I'm Her
Derek Morgan
NP: Confession - WINNER
(CA/N: Coincidence that the title is WINNER'S song?(tho its the opposite) I think not (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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"Agent (Y/N) we have FBI here!" A detective shouted and you motioned your hand to let them come in. Your hands on the waist, two guns at your sides as you wear simple fit blue turtleneck and jeans.
"Hello I'm Agent (Y/N)" You smiled, shaking hands with few unknowns FBI, three women and three men, all seem confident and used to this.
"Hello Agent (Y/N), I'm--" Suddenly your phone rang and you excused yourself for a second.
"Hey how is it going (R/N)?" You ask the parol officer that called you, whom does the round tonight. "I saw another body Agent (Y/N)...!" He mentioned.
"Calm down (R/N), take a deep breath and--" "I-I CAN'T! THIS ONE HAS BEEN CUTTED--OH MY GOD" He screeched.
"Shut the fuck up and calm down officer! How can I know where are you if you can't even talk properly by screaming like a little girl?!" You snapped, earning shocked stares from the FBIs.
"Okay, okay. Got it. I'll come down there, just stay" You ordered, hung up the call and turned to a pale face man with furrowed eyebrows.
"So where are we? Your name?" You revised. "Yes, I'm SSA Hotchner. This is SSA Morgan, JJ, Garcia, Blake, Rossi and Dr. Reid"
The said man, Hotchner stated and you nodded, waving your hand slightly with a child-like smile. "Ssup" "Hey!" Garcia and JJ grinned. "Hello" Rossi and Blake smiled back. "Hi" Reid small smiled awkwardly.
"Let's go to the crime scene, I'll drive" You walk off, pacing faster than the others as you called few officers with you, they came run along by your side then.
"Oh my god she looks like the hero from action movies with her bitches by her side and cue the shades and an explosion" Garcia giggled and Morgan chuckled.
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"Crime scene doesn't look bad like before, this is a lot more bloody though" "Oh my god--" You heard Garcia mumbled and walks off somewhere. Shaking your head, you studied the crime scene alone.
"Doing okay?" A voice asked and you glanced sideways to see Morgan raises his eyebrows at you. "I guess so" You sighed. "Oh yeah? Hit me" He crossed his arms. You sigh, clearing your throat.
"Signs of struggle, bruises on the neck and the face which means personal. No wrist watch even though there's trace of him wearing it, whether for trophies or a robbery. Half of the body covered in dirt, don't like being seen or attention...?" You blinked, awkwardly smiles.
"Wow that's good, never expect an agent good on profiling" Impressed, he pats your back comfortingly. "I do my home works, gotta look best" You proud smiled, striding along with an officer you knew that you stumbled.
"She's just like you" "What?" He slightly jumped when Reid came close and muttered that. "But not exactly like your physical, she's fit but not buffed like you"
"She always kick the door first in every house invade." At this point Morgan is doing the i-dont-always-do-that face.
Simply ignoring him, Reid continue. "She even work hard than anyone I saw at here since she used to handling many tasks at once in her hands."
"She is calm and relaxed when doing work. Often take charge on cases since the officers trust their guts in her. She's not bad at fighting too, like you" The doctor ended, small smiled and walks off.
"I'm her." Morgan grins, his brain thinking that he just met a doppelganger in another gender.
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WHAT R U WHAT R U
WHAT R U WHAT R U WAITIN' FOR
If u know this song, I will dedicate my next one shot for you, only if you comment here LOL ('∀')
THANK U FOR 2.23K ILYASM♡
Profilers, are you ready for more feels?
