Elijah hummed as he painted his nails black, having 'borrowed' some nail polish from JJ.
"Hey, so I- Kid, what in God's name are you doing?" Morgan blinked.
"Reid and Fleur keep telling me to stop biting my nails so I thought this might, I don't know, discourage it." Elijah shrugged, blowing on his nails.
"Think it'll work?"
"Not sure, but I hope so." Elijah sighed.
"Has anyone seen Fleur?" Morgan asked the boys.
"She's in Texas." Elijah told him.
"Texas?"
"She's working with Elle on a custodial interview. Child murderer." Reid nodded,"William Devries. He killed five adolescent boys with a sharp object but it was never known exactly what."
"Hotch is letting them do custodials by themselves already?" Morgan asked.
"Morgan, they'll be fine." Elijah assured him.
"Besides, they're quite tough." Reid added.
"And Fleur only gets into trouble when I'm with her." Elijah pointed,"She uses her brain more without me."
"Only sometimes." Morgan sighed.
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Elle sighed, looking through the file as her and Fleur sat on the train.
"Poor boys had no idea." Fleur shook her head.
"Do you think we should check up on the guys back at the office?" Elle asked, sitting down the file.
"I can give a call to someone." Fleur nodded,"I'll ask Gideon how they are." She got out her phone and called Fideon
"Gideon." He answered.
"It's me." Fleur sighed.
"DeVries cooperating?"
"We won't even be there for another hour. We took a train from El Paso instead of renting a car, wanted to look over files more." Fleur explained.
"Remember, he can't lie to you if-"
"If we know the crime better than he does. Yes, I remember dad." Fleur joked.
"Good, check in when you're done." Gideon nodded.
"Wait-"
"Fleur, I'm swamped here. I'm in the middle of two consults. NSA wants a threat assessment- Terror cell- Hamburg by six o'clock." He began breaking up.
"Gideon? What? I'm losing you."
"Fleur, I don't have time right now. Can we talk when you get back?" Gideon asked.
"Yeah, but- Hello? Gideon- Fucks sake." Fleur cursed and put the phone down,"We lost connection."
"I'm sure they're all okay. They can cope without us, right?"
"Hopefully." Fleur nodded,"Move to the inside seat, we can't risk the files being noticed."
"Good idea. Elle nodded, moving to the window seat across from Fleur.
Fleur went to speak before the train came to a sudden stop.
"What the hell was that?" A young man asked, taking out his earphones as he stood up.
"Don't worry, everything's gonna be alright." A guard walked through.
"What happened?" Elle asked him.
"Nothing Ma'am... You two on the job?" The guard looked down, noticing the files.
"FBI." She nodded.
"Suicide. Somebody jumped in front of the train." The guard sighed, kneeling beside them.
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Part of a Team - Criminal Minds Fanfiction
FanfictionFleur Howards was taken on her walk from from school at age 7. Originally from France, she was trafficked across Europe. She was forced into intercourse with older men but also trained to kill. Before she was saved by the FBI at age 17, she had been...
