A Criminal Minds x Reader (EDITING-IN-PROCESS)

Chapter Five

"Let's just get out of here. We can order pizza or something when we get back," Gracie said, feeling guilty of the events that had happened.
"Gracie, it's alright, honestly. The Feds have him now and you got your wallet back. We should be thankful that nothing else happened," You tell her as she nodded in agreement.
As the three of you were walking out of the restaurant, you gasped slightly to yourself as you saw the agent you had punched in park. His left eye was bruised, but it wasn't swelled shut at least.
"Hotch, I'm telling you. She would be a good candidate. She took down a man that was twice her size, maintained my pace-" The three of you made awkward eye contact with Morgan and Hotch as they were entering the restaurant.
"Aren't you the girl that assaulted one of my agents earlier? Reid, get over here," Hotch managed to stop the trio from leaving.
"You're the girl from the park," Reid confirmed Hotch's allegations.
"What's going on YN?" Thomas asked you.
"She assaulted one of my agents. She could face charges," Hotch gave you a low stare.
"She was looking for a shed, for her scrap book. I don't understand how she could have been taking pictures while assaulting an FBI agent," Gracie was doing her best to help you but you shook your head to cut her off.
"Pictures?" Reid chimed in. He looked as though he was trying to profile you.
"It's a hobby of hers-"
"Gracie, Thomas, it would probably be best if you were to head back to the apartment. I have a feeling I'm going to have to talk to the agents for a while. I'll call you, ok?" You did your best to assure the couple, but their confused expressions stayed on their faces as they left.
"Go ahead, arrest me for assault. It would ease my guilt," you say as you held your arms out, anticipating that they were going to arrest you.
You watched as Morgan eyed Hotch and then Hotch took a deep breath as he looked over at Reid.
"Come in for an interview tomorrow. Morgan told me you saw the press conference, right?" Hotch said as he opened his wallet for a business card.
"Are you serious?" You were in shock. This had to be some type of joke.
"Be at the office at nine sharp tomorrow," Hotch said before heading back to team's booth.
"AM or PM?" You asked as Morgan smirked.
"AM," Hotch said and with that, they left you very dumbfounded.
"Fortune cookie, miss?" One of the cashiers offered you.
You smile as you as you accepted and continued to walk outside. Cracking the cookie in half, you unfolded the paper that was inside.

Faced with what is right, to leave it undone shows lack of courage. Confucius

Before getting into your car, you took one last glance at the restaurant. Perhaps,  you thought, the next time you would be here, you could be an FBI agent.