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A/N: This is my first CM STORY. I am using an OC who has been hired to take over JJ's old job. I kind of just come up with things from the top of my head, so be kind. I should put in here that I am a review junkie. So please, please, PLEASE review or leave me a PM. It will be deeply appreciated more than you'll ever know.

I DO NOT OWN CRIMINAL MINDS AT ALL.

Little Girl Lost

The day started out normal…well as normal as it does anyway. I was so excited; today was my first day on the job. I was very surprised after my graduation from the FBI Academy to receive my assignment so fast. I was even more surprised when I found out that where I was being placed was not a normal assignment for brand new agents. But I wasn't going to argue as I read my orders. I was going to work with the big guns- The BAU or Behavioural Analysis Unit.

Walking into the Hoover Building, I showed my ID and credentials to the security guard behind the desk. Passing the verification process, I was allowed through and got on the elevator. I tried to hold myself back as I nervously counted the floors upward to the offices that were to be my now job. As the doors opened, I took a deep breath and stepped out of the lift.

I stared at the glass doors saying I was about to enter the BAU. This was it the moment of truth. I took a breath to calm myself, but I was nervous. I could see the agents inside working, walking around and talking- going about their day to day lives at work. I was so ecstatic I flexed my hands into fists several times then laced my fingers together and popped them.

"Ok time to grow up and put my big girl panties on," I muttered to myself. I reached out and opened the door. I already knew where I had to go; I was having a meeting with the section Chief Aaron Hotchner and the Department Head Erin Strauss. I walked toward her office. I heard voices. It wasn't normal talking- a serious argument was in process.

"This new agent is to barely out of the academy. Why did you hire her? I don't need a new person." I heard. My heart fell. Oh they were arguing about me. This was not what I wanted. I bit my lip that was about right. Just because I am smart I am nothing special. I shouldn't have gotten excited.

"She is outstanding Aaron; she was at the top of her class. She will be a perfect match. I vetted her myself and her skills will benefit your team…"

The male voice cut her off. "Twenty-three? She is a child! She doesn't even have field experience. How can you expect me to work with someone I am going to have to train?"

"She has her degree in psychology and a minor in journalism. She will work well…if you give her a chance."

Waiting for a break in their arguing, I sighed and knocked on the door and put on a happy face. "Come in," the female voice answered. I opened the door and walked in. I looked at the two.

"Hi. Supervisory Special Agent Jones. I am here for my first day," I said. Both looked me over. I could tell the man was profiling me.

The woman had a smug look on her face; she knew she had won. "Good, good. I am Director Erin Strauss and this is Supervisory Special Agent Aaron Hotchner; you will be working with him and his team." She turned toward the dark haired man who was now my boss. "Agent Jones it is good to have you here. I have heard excellent things from your instructors," she told me with a smile that caused my blood to chill. I could tell I would not like her- even if she did want me. She seemed as though she had a hidden agenda. Me.

I looked at Agent Hotchner. I had to think of him as Aaron; I could not keep thinking of him as "the man". "Are you done profiling me sir?" I asked him. He looked at me shocked. I looked at him I knew I would have to prove my self to him.

I looked him over I smirked. "You had eggs for breakfast this morning," I remarked brazenly with a slight tilt of my head, "with bacon and coffee black. Am I right?"

He stared at me. "Yes, I did," he answered. "What gave it away? Did you see me at the cafeteria?"

I smiled. "You have a bit of egg on your tie and bacon grease too," I replied. He looked down.

"Ok follow me," he ordered and led me out to the balcony. "That was good back there, but anyone could have gotten that." He nodded toward the bull pen. "Tell me what you see. Tell me about my team." He looked down at his team. He was going to give me a test to see how good I was. I was expecting it.

I focused in on the two women- one with blond hair the other dark hair. I focused in the blond. "Her," I kept my eyes straight ahead, "she is your media person- you can tell because she is exhausted, though she hides it well. Of course I have seen her on TV so that does not really count. I noticed it when I came in. The other woman she is difficult …" I paused.

He interrupted me. "Too hard for you?" he asked me.

I could tell I made an impression. "No. She is one of those people that is difficult to pinpoint; she has a lot of secrets," I replied cautiously. He nodded.

"You are right about both," he told me.

I looked again and saw two guys. One was well built and he had a dark mocha coloured skin tone. "He is a ladies man. But he is professional and protective like a big brother the other one he is a tortured genius… you can tell by how he dresses," I finished.

He nodded. "Ok, I admit you have skills. Here, follow me; I will introduce you to the team."

I blushed and I followed him as he le me down the stairs.

AN2: Next chapter: Meeting the team.