OK, with a sudden love for Spencer Reid and Rachel Berry ships, I had to make this fanfic. I really hope you like it and my 'crime scene investigator language' makes sense and you can follow what I did.

Rachel POV

My phone beeping woke me up from all two hours of sleep I had had the previous night after getting back from a case in Mexico. I grabbed my my phone and looked at the Caller ID.

"JJ, this better be important. It's five in the morning."

"You need to get down to the precinct."

"Ugh. Do I have to?"

"There's coffee." She said with a light teasing tone.

"JJ, you had me at coffee." I pressed call end and got dressed for a grueling day.

(time warp)

I walked into the building, my heels clanking against the tiles. Spencer ran up and handed me a coffee.

"Didn't you get shot in the knee? Your not supposed to be doing climbing or running or anything like that?"

"I'm better." He shrugged.

"Right." I nodded. Emily stuck her head out of the conference room.

"Quick, Hotch isn't in a good mood."

"Sleep deprived like the rest of us." I let out a huge yawn to accentuate the situation.

"Study's show that if you rest for 20 minutes and can remove symptoms of sleepiness."

"Thank you, Spence. I'll remember that the next time you do one of your brainy lectures." I sat down next to JJ and Hotch gave me 'the look' the kind he gives when he isn't happy.

"Thank you, Rachel, for joining us."

"I'm running off an hour and a half of sleep after 36 hours of not sleeping. Rachel isn't here. I'm a zombie at the moment." Hotch rolled his eyes.

"I wouldn't normally call you guys in again so soon after a case, but this just popped up on the radar. Two years ago, in Westerville Ohio, three girls were found in their school football field the morning after their senior Prom. Two blondes -one significantly taller than the other- and a brunette with Hispanic background. Friends described them as the most 'popular' girls in the School and they were on the school's cheer-leading team." He turned on the screen and the yearbook pictures of three girls showed. "This is Samantha Langston, Bailey Perry and Amber King. We didn't get this case because nobody thought much about it. Until last year the same thing happened, this time in Carmel, Ohio. The victims were the same, two blondes -One taller- and a brunette with Hispanic background." He clicked his remote and the screen changed to they yearbook pictures of 3 different girls. "Dianna Groff, Sally James and Bree Malone. All popular and on the Cheer-leading team, found dead in the middle of the school's football field after their senior prom. But with one difference – There was the name of a school in Lima, Ohio."

"Whoever named it must have like beans." I yawned. Hotch shot me a look. "Sorry."

"If we're following a timeline here, these next girls on have two months left." Emily said.

"Besides the physical and social similarities, what else is there?" Spencer asked.

"The kills are sloppy. They've been badly beaten and there are several shot marks on all the victims, all around the one area -the neck- suggesting the UnSub was aiming for their main artery but missed." Hotch said.

"Someone who's not an experience killer." Emily noted.

"All the signs in these kills suggest that it may not even be a killer." Spencer said.

"A child?" I asked.

"It seems a bit higher than a child's logic." JJ shook her head.

"We need someone to go undercover into the school and find the girls he might attack." Hotch said.

"I'm sure if Spence cut off all his hair and went in they'd think he was a part of some famous boyband, he'd be popular by the end of the day." I said. Spencer rolled his eyes.

"I was talking about you." Hotch said, looking at me. I laughed.

"Funny." I said. Hotch didn't give any give up on joking, his