Elijah was scratching his arm. He'd just been to his first AA meeting and Strauss was dropping him off at the BAU. He didn't want anyone else knowing.
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." Strauss assured him.
"Thank you for doing this." Elijah looked up at her.
"Of course. If you ever need anything else, just give me a call."
"I will."
"Promise me?" Strauss sighed.
"I promise." Elijah nodded.
"Have fun."
"I'll try my best." Elijah chuckled as he got out of the car.
"Tell Dave I said hello." Strauss hummed.
"I'll make sure to." He assured her.
"Bye Elijah." Strauss waved and drove off.
Elijah sighed, waving after Strauss before he headed into the BAU Headquarters and into the elevator.
"Morning." Fleur hummed as she ran into the lift.
"Morning to you too." Elijah smiled.
"You okay?"
"Me? Yeah, why?"
"Just wondering, Reid came in himself today."
"I told him to go without me, I wanted some extra minutes." Elijah shrugged.
"Of course you did." Fleur pressed the lift to the floor.
"I was tired after that last case, man was freaky." Elijah shook his head.
"Does he go in our creepy list?" Fleur looked at him.
"Fleur, he painted pictures with blood." Elijah blinked.
"And stole eyelids." Fleur added.
"I didn't think id need to say he was on our creepy list."
"I can write it down when we get up." She hummed.
"Good idea." Elijah nodded as the elevator door opened.
"Ah- Ah!" Garcia put out her hand,"Come on. No going to desks."
"Oh, come on." Elijah sighed.
"Sorry." Garcia chuckled.
"You're lucky I love you." Elijah shook his head,"And my job."
"More that you love her." Fleur shrugged.
"Shh, that's a secret." He pointed.
"Come on." Garcia clapped.
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In the Conference Room, they listened to the recording of a 911 call from a Bruce Morrison whose two daughters had gone missing.
"That call came in an hour ago." Hotch nodded.
"How does a single father lose his teenage daughters for thirty-six hours?" Elijah questioned.
"He doesn't." Rossi answered.
"His girls are gone. He doesn't blame anyone." Blake pointed.
"And he doesn't use any buzzwords first responders are trained to hear. He never says 'missing, abducted, runaway'.." Morgan added.
"Maybe that's what they did, though. Maybe they ran away." Garcia suggested.
"There's no history of that." Fleur shook her head.
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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...
