MultiFandom One Shots! (**Clean**)

This Criminal minds. (Part 1 of 2)

You are under watch by the FBI because of an attempt on your life that resembles that of a serial killer they have been trying to catch for years. Before you are taken to a safe house, they have assigned an agent to keep watch of you and ask you questions on the matter at hand. They need enough evidence to catch this guy before you can go off with no contact.

"Ms. Y/L/N?" Asked a tall narrow faced man with gray specs of hair above his ears.

"Yes," you answered. It had been an hour since you arrived and they finally sent someone to fetch you. I mean it was safe in the waiting room of an FBI building surrounded by agents, but the waiting made you nervous. This made you even more anxious when the man came in.

"I am Detective Hotchner and my team is in charge of this investigation. Please follow me." You quickly threw your phone into your purse and followed behind the detective.

"This is our main office for the Suspect Behavioral Analysis Unit," he said, as you entered a large room full of desks, cubicles, and lots of people moving every which way. When you made it across the room and up the little bit of steps he opened the door and gestured for you to enter. Inside, there was a rectangular table where detectives sat on either side. Two beautiful women sat on one side next to an older fellow with a somewhat old fashioned look. On the other side of the table sat a very attractive and muscular man who was whispering something into the ear of a interestingly dressed woman with adorable glasses. Lastly, right across from where you stood sat a quirky man with blinding eyes and an irresistible smile. He stared your way as you tried with all your might not to stare back.

"Alright," Hotch started, closing the door. "This is Y/F/N. Ms. Y/L/N, this is detective Rossi," he started at one end of the table, "Prentiss, Jareau, Morgan, Penelope Garcia, and Spencer Reid. Detective Reid will be keeping an eye over you while we find a good place for you to stay and catch our unsub. I promise you will be very safe with us."

"Nice to meet you," Reid said, shaking you hand for a little too long.

"You too," you pulled away. Awkward.

Hotchner guestured to the empty chair near detective Morgan and explained the situation as you sat.

Sitting at the table your eyes wandered around the room. It was a very plain and simple room it could be described as efficient for its lack of decor and design. The walls were dark gray with few scratches and many shadows dancing along them. You watched the shadows move in perfect ceremony with the detectives as they moved in their seats or gestured to a board that was filled with papers, notes, and pictures. Your attention was drawn to the one picture directly in the middle. As Hotchner pointed to the man, you recognized his plump face with a patchey five o'clock shadow and, worst of all, eyes that seemed to burn through your very being and send clear shivers down your body. You quickly looked down at your feet as the memories began to eat at your brain.

"Mrs. Y/L/N, are you alright?" Detective Morgan asked, making you pop your head up and the memory subside.

"Yea...yeah, I'm alright." You answered, the whole room paused.

"This is our suspect Marcus Dunger. He is believed to have murdered a young woman however, he has only recieved six months of jailtime for attempted assault and was last spotted near Quantico Creek Bridge. We believe he is connected to the Cutthroat Killer and his murdering of over 50 women between the ages of 18 and 35, most of them being prostitutes." Hotchner continued.

"Looking at the previous victims. The unsubs taste has changed drastically." Reid stood and walked to the board. "Aside from the obvious difference..." He paused and cleared his throat. "His first victim, Brenda Wallace, and the... present victim have no connections. They do not have any similarity except for the fact that Brenda Wallace and Y/F/N have the same eye color, which is different than all of the other victim's."