Charlie Ray has been friends with Aaron Hotchner since they we're 5 years old. Charlie's mom died when she gave birth to Charlie and her dad he was an abusive drunk and always beat her. Growing up she almost always was at Hotch's house. Now her and...
Charlie sat up breathing heavy and sweating. She looked around startled before putting her head in her hands. Every night it was the same thing. Same dream. Same person. Her dad, all she could dream about was him beating her almost killing her. But she wakes before he can kill.
She looks at the clock by her bed and it reads 2:38am. Charlie groaned then got up. She went her in kitchen and got a drink of water and made her self a bowl of fruit. After eating she showered and changed into work clothes.
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Today was Charlie's first day back at Bureau. She was working with Hotch again. She worked with them a while back but then her dreams got really bad and she was starting to lose sleep because of it. She started therapy and did everything. About a week ago she ended therapy and was cleared to go work back at the Bureau. Her therapist told her, her dreams with still come and go, but eventually she wouldn't have them anymore. Even though I was three in the morning she went to the Bureau. She knew they weren't closed, they were open all twenty fours of the day. She drove to the Bureau and walked over to her desk setting her bag down.
She sat down grabbing some old files out of her bag and she began to look at them. Around 6:20 Gideon walked up to her desk.
"We got a case come on." He said and she put her stuff away and followed him.
"Everybody, meet Agent Prentiss." Hotch said walking in.
"I've been filling her in on protocol." JJ told him.
"And welcome back Agent Ray." Hotch turned to Charlie.
"Charlie?" Garcia said standing up and hugging her
"Good to have you back." Morgan said
"Derek Morgan." Morgan said shaking hands with Emily.
"Emily Prentiss." Emily shook his hand.
"Theodore Grant. Nice to meet you. Heard great things." Theodore told Charlie sitting down next to her.
She looked beside her to be met with a guy with dirty blonde hair, beautiful smile, blue eyes, a beard, and he obviously very well built, it was like his muscle were begging to rip his button that was tucked into his pants.
"We can make nice later. What do we know?" Hotch asked JJ.
"The DEA raised what they thought was a hardened meth lab right here in Northern Virginia. But they found this instead." JJ said clicking the remote to bring up a picture.
"That could be a dispersal device for a chemical weapon. Sophisticated." Morgan said
"Homeland security's thinking Al Qaeda." JJ said shaking her head.
"They've developed devices that span the spectrum of sophistication, some as simple as soda bottles and paint cans." Reid said
"They're called Al ikhtwraa. Literally the invention." Emily told everyone.
