A New Addition

(The first Story)

"So JJ, I heard we're getting a new media liaison since Rossi convinced you to become a profiler." Emily said, sitting on the edge of JJ's newly located desk in the bull pen.

"Yeah, I told Hotch that it would help us better focus on profiling if we had someone to handle the media and the loads of case files that came through. While Hotch was out of town last week Myself, Rossi, Strauss, and Morgan had the interview."

"So did you find someone worthy of the job?"

"We found someone who would fit the job perfect, even better than me."

"Then she must have had an impressive interview for you to say that."

"She is pretty young, only 24. She is super organized, has two Masters Degrees one in Psychology and the other in Public Communications and a Bachelor's in Criminology. She is very dedicated to her work and highly motivated to do this job. She has even passed the entire academy testing with flying colors."

"Does this girl have a name?"

"Darcie Walker." JJ paused for a moment and laughed to herself.

"What is it?" Emily asked.

"It's kind of strange, she would vaguely remind you of Hotch. I know that sounds weird, but she had his very professional demeanor and seriousness, when it comes to working and her job that is her total focus, but on the other hand she has an extremely vibrant personality and plenty of smiles to go around." JJ looked to the glass doors and nodded in her direction, "There she is now."

Reid, Rossi, and Morgan gathered by JJ's desk as Darcie entered the bull pen. "Wow." Reid said. Darcie's presence was demanding and her youthful beauty, most stunning. With a smile she walked straight up to the team, her heels clicking in a pencil skirt and blazer suit with a white dress shirt. Her brown eyes met with each team member upon her approach and her slender face out cast a most uplifting smile, revealing her bright spirit. Reid was the first to speak, "I'm Dr. Spencer Reid it's nice to meet you." He said with a goofy smile and his hands in his pockets.

"It's nice to meet you and you must be Emily Prentiss." She said sticking her hand out with a most confident handshake.

"I am and it's a pleasure to meet you." She said returning her handshake.

"And it's a pleasure to see you again Special Agents Morgan, Rossi and JJ as you specified earlier." Looking to JJ for a confirmation on her name, in which she received a nod of approval. Darcie then looked around and said, "I don't believe I've met Special Agent Garcia." She said.

JJ stood up, "You can meet her in a few minutes, first let me introduce you to our Unit Chief Aaron Hotchner."

"Of course."

As JJ led Darcie to the catwalk the team looked at each other. "She is definitely professional." Morgan said.

"Yep, and she does remind you of Hotch." Emily added.

"Scary isn't it?" Rossi said as he headed back towards his office.

"Not scary at all, I believe she is quite lovely." Reid said.

"Lovely?" Morgan questioned.

"Yes it refers to her looks and…"

"We get it Reid, but I don't think you realize what just happened." Emily said referring to the love struck look in Reid's eyes. He was totally oblivious to his feeling towards her and what they meant.

"Reid's gotta crush." Morgan sang on his way back to his desk.

"A crush what do you mean a crush? That makes absolutely no sense." Reid said.

Emily and Morgan looked to each other and just laughed.

Reid watched as her longer than shoulder length hair, bounced behind her in big curls with lots of fullness. It would be the beginning of a very interesting journey of self discovery for our loveable genius, Spencer Reid.

JJ knocked on Hotch's door.

He smiled and stood up coming from behind his desk. "Please come in."

"This is our new media liaison Darcie Walker." JJ introduced.

Darcie was first to stick out her hand, "It's a pleasure to meet you Special Agent Hotchner."

Hotch took hold of her hand, "Likewise, please have a seat." He then looked to JJ. "Thank you JJ."

"You're welcome." She said, shutting the door as she left.

Hotch sat down and opened her file, "You have excellent credentials and despite your lack of experience my team seems to be convinced you can do the job." He said, setting the file down on his desk.

"I believe I can do the job Sir. I know I will make mistakes but I have no doubts I can do this job." The longer Darcie stared at him the more her mind pondered on a different subject, specifically her father. After a few minutes she was un able to hold it in any longer, "Sir? May I say something off topic?"

Hotch's face changed to curiosity, "Of course." He said stoically.

"You vaguely remind me of someone, so much in fact that you could almost be him."

Little did she know Hotch was thinking the same thing. She was a reminder of his past, the disappearance of a girl he used to love. Though he didn't want to say anything and thought he would just let her continue.

She laughs lightly at how stupid she just sounded, and that laugh just resonated in Hotch's ears, making his memory ever more vivid. "I'm sorry." She said, "I have something to show you, if you don't care to take a look?" Darcie said as she shuffled through her brown, leather briefcase, not giving Hotch a chance to answer. She popped up with a framed picture in her hand. "The man in this picture is the man you remind me of."

