Hello my fellow fandom nerds! This is Spirit of Imagination here. If you have read any of my previous stories, do not worry, I am NOT abandoning them, I just needed a change of scenery. I have also been DYING to upload this story.

I recently started watching Criminal Minds, and I am in LOVE! It's my new favorite show. I have watched every season on netflix with my sister. We both love it so much!

As far as this story goes, it's an OC story (please don't hate me)

Valentine Blossom Virgo

26 years old

Just some basic information about her. To be honest I want to pair her with someone, but I'll take it slowly instead of jumping right into the sparks flying.

Please review and tell me what you think, because that always makes me smile.

I apologize for any spelling errors I may have made, as I wrote this at 5 in the morning while listening to Green Day.

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The reason why birds fly and we can't is simply that they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings

- James M. Barrie

"Um, excuse me?"

Morgan looked up from one of his files, seeing a petite young girl with wavy long brunette hair. She had a worn messenger bag slung over right shoulder, both her pale hands gripping to the shoulder strap. Her nails had a perfect French manicure, meaning money, yet her black converse sneakers had been worn out. Perhaps a favorite? She adorned light gray skinny jeans, a black unbuttoned V-neck cardigan, underneath was a blue shirt with some sort of writing.

She was smiling, but at the same time seemed nervous. Her left hand ring finger was tapping in intervals of twos. Maybe she felt out of place? Well it isn't every day you see a teenage girl in the bullpen of the FBI.

"What can I help you with?" He replied.

"Can you tell me where I could possibly find someone by the name of Aron Hotchner?" He voice was gentle and high pitched, but not annoyingly.

"Go up those stairs. His office is right up there." She nodded.

"Thank you so much." She said, as she left.

"Who was that?" Morgan turned around to see JJ. He shrugged.

"I honestly don't know."

They both watched as the young unknown girl made her way up the stairs to Hotch's office.

"Alright my lovelies. We have three murders in Pemaquid Point, Maine. Three girls have been found, killed in different ways. Our first victim, Mary Houges,14 years old, was found in the woods just off of a highway. She had been poisoned, and was found to have no signs of violence or sexual assault." Garcia started pulling up pictures of a young girl with short black hair.

"Our second victim, Leah Smith, 17 years old. She was found in the elementary school food garden. Only sign of violence were cuts on her feet and ankles." She pulled up more photos. This time a girl with light blonde hair pulled up into a messy bun.

"And our final victim, Valery Soyur, 16 years old. She was found in the light house rose gardens by a group of trespassing teenage boys last night. She had multiple puncture wounds on both hands." Garcia put up more pictures. A girl with bright long blonde hair.

"How do you know it's the same UNSUB for all of these victims?" Morgan questioned.

"That's where it gets weird. The doctor's report said that saliva was found on all of their lips, that wasn't theirs. The DNA report came back as the same person for each victim."

"So he's kissing them?" Prentiss half asked.

"So it would seem."

"But no evidence of sexual assault?" Reid asked. Garcia shooke her head 'no'. "That's odd."

"Also. They were all positioned the same way; on their backs laying down with their hands crossed over their stomach."

"Remorse?" JJ asked.

"Probably." Morgan answered. The room fell into a silence.

"Does anyone know where Hotch is?" Garcia asked.

As if on cue, the said agent walked in.

"Everyone, this is doctor Valentine Virgo. She will be working with us from now on," He said, gesturing to the brunette girl from before. She was at least a foot or so shorter than him. "Garcia, can you send the case details to everyone?"

"Already done sir."

"Alright. Wheels up in 30."

"So you're a doctor?" Morgan asked, sitting next to her in the jet. She looked up from her tablet, nodded a yes.

"And here I was thinking you were 16 years old." She laughed.

"You wouldn't be the first. I'm actually 26."

"No way. Don't lie." She laughed again.

"I'm not lying. Here, I have my birth certificate with me right now " she said reaching for her bag.

"It's fine, I believe you."

"I'm sorry, but I didn't catch your name earlier." She said.

"My name's Derek Morgan. Yours is Valentina right?"

"Valentine." She corrected. "Pleasure to properly meet you Derek Morgan." Valentine said with a smile.

"Likewise."

"Who else is there for me to know?"

"Well," he started. "The blonde woman over there is Jenifer Jurou, but we all just call her JJ. The man with dark hair right there is David Rossi. That woman with the dark hair, she is Emily Prentiss. You already know Hotch. Oh, the other blonde woman, back in Quantico, that's Penelope Garcia. And who am I forgetting... Ah yes. Over there with his nose in a book. That is doctor Spencer Reid."

"Oh, question: Do I go by first name or last?"

"We normally go by last names."

"Okay. JJ, Rossi, Prentiss, Hotch, Garcia, Reid, and Morgan. Got it."

"What's your PhD?"

"Human psychology. I am also trained in gymnastics, karate and know all pressure points in the human body. I was a life guard when I was fifteen and worked at the beach for three summers. I am also fluent in English, Spanish, and some Russian. I've also been playing the violin and piano since I was four years old. Oh god, I'm rambling. I'm so sorry. I'll stop talking." Morgan laughed.

"So we now have a lady doctor. This should be interesting."

"What?" She said looking up.

"What?"

"Never mind." Valentine said. She went back to looking over the case files. "Hmm..."

"What'cha thinking?"

"I'm trying to find some sort of connection between all these girls. It's just weird. They all went to different schools, different family situations, different economic classes, they don't even look alike. Aside from Leah and Valery, but even then. Different age range. Just...odd."

The jet had landed at approximately 10:45. The team arrived at the sheriff office around 11:00.

"Reid, Morgan, and Virgo go to the morgue and overlook the bodies. Prentiss and Rossi will interview Mary Houges family. JJ and I will talk to Leah Smith and Valery Soyur's families. We will regroup in an hour."

And end chapter one!

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