Love On The Field - Spencer Reid x Reader

PART XIV

It was half past nine when Y/N arrived at the office. Coffee in one hand and a box of pastries on the other. Still early for the briefing of the day, a good part of the team were yet to show up. After one quick scan around the bullpen, she went straight into the conference room ready to set herself down while she waited.

“What are you doing here so early?” She asked surprised to find someone already settled at the round table.

“What are you doing here this early?” The other woman questioned fixing her glasses, looking intently at her friend.

“Fair enough.” Y/N answered, finally going around the table and laying her things on the seat beside Penelope’s. “This is for you.” She said as she handed Garcia the pastry box. One loud gasp escaping from the other woman’s mouth.

“Are you kidding? This is my favorite bakery! How did you know?” She asked lifting the lid to take a glance at the delicious treats inside it.

“I’m a profiler now, remember?” Y/N joked finally taking a seat. “Layla said you mentioned it during your fitting…”

“Yeah, and I also mentioned how impossible it is to get anything from there. How did you do it?”

“I know some people.” Y/N shrugged placing both her hands on the table and drumming her fingers against it.

“Ladies.” Morgan greeted joining them at the conference room. A large paper cup full of coffee on his right hand. “Is that-“

“Yes, but it’s mine.” Penelope answered before Derek could even finish his sentence. Swiftly closing the box and bringing it closer to herself. “All mine.”

“How did you manage to get anything from there? It’s nearly impossible.” Spencer added walking into the room after Morgan.

“I know some people.” Garcia answered using the same words as Y/N, making her laugh.

“Everybody meet Agent Prentiss?” Hotchner introduced stepping into the room with Emily following him suit. The rest of the team after them.

“The other day. I've been filling her in on protocol.” JJ answered walking in with the case file in her hands.

“Derek Morgan.” He introduced himself standing to shake her hand.

“Emily Prentiss.”

“We can make nice later.” Hotchner said impatiently, taking a seat and opening the file before him. “What do we know?”

“The DEA raided what they thought was a hardened meth lab right here in Northern Virginia. But they found this instead.” JJ commented starting with the briefing. On the screen, a picture of the homemade device found at the scene.

“That could be a dispersal device for a chemical weapon. It's sophisticated.” Derek commented studying the image.

“Homeland Security is thinking Al-Qaeda.” She continued.

“They've developed devices that span the spectrum of sophistication. Some as simple as soda bottles and paint cans.” Spencer added.

“They're called “Al Ikh'te'rAA." Literally, "The invention."” Emily commented.

“That they are.”

“Do we know what the biological or chemical agent is, yet?” Hotchner asked.

“No, not yet.”

“The cell members bailed out through a tunnel. The DEA recovered a Nextel two-way and managed to intercept a message.” JJ informed the team. “That's not the transcript. It's...”