Mini Reid (Book 3 in the Boss's Niece series #Wattys2016)

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The next morning, I woke up in bed, alone. I smiled to myself as I smelt the familiar mixture of bacon and toast. I sat up and stretched. I noticed that it was 7:40.

"Crap." I said and quickly got dressed. I wore a pink blouse with black dress pants.

I raced out to the kitchen and grabbed a piece of toast and a glass of milk.

"Good morning." Spencer laughed.

"I'm so sorry. I can't stay for breakfast. I'm teaching a class at the FBI Academy and if I don't hurry, I'm gonna be late." I said.

"It's okay."

"You are the best."

I raced to the bathroom, brushed my teeth and combed my hair. Once I was done, I grabbed my keys and my messenger bag, kissed Spencer and was out the door and on my way to the FBI Academy.

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I walked into the lecture room. The students were talking, but once I walked in, a hush went over the class.

"I'm sorry I'm late. I slept in." I said.

"It's okay." a girl in the front row with red hair said. I smiled and went over what I was going to say.

"Hello everyone. My name is Dr. Melanie Reid. I'm an agent on the Behavioral Analysts Unit, or BAU for short. You guys can call me Dr. Reid if you want, but I would prefer it if you call me Mel." I started. "Anyways, at the BAU, we get called to go somewhere in the world, or even stay right in here Virginia, because there is a serial killer on the loose. Do you guys know how to tell if someone is a serial killer?"

The red headed girl in the front said, "They kill more than one person!"

"Correct. A serial criminal is defined as someone who commits the same crime over and over again, their MO never changes. There's serial killers, serial rapists or even both. If the killer only has one victim or has a repeatedly changing MO, it's a chance that it's not a serial killer." I said. "There's also a cooling off period. A cooling off period is the time between kills. If a serial killer has a long cooling off period, he might not be a threat, but, when the FBI, or the police for that matter, get involved, a cooling off period could become shorter from rage."

A boy around the middle of the class with short black hair raised his hand.

"Do you guys have lots of cases to choose from?" he asked.

"Yes."

"How do you choose?"

"It's quite simple actually. Say you have a case where there was two killings a month apart and a man is killing the people in his work every week. Which case would you take?"

The boy took a second before saying, "The second one."

"And why would you take the second one?"

"Because there's a chance of more victims sooner than the first one."

"Exactly. And that's how we choose. We decide cases by the threat of a new victim." I explained. "If the threat is a big one, we take that case. If the threat is a small one, we put that one aside until we get the first one done. And, we never split up. We always take a case together. We're a team."

I let my words linger. Not only for the students to think about them, but so I could think about them, too. We're a team and we always would be.

"That's deep." someone said.

The room laughed. I smiled and continued on.

"If this isn't enough to get you to want to join the BAU some day, I know something that will."

The whole class became anxious.

"What is it?" the red head asked.

"We have our own private jet."

Everyone looked at each other with wide eyes and dropped jaws.

"You're kidding!" a blonde girl exclaimed.

"Nope." I said. "In fact, I'll show you a picture of it in three, two, one."

I turned to the big screen behind me and extended my arms to the sky. Nothing. I slumped back and turned around.

"Losing their touch." I said. Everyone laughed. I turned back around and the picture of the jet was now up. "NOW they put it up."

"That's amazing!" someone said. "It's so cool!"

"It is. It ain't so bad to fly in either." I said.

The red head from raised her hand again. She was probably gonna get in the BAU. I could tell. She seemed very interested.

"Has anything ever happened to you?" she asked.

I gave her a small smile.

"A lot has happened to me." i replied. "But it just makes me stronger."

"Like what?"

I sighed. Time to go down memory lane.

"Before I was on the BAU, I was in an abusive relationship. I got on the BAU and I was stabbed on my third case, my abusive ex killed my best friend, stalked me, tried to kill me, bombed my car, kidnapped me-"

"Mel?"

I turned to see JJ at the door. I smiled at her and turned back to the class.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is SSA Jennifer Jarou, also known as JJ." I said. JJ smiled at the class before nodding for me to speak to her outside the door. I turned back to the class. "Be right back."

I quickly hurried out the door. JJ closed it behind me. I turned to her.

"What happened? Did something happen? Is everything okay? Are you okay? Is Spencer okay?" I asked.

"Mel, Mel. Calm down. Nothing happened." she said. "There was a call for you today at the BAU. Luckily, Garcia was out and I answered."

"And?"

"It was Dr. Whitlock."

My eyes widened and my heart raced. JJ's eyes seemed to be sparkling with happiness as she told spoke.

"Congratulations."

She quickly hugged me. I hugged her back, my mind reeling.

I quickly went back into the class room and smiled at the class. They looked at me, curiously.

"Anyways. Where was I?" I asked.

"You were kidnapped."

"Right! Anyways, out of all these bad things, good things have happened." I continued. I smiled. I couldn't help but tell someone. "Like recently, I found out I am currently pregnant."