Criminal Minds Various x Reader

Training day

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"Pronto?" Maria's deep morning voice called out as she blindly answered the call.

Garcia answered back slightly confused, she definitely called the right number and the only person she knew who answered the phone like that was Maria. "Hi, is this Maria?"

Slightly more awake Maria sat up in bed, dragging a hand down her face with a deep chuckle, "Si mia reginella, che cosa fai?" She turned to look at her clock on her nightstand seeing that it's was only 7 and there was no need for her to call so early on a day off unless an urgent case had suddenly come in, "È sette, perchè chiami così presto, non abbiamo lavoro oggi?"

Garcia chuckled at the linguist, she forgot that she often spoke in her native tongue without even noticing she was doing so but blushed at the thick deep accent purring in her ears, she would have to call her like this more often. "English sweetcheeks."

Clearing her throat Maria grumbled in Italian before speaking up again. "Sorry mia reginella, but why are you calling so early? I thought we had a day off."

Still on the phone, Maria began getting out of bed and fixing it up as she listened to Garcia. The sun had begun to spill through the curtains, the faint sound of traffic filling the quietness of her apartment.

"I wish sweetcheeks, but today is Training Day, kinda a day off but we still gotta come into work. No files but sadly, rigorous physical activity." Garcia said this with a slight groan, already dreading the competitiveness that is Derek Morgan, knowing he would be a pain in the ass and making them work 100x more than they had to. Unfortunately for her, Maria was just as bad as him, if not worse.

Maria let out a small excited 'yes' and did a small dance of victory, "That sounds like a lot of fun actually, what time do you need me there?"

Garcia let out a small chuckle, "Oh little linguist of mine, you have half an hour to get your cute butt over here and be ready to sweat till you drop."

With wide eyes Maria hung up the phone with a small goodbye.

Holy shit, she had to book it if she wanted to be there in time.

As fast as she could, she threw on a pair of black capri leggings, a black sports bra, and a loose muscle tee with Metallica printed on but faded from the years of being tossed in the wash more times than she could count. Running into the kitchen as she pulls on her last sneaker, Maria stuffed a croissant in her mouth and quickly finished eating it after tying up her shoes. Annoyed with her unruly hair she decided to just throw her hair into a tight neat bun (as neat as you can make one while running out the door) and put on her leather jacket, grabbing her bag and helmet as she ran out the door.

Thankfully traffic was light and she pulled up to the parking lot with two minutes to spare. Lord knows she got honked at more than once with how she drove, but she didn't break any laws. At least she thinks she didn't break any. Who knows, at least she was on time. With a small sigh of relief she took off her helmet, still straddling her bike. Spotting everyone by the bleachers near the track she let out a small giggle as Garcia stood there gobsmacked at the sight of her on the beautiful vehicle. She slapped the arms around her to make them look and see Maria. All of whom had a variety of interesting reactions to the never before seen sight that was there before them. Garcia was the most exaggerated, eyes wide with her mouth gasping like a fish out of water, Spencer looked confused but slightly red for some reason? Morgan was smirking and let out a low whistle. Emily gave a heated gaze with an appreciative smile. Hotch's eyes were slightly widened as he let out a small "woah" and Rossi and Jj just gave small smiles, not affected like the rest of the crew seemingly was.