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...........................................................................Emily's invites an old friend to help with a case, and someone on the team recognises her.
Smut, fluff, language
2516 words
This is when JJ left the BAU briefly.
-also I'm having like proper writers block so I'm so sorry how bad this is
Hair red, outfit decorated with sparkles and colours of green and blue that matched her glasses, she ended the room, Garcia.
She stood before them, the agents of the BAU, Aaron Hotchner, David Rossi, Derek Morgan, Spencer Reid and Emily Prentiss.
Who all sat in wait, to hear about the newest horrifying case out there for them.
"I know we've all seen the news. Mass murder in Miles City, Montana." Hotchner announced, handing out the several, full case files before informing them further, "Six people shot and killed at a gas station."
"Robbery?" The raven haired agent asked, her eyebrows flicking up in interest,
"No apparent motive." Rossi answered, staring at the documented description held in his hand before him,
"Any security footage?" Reid asked
"No. No cameras, no witnesses. Ballistics say we're looking at two shooters." Hotchner answered, his regular mono-tonal voice.
"Well, something at the station must have triggered them. It doesn't look like they had much of a plan." Morgan reasoned, his dark eyebrows furrowed and a resting hand lay on his face
Rossi spoke again, "and it may happen again, spree killers often repeat themselves."
As the team begins to stand, Prentiss walked in Hotchner's direction, hoping to ask a question, whilst all of the team members still remained behind her, listening intently with no intention of leave.
"Hey, Hotch?"
"Yes?"
"I have a friend who specialises in spree killings, I think she may be able to help. And I'd like to call her, if that's okay? She could be here 20 minutes tops with a go bag ready."
"If you think she could be a help to the this case then yes she can."
"Thanks, Hotch."
The chocolate, doe eyed woman left the room. Garcia, Morgan and Reid following close behind, the colourful presence asking the question, they all craved an answer to,
"Who is she?"
"Oh, Her name's Y/n. I used to work with her, awhile back. She's weirdly amazing at her job."
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Spencer Reid Oneshots
FanficOne shots/ Imagines of resident genius and pretty boy, Spencer Reid. Aimed at a female reader. -mainly fluff -language -smut -multiple parts at times -mature Enjoy! And I will be taking requests if anyone has any!