Author's Note: For those of you who are not ok with character deaths, this story will have a character death at the end! If you want to find out who it is, look at the note at the end of this chapter! If you do not want to find out who dies, go to chapter 2 before reading the note at the end! There will be whumpage of other characters at the end of the story, but only this one dies.

Like I said in the description, this is my first fan-fic EVER, so reviews and suggestions for improvement are greatly appreciated!

Hotch sat at his desk flipping through files, trying to finish his reports. He heard a knock on his door and silently groaned, wishing everyone would leave him alone long enough for him to finish his paperwork. "Come in" he said, then he looked up to see who was at his door. A young, blonde girl who didn't look any older than sixteen cautiously opened the door and stepped inside. She stepped up to his desk and extended her hand.

"Agent Hotchner, it's good to see you again." She had a British accent and a sharp, no nonsense tone in her voice that still surprised Hotch. He'd known her for years, but she looked so young that he still did a double take when he heard her speak. Hotch stood and shook her hand. "Jade Lane, you haven't changed a bit. Thank you for coming to help me." Jade shook his hand. Hotch nodded. "Follow me and I'll get my team together in the conference room." He stepped out from behind his desk and opened the door, noticing as she walked through that she walked with a slight limp. He decided not to say anything right now, but he'd ask her about it later.

He led the way to the round table room, calling out over the bull-pen for his team to meet. He saw Reid, Morgan, and Emily look up at him and a slight look of confusion cross their faces as they saw the strange woman following him. He didn't take time to explain and instead walked into the round table room and pulled up the electronic case file on the monitor. Agent Lane followed him and stood next to him as the rest of the team filed in and sat down. Rossi was last, and as he stepped through the door Hotch began speaking.

"Everyone, this is agent Jade Lane from the CIA, she's going to be assisting us on this case. Agent Lane, these are SSAs Mor-" Jade cut him off. "Morgan, Prentiss, Rossi, Jareau, Dr. Reid, and Miss Penelope Garcia. It's nice to finally meet you all in person." Morgan gave Hotch a look that said he had no idea what was going on and Hotch returned it. There was a moment of silence before Jade spoke again. "You all look confused. I'm afraid I can't explain how I know who you all are. We're running out of time, so let's get started." She turned to the screen and began introducing the case.

"My unit is after a mob boss called "The King", his real name is Carlos Missirian. He runs a very prominent human trafficking ring, and also supports several terrorist organizations, both foreign and domestic. A little under a year ago, my unit was put in charge of taking him and his affiliates down. Six months ago, two agents under my control began undercover work. One, agent William Hannoway, infiltrated the King's inner circle, and he was very quickly able to locate Missirian's hideout. For a while, he was blending in and constantly getting new information on the organization. My other agent established herself as a college student at the University of Virginia and has been trying to gather information from a different angle. 48 hours ago, agent Hannoway began missing check-ins. He has missed three check-ins, and a fourth will pass in 45 minutes. My other agent missed one check in last night. It may mean nothing, but right now my job is to expect the worst in both situations. I need help finding my agents, but that's only part of the reason why I'm here. The other reason I'm here is because of an important informant, James Gordan. He used to be a close affiliate with Missirian, but a few months ago he was caught red handed and instead of prison, we cut a deal that he gave us everything he knew about Missirian's operations, which turned out to be very useful, and in return we helped protect him from the gang. Turned out to be a much harder job than we bargained for, but a deal's a deal." Her phone started ringing, and she pulled it out to look at it. "Sorry, I have to take this call." She stepped out into the hallway and answered.

Hotch continued where she left off. "James Gordan has been under heavy protection and deep cover from agent Hannoway, and chances are that since he is in trouble, so is Gordon. He has not been heard from since agent Hannoway began missing check-ins. The director has asked us to assist in the investigation, and Agent Lane is here to help us, supplying the information that her unit has collected." Morgan spoke up. "So, is she here to "help" under the director's orders, or is she using us to find her agents and looking at finding Gordan as a side assignment? Call me cynical, but we seem to have a very different agenda from the CIA." Hotch opened his mouth to take a breath and answer, but the door busted open and Jade hurriedly came in. "Agent Hannoway's cell phone just made a call. We tried to trace it, but it was too short. Here's the soundtrack, it's being put through a filter now." She looked slightly frazzled. A recorded phone call started playing from the monitor. For a few seconds they could only hear static and mixed voices in the background. Then the caller began to speak. His voice was deep and slightly raspy. "… We know where he is. The game is just beginning. I have my players and you have yours. Unfortunately for agent Hannoway here, he will never see the end result." A gunshot could be heard, followed by a pause and then two more. "You better hurry up, Jade. The clock is running out for you." The line went dead.

AN: If you want to find out who dies at the end, please keep reading! If not, then scroll up and go to Chapter 2! The character who dies in this story is Jade. There will be whumpage of other characters, but Jade is the only one who dies.