Front Lines| Spencer Reid + Anne Grey

nine

"Round up your men," Anne's voice booms, calling to Sheriff Alcott. "We're done with the profile." The team had been working on the case for four days now, and a few ideas were starting to come together.

"The whole thing?" he returns, steadily approaching the woman from across the room.

"You sound surprised."

"I guess I am," he says, shrugging slightly. "It hasn't been that long." He expected the basic profile to take a solid week, so four days was a small shock.

Grey seems to understand, though four days was the norm for her. "Well, I mean, we've been dedicating every hour of the past few days to this case. Something was bound to come of it." She blinks a few times, nodding along as she spoke. "I get the surprise, though."

"Yeah, it's just a little slower around here, I guess."

"You have a lot more on your plate than we do. Sure, our suspects are a lot more prolific, but out here, every woman with a missing cat ends up on your desk." She spoke from experience, as she had known what it was like to take a hundred unimportant cases at once.

Alcott gives a chuckle, simply responding, "That's true."

"A'right, I'm gonna grab my team. Like I said, get everyone together," says Grey, as she turns, starting to walk down a hallway.

"You got it," echoes behind her.

Approaching the familiar door once again, she opens it, scanning the room and making eye contact with each team member for a split second. "He's gathering everyone."

"Good," Morgan replies, while the others give quick nods.

JJ holds Anne's gaze, asking, "Are we presenting this to the press?"

"No, this stays on lockdown," she answers, seeming to have already thought about that question. "If the media gets a hold of it, every blonde for miles is gonna scram. As good as that may seem, it would probably just make everyone a target, or cause the unsub to go into hiding."

"You're right," confirms Gideon, though he wasn't sure that she wanted assurance.

Anne still gives a nod, turning away and walking back out the door that she had previously entered. JJ stands up, following behind, while the others seem to hang back.

"How long before it leaks to the press, you think?" Morgan asks, scratching his jaw and furrowing a brow.

Spencer shrugs, not certain. "I'm sure Grey will crack down on everyone. They're her people, technically."

"That's true. Maybe they'll listen," Gideon mutters, rising from his chair and tilting his head back and forth, finally rolling back his shoulders as he approaches the door.

Glancing at each other for a moment, Morgan and Reid take the hint and follow after Jason.

When they get into the main room, it contains around two dozen people, most of which are stood in groups, waiting on something to be said.

"This is everyone, right?" Grey loudly asks, intending her question towards Alcott.

He agrees, saying, "Uh huh. Everyone that's on shift. We have someone taking notes for any officers that aren't in the building." He motions to a man, who gives a small smile to Grey and holds up a notepad.

"Good," she says, looking around at the officers in the room. Once Anne realizes that she has their full attention, she loudly continues, "Alright, Sheriff Alcott already introduced Jareau and myself, but this is Agent Gideon, Agent Morgan, and Dr. Reid." She gives a small gesture towards each one as she says their name.