Hotch's forehead wrinkled as he took the picture. His heart stopped, "Where did you get this?" He said almost angry.

Darcie was taken back by his tone. "I've had it, since I was a baby."

"Is this some sort of joke?"

"No sir, I meant no offense." The longer Darcie watched him look at the picture, the more she realized the man in the picture was him. Like Hotch she too was good at reading people. "It's you isn't it?" She said with tears coming into her eyes.

"What significance is this picture of yours?" Hotch asked.

"It's a picture of my parents." She leaned forward and said, "Is it you?"

Hotch stood up and closed his blinds, "Yes, it's me."

Darcie gasped and covered her mouth; she seemed to hyperventilate, trying to catch her breath, before releasing her tears. Hotch knelt down at her and placed his hand on her knee. His eyes were sympathetic towards her, his fatherly instinct kicked in and he felt for her. He immediately received her as his daughter. Darcie leaned into him wrapping her arms around his neck. He gladly received her hug and held her tight as she released what seemed to be a lot of pain and suffering. Hotch rubbed his hand down her hair, "I'm here baby, daddy's here."

After all these years, it was true. The daughter he always thought he had was here. The moment was surreal, hardly imaginable and to Hotch's realization she needed him more than she knew. He held her tight, trying to make her feel safe and protected. As her crying subsided he leaned her out from him. "Why don't we go sit over here, and we can talk." He said aiming his hand towards the couch.

"I'd like that." She said smiling. She held out her hands, he helped her up and walked her over to the couch. They sat down next to one another. "You have another child don't you?" Darcie asked.

"How did you know?" Hotch said, surprised by her profiling skills.

"It was the way you reacted." Darcie dropped her head.

"What is it?" Hotch asked.

Darcie brought her head back up and looked into his empathetic eyes. Hotch saw the hurt in her eyes and the pain she was feeling. "I've just really needed you." She said, then she sniffled hard and wiped away her tears, pushing those emotions back inside. She smiled and said, "But I have you now and that's all that matters."

"You look just like her." Hotch said, remembering the girl he was so much in love with.

Darcie's face lit up, "Really?"

"Yes really, and if I may ask do you know what happened to her, your mom?"

"I was found by a prostitute wrapped in an old t-shirt, lying in her arms, in an alley. She was dead, but that picture was laying on top of me. I was taken to a hospital and from there was put into a foster home and that is how I spent my childhood in and out of foster homes, but I was determined to make something of myself."

"It looks like you did a pretty good job, no an excellent job."

"What was her name?"

"Her name was Harper. She was the first love of my life, we were young, but we were young and in love. She disappeared about the time the baby was due, no one ever saw her again, but today she lives in you. You have her laugh, her smile, and her beautiful hair." Hotch rubbed a few strands of hair from her face, "Are you okay?" He asked.

"I'm fine, so do I still have a job, since we are related?"

"Of course you do. I'll get JJ to take you to your new office."

"That would be great, so do we tell the team or how do we handle this?"

"They are profilers so they will know something is up, we take it one step at a time and we'll pick a time to tell them."

"Sounds good to me." Darcie said standing up. She got her briefcase, took her framed picture and tucked it back away. "Well I have a new case to present to the team, from what JJ told me it was pretty bad."

"They usually are."

"Well, I guess we will talk again."

"Of course, and Darcie I'm glad to have you back in my life."

"Me too."

Hotch alerted JJ and she showed Darcie to her office. When she left the bull pen Hotch again closed his door and made a call to Garcia. "Oracle speaking, how may I help you?"

"Garcia, I need you to get me everything on Darcie Walker, dig deep."

"Yes Sir. I have checked her out and she seems fine, is there something I should know?"

"Garcia, just put me a file together."

"Yes sir, whatever you ask."

"And Garcia, this stays between you and me."

"Yes sir, over and out."

There was knock on his door, "Come in." He said.

It was Emily, she stepped in shutting the door behind her, "Is everything okay? You shut your blinds."

"It's perfect. There is actually something you need to know that I've become aware of."

"What is it?" She said noticing the change in his voice and demeanor.

"Not now, but on our date when we get back."

"Okay." She scooted up to his desk and kissed him. Their tongues danced for a moment then she pulled away. "Mmmm, that is good. I love you, you know."

"I know." He said smiling at the newly found love in his life.

Hotch had communicated with Emily by computer, under an alias while she was in Paris. It was during this time that they fell in love, and it was some perfect kind of love. His life was all coming back together, but what he would find out about Darcie would flip it upside down.

Well if you liked it or didn't I'd like to know what you think. This is just the begining and there is much more to come.