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Once again another day of work had arrived. Maeve, in a better mood than the day before, attributes the good mood to the fact that she was able to wake up even earlier, allowing herself to read Spencer's book, even though she spent an hour sitting on Spencer's lap, he read as much as his concentration went. Allowed, he woke up an hour later to find the girl sitting on the edge of the counter reading with a cup of coffee by her side.
They reintegrate like the others, it is Hotch who notices that the girl was out of her daily work when he sees her typing on the computer as he passed by.
— Hunter? —Maeve looks up at the man.— What are you doing?
— Mhm. — She looks back at the computer.—I'm...going through some files. I help García.
— Why are you doing that?
The girl shrugged before answering.
— I'm from logistics after all, right?
Hotch doesn't dispute knowing that the girl's clinical knowledge is a quicker debugging of unsubs if required.
— Are you sure? —She nods.
Among her files on the screen, Hotchner can see how the not-so-old case in which he was in New York with the girl appears. He pats the girl on the back before leaving for his office. Half an hour later the team receives a new case being informed by JJ.
—Won't you come, Hunter? — Morgan stops when he doesn't see her enter the room.
Maeve swivels her chair around to look at her friend and flash him a sly smile.
— Not today. Maybe next time.
Morgan looks at her doubtfully but shakes her head and then walks into the room. It is Gideon who asks where the girl is. Spencer doesn't have an answer for it as he expected to see her there too, he was just as confused.
The team leaves after Morgan explains Maeve's absence, except for Hotch who was waiting to speak with the agent. He knew the team might be fine without he presence this time.
His plans take a backseat when he is informed of an unexpected visitor. The man enters his office and finds a woman sitting on the sofa.
—Agent Hotchner. — The black-haired woman stands up and offers her hand.— Emily Prentiss.
Prentiss who has requested a transfer to Quantico, waiting to join the team, having to go through the supervision of Aaron Hotchner and his cold face first.
— García. — Maeve makes a call from her desk to the woman's office. She can hear a bag of food behind the line.
— Hi, sweet lollipop
Maeve laughs at the name.
— It's not Morgan speaking.
— Oh I know that. — She laughs too. — What do you need, honey?
The brunette goes down with the mouse button looking for the information.
— There is a case to which I do not have access.
— Tell me the name.
—Tobias Hankel. — The computer blonde remembers that name very well. The mere mention of it made her swallow dry.— The file is encrypted, it won't let me read it.
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Fanfiction𝓬𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐲 It is the story of Maeve Hunter, A girl who has dealt with her life on the streets manages to enter the BAU unexpectedly, There Maeve meets Spencer Reid, the BAU's kid, Experiencing confusing emotions for her, Spencer...
