Disclaimer: I own nothing. I am not Chris carter….wait let me check……nope I'm not Chris Carter……

A/N This kind of goes along with my other fic Christmas shopping is never fun. But it's okay if you haven't read it. Oh and yes I stole the name from Criminal Minds.

Inherent Absence of Light

Helena Charters scrunched her nose as she sipped the coffee that she had just bought from the vender outside the J. Edgar Hoover building. She walked up to the building. Helena dropped the cup of coffee on the garbage, adjusted her black double breasted trench coat and walked in. She flashed her badge to the door man and was given directions. As she walked off she could feel the man's eyes following her. This happened so often it stopped bothering her. She had an amazing body and perfectly toned legs.

She got onto the elevator. Helena found the A.D's office with surprising ease. But most things came with ease to her. Helena was smart and pretty. She stepped into to the office to be greeted by his secretary. "Hello?" Arlene said. "Hi, I'm Dr. Helena Charters." She informed Arlene. "Oh, right the new transfer." She said smiling. "Hi I'm Arlene. The Assistant Director is busy right now. Why don't you take a seat." Helena looked at Arlene and it was like looking in a mirror. Both of them had short red hair and pale skin. But even there feature were similar. A round face and thin nose.

Helena sat down on the couch and responded to a txt that her niece had sent her. "Texting your boyfriend?" Arlene asked. "No. I'm single. It's my niece." She said with a smirk. "Yeah me, too." She said putting down a file. "Do you find it odd that we look exactly alike?" She leaned on her hands and looked at Helena. "Yes." Helena said looking up at her. Arlene's phone rang. "Yes sir, I'll send her right in." Helena stood up and brushed some lint off of her black pencil skirt. "He's ready for you." Arlene said. "Good luck." She added. For some reason she liked Helena.

Helena opened the door and confidently walked into the office. Skinner stood up and met her at the door. "Do you prefer Agent or Dr. Charters. "He asked offering his hand. "Either is fine." She shook his hand. Helena had the same effect on him that she had on every man. He was dazzled by her beauty. She sat down across from his desk. He sat down and pulled her file out from under a stack. "May I ask why you punched your superior in the face?" He asked. He was surprised that the tiny adorable agent in front of him could break the man's nose. "He was trying to seduce me and he attacked me when I refused him, of course everyone believed him instead of me." She said this calmly. "So the moral of this story is not to hit on you?" He asked smirking. "Only if I don't like you." She said. It came out before she realized she was flirting. She blushed and looked at her hands. Skinner smirked to himself. "You graduated from Yale." He commented. "yes." She said. She was very glad that the subject changed. "It says that you did a lot of undercover work?" He asked. "Yes, I took up acting in High school so The FBI has had me do some smaller undercover work. Nothing too big." Helena said modestly. "Very nice."



As he said this Helena's phone rang. Her ring tone was Back in Black by AC/DC, it was set for her niece. Helena blushed and silenced it. "Sorry, it was my niece she's on winter break." Skinner smiled at her. "It's alright. I have a teenaged niece, too. Her names Sarah." He told her. Helena smirked. "My family has the weird tradition of naming their children after Shakespeare characters. My brother was nice and named his daughter Juliet." She told him. "I don't think Helena is that bad." He said. "My brother's name is Macbeth. We call him Mac." Helena informed him. "Oh." He said. "Yeah." She said. "Do you want to see your office?" He asked. "Yes, of course." Helena said.

Skinner lead Helena down the hall to the forensics labs. In the back of the room was her office. The room was small but had a really nice view of the city. There was already a name plate her desk. "I'll let you get settled." Skinner said retreating from the office. "Thank you." She said. He nodded and left. She took off her jacket and hung it on the coat rack along with her purse. She put her phone down on her desk and then picked it up and read the txt. It read:

How is your first day going?

Helena quickly typed her response. She said:

It's ok. But my office is the size of a postage stamp.

Helena put the phone down and logged into the computer her username was her name and she used Folie a Deux as her password (translation double insanity or as Scully would say A Madness Shared by Two) It's a psychological disorder that Helena had great interest in.

There was a knock at her door. "It's open." She said. Her team walked in. They were a group of nerds, but not in the annoying way, and not one of them was over 35. There was six of them in total. 4 men and two woman. "Hi." One of the woman said. She was clearly the youngest. Agent Reilly, she was blond and had bright green eyes. "Welcome." The other woman said. Agent Lewis was the contrary to Reilly. She was African American and probably the oldest of the group, making her around 34. One of the guys, Agent Preston, looked shy and nervous. He had deep brown eyes and brown hair. One of the other guys, Agent Patterson, was big in a muscular way with messy blond hair and a dazzling smile. The last guys were both chubby and were laughing about something that one of them just said. Agents Potter and Clay.

Helena stood up and surveyed each of them. Preston shrunk under her glance. Potter and Clay stopped laughing. "Alright I'm Agent Helena Charters. You can call me Helena. Actually I prefer it. I'm very pleased to be working with you. I've gone over your files and I know that you are some of the best and brightest that FBI has to offer and I am going to utilize you all to the best of your abilities. There will be no more slacking. And if one of you could tell me where I could get a decent cup of coffee I would be grateful." Helena ended her speech by giving them a dazzling smile. Reilly whispered "I like her," to Preston. "Um, Ag- Helena the cafeteria serves up an okay cup a joe." Potter said. "Thank you, Preston can you show me the way to the Cafeteria?" He nodded.

Helena wanted a chance to talk to him. She wanted to know why he was so shy. She needed her team to work together like a well oiled machine and she wasn't sure if his shyness would interfere.