AN This is mien first fanfiction i every post. So please say i'd make spelling or grammar mistake. Also maybe gove some advice about writng because i have no idea i it is good. English is not my native language. I hope you like it.
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Okay my lovelies. Today is not my day Garcia greetings the rest of the her team. What wrong Reid asks. In Atlanta PD found a mass grave. The pictures came on the screen. Is this what it looks like Rossi said. What you mean, Dave Hotch ask. It looks like a vampirisms cult is back. That is strange. There were dormant for five years. That is usual most cult likes this can't stay dormant that long Reid rambled. I think there never were dormant JJ said. Ten of the bodies are minus five years dead. We need somebody Rossi said. What do you mean? Hotch, you see it to. We need an specialist he said. Who are you suggesting Hotch asks. A old friend of my. She is here in Washington. Her specialty are cult and she is also a profiler. I think she can helps us with this case. Hotch nods. Rossi, you get her and the rest of the team goes to Atlanta. The team nods. Garcia, i want you to do backgrounds check on the cult. We need to know everything on them. Wheels up in thirty. The team walks off. Dave Hotch called de older agent back. Who is that old friend of yours. Fenna Wagener he said and walks off. He leaves Hotch puzzled behind.
Somewhere in Washington there was a girl with blue hair that came's out of her shower. She dried herself with a towel and walks off to her closet. Why are the dreams coming back she asked herself. Maybe because it is five years ago she was almost dead. She don't know. With the light beats of dance music in the background she dressed herself for college. Walking off to the kitchen for some breakfast she heard a knock on the door. She hesitated a moment before walking to the door. When she looked to the pipe hole, she saw him standing. She walks back. It can be. I'm have nothing done. Fenna the man before the door asks. She couldn't react. Maybe he will go away then. Fenna, i know you there. Please open the door. I'm only here to talk to you he said. She shook her head and walks to the door. With shaking hands she opens the door. What are you doing here she asks. I need your help he said and walks in her apartment. I don't work for the government anymore, ask Sam she said feisty and walks to her kitchen. Come on, Fenna. We need your help he said departed. Why? Sam works also for the FBI and she is better in it then i am. You know that is not true he said. You're the best profiler i know. she smiled. Thanks for the compliment, but i not gonna help you. Fenna, they are back he said en show her pictures of a mass grave. She graphed one of the pictures. Your blood is magical said a evil voice in her head. She laid the picture away. I cannot help you she said. Fenna, you know everything about this cult. You where on that team. She nod and closed her eyes. Thinking back of that crucial and fatal case. It was five years ago. She finished the Bin Laden just one dag ago when she was asks to the Rickman team. She was the newbie. But everybody was stunned by her presence and intellect. They almost caught them. Everything was shattered to pieces when the accident happened and the cult went dormant. And now on her kitchen table there where lying pictures of the mass grave. There mass grave. Fenna didn't know what to think. After the accident she never ever did something in the FBI. She had therapy and start college again. She know it was better to stay out of this. But everything she wanted was to seek and find those bastards. I know that face Rossi said. She opened her eyes again. You're coming with me to Atlanta. Fenna smiled to him. Only if I can have my badge and gun again she said smiling. Of course he said and give her a hug.