it a lot like the show because I'm not that creative... but I'll try my hardest! I hope you like it. :) ATTENTION: MAY CONTAIN GROSS THINGS. IT IS ABOUT SERIAL KILLERS. Thank you!
"Reid!" I call as I see him hurrying into the building. He turns and looks around, finally seeing me running down the sidewalk. I catch up and punch him in the arm.
"Ow! What was that for?" He rubs his arm and I give him a look.
"I've been following you for, like, two blocks! And I kept calling your name and everyone was looking at me like I was crazy!" I throw my arms up and he opens the door.
"Well, I was thinking." Reid says simply. I roll my eyes but smile. That's what I love about Reid.
"So what was my little Reid thinking about?" I rub his head and he pulls away, trying to fix his hair.
"Nothing you need to know!" He exclaims and set his stuff in his cubicle. I set my stuff down to then peek over the short wall seperating us.
"Jerk." I glare at him until he leans back and looks at me. I continue to glare until he finaly smiles. That adorable, cute, heart warming smile. I feel some heat coming to my cheeks and I try to jerk away from his gaze. My chair slides out from under me and I fly backwards, landing on the ground with a thud.
"Oo, that looked like it hurt." Morgan walked in with Rossi and put his stuff down while Rossi shook his head.
"What did you do?" He asked, picking up my chair. I sat up and rubbed my head.
"I was bugging Reid and my chair tipped backwards." I groaned as I stood. Hotch appeared and called for us to meet him in the briefing room. Everyone started walking while I gripped the back of my head.
"Maybe next time you should be more careful. Did you know that mo-" Reid began to say before I put up my hand.
"Reid, when I want facts about chair related injuries I will ask." I sat down at the round table by in between Reid and Hotch. Garcia walked in with folders filled with paper. She gave everyone one file and turned on a slideshow.
"In West Virginia there has been several murders. Three girls were killed, one each day. They were found in their houses with multiple stab wounds and piano wire wrapped around their necks. They had been stabbed before being strangled and the un-sub left no traces except a single playing card: the joker The media has already named the un-sub after the Joker." Garcia flipped through the pictures of the girls without looking up.
"Wait, you mean like with the Joker... in Batman?" I asked staring at the picture of the blood soaked card.
"Yeah, and they want us there as soon as possible, before another murder happens." Hotch stood and left with the files. I stood too and gathered my things before walking to the jet.
Sorry for the short chapter, I just wanted to get things going right away. :) I hope you liked it!
"Ow! What was that for?" He rubs his arm and I give him a look.
"I've been following you for, like, two blocks! And I kept calling your name and everyone was looking at me like I was crazy!" I throw my arms up and he opens the door.
"Well, I was thinking." Reid says simply. I roll my eyes but smile. That's what I love about Reid.
"So what was my little Reid thinking about?" I rub his head and he pulls away, trying to fix his hair.
"Nothing you need to know!" He exclaims and set his stuff in his cubicle. I set my stuff down to then peek over the short wall seperating us.
"Jerk." I glare at him until he leans back and looks at me. I continue to glare until he finaly smiles. That adorable, cute, heart warming smile. I feel some heat coming to my cheeks and I try to jerk away from his gaze. My chair slides out from under me and I fly backwards, landing on the ground with a thud.
"Oo, that looked like it hurt." Morgan walked in with Rossi and put his stuff down while Rossi shook his head.
"What did you do?" He asked, picking up my chair. I sat up and rubbed my head.
"I was bugging Reid and my chair tipped backwards." I groaned as I stood. Hotch appeared and called for us to meet him in the briefing room. Everyone started walking while I gripped the back of my head.
"Maybe next time you should be more careful. Did you know that mo-" Reid began to say before I put up my hand.
"Reid, when I want facts about chair related injuries I will ask." I sat down at the round table by in between Reid and Hotch. Garcia walked in with folders filled with paper. She gave everyone one file and turned on a slideshow.
"In West Virginia there has been several murders. Three girls were killed, one each day. They were found in their houses with multiple stab wounds and piano wire wrapped around their necks. They had been stabbed before being strangled and the un-sub left no traces except a single playing card: the joker The media has already named the un-sub after the Joker." Garcia flipped through the pictures of the girls without looking up.
"Wait, you mean like with the Joker... in Batman?" I asked staring at the picture of the blood soaked card.
"Yeah, and they want us there as soon as possible, before another murder happens." Hotch stood and left with the files. I stood too and gathered my things before walking to the jet.
Sorry for the short chapter, I just wanted to get things going right away. :) I hope you liked it!
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