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IF SOMEONE were to ask Astra Hart now she felt sitting in an interrogation room, handcuffs attached to the metal table in front of her and a McDonalds hat sitting uncomfortably on her hair-wash day head, she'd say something along the lines of 'so fucking pissed off that she might commit a few felonies once she got out of this place'.
Though she knew that once Dylan eventually gave her name up she'd be arrested, Astra had expected that she would be something of an enigma to the FBI — that there would be a manhunt out for her, only for them to find her in an apartment, a pretty dress on and perfectly done up hair. Unsurprisingly, Astra had gotten a bit ahead of herself. Half way through her six hour McDonalds shift, the police came in, guns blazing yelling that she was under arrest.
The series of events that unfolded next were as followed; she was handcuffed, manhandled, did a walk of shame out of the fast food restaurant( it wasn't her first time, which made it even worse ), asked if she could make a quick pit-stop at her apartment (which definitely didn't look like it would belong to a part-timer at McDonald's) so she could change, was refused and was shoved in an interrogation room where she had been sat for the past three hours.
Maybe she was a criminal, but they should surely still respect her time. She was human, after all. But, summoning all of her Law and Order knowledge, Astra had concluded that the FBI was watching her from the other side of the two way mirror. So, if they were going to make her wait, she was going to unsettle them, at least a little.
Her suspicions had been right, on the opposite side stood the BAU, observing the young woman's behaviour — not like there was much — seeing as, since they'd arrived, she'd done nothing but stare menacingly at them, Derek Morgan, more specifically (though of course, she didn't know that much )
"Has the hostage told us anything else about the girl?" Derek forced himself to tear his eyes away from the blonde. She was so calm and collected, as though being interrogated was a part of her daily occurrence, like possibly facing life imprisonment wasn't that intimidating.
"Only her name, Astra Hart." Jennifer Jareau 'JJ'informed him.
"Have we had Garcia run a background check?" Morgan asked, confused as to why they were all standing and observing this girl instead of interrogating her until she broke down in tears, revealing everything she knew about the Black Wolves. Morgan was sure he could be the one to make her confess.
"There's nothing on her." Aaron Hotchner revealed, much to the adversity of Morgan's now deflated ego. "All we have is her birth certificate. Yes Garcia is looking through her relatives as we speak."
Morgan cocked his head, he wouldn't back down.
"There's always something we can use against them."
authors note.
saw the new hunger games this and it was so good omg
