c r i m i n a l m i n d s
time -
the healer
and the killer
it was almost as if she simply blinked and a month turned into thirteen years,
like the person watching her life hit pause on their remote and fast forwarded to the end.
the end of her...
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1.7
FBI Criminal, Cyber, Response and Services Branch (Critical Incident Response Group Division) - Quantico, Virginia
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A couple weeks passed by and Abigail was slowly trying to fit herself into the team. The team was dominated by males and consisted of only two females, the young Gideon being one.
She sat, writing up a report from the latest bomb threat in Virginia to which they had to come with the Weapons of Mass Destruction Unit as protection. Skiver being the leading agent led the team, Abbey following at the back which caused her to be walking backwards, checking no one was sneaking up behind them.
The biggest jobs were at the front and the back and she felt pressure but it was a successful operation. So as she sat, writing and tapping her foot she heard footsteps come behind her desk as someone said "BAU, two o'clock."
Abigail turned in her chair, looking at Agent Olivia Stewart and Agent Darren Wicher. She leaned, lacing the pencil through her fingers.
"They aren't that bad." She said,
"I'm sorry but whose side are you on?" Abigail rolled her eyes.
"Yours. I'm on this team but I'm also an Ally." She spun slowly in her chair and saw JJ walking through the CIRG bullpen.
"It's the liaison." Abbey heard Darren whisper before she found herself standing and flicking his head, the report in her other hand.
"Don't you have paperwork to do? Because as far as I'm aware, you read 400 words a minute, I read 5000 so whilst you've been bitching, I've finished the report." Abigail gave a sarcastic smile, tapping his desk with her report before turning on her heel.
"JJ!"
The blonde turned to the raven haired girl in relief.
"Oh thank god. I thought I'd walked into the wrong bullpen. Everyone's staring at me."
"Yeah because they think that the BAU are like the popular ones in high school." JJ tilted her head with a slight frown as Abigail turned around, walking backwards slightly.
"I'll get my stuff in a moment, just need to hand my report into the chief. Sit at my desk, it's that one there." She pointed with the file before running up the stairs to Skivers office, giving a rhythmic tap, smiling at her chief before moving forward.
"You get through your reports quickly, don't you Gideon?" Skiver asked as he took the report from her, skimming over the neat cursive handwriting that came from her fingertips.
"Believe me it's been proofread twice, I like to be organized and get my work done unlike chatty mc chatterbox out there." Abigail tilted her head with a slight chuckle as her division chief looked out his window, knowing exactly who she was talking about.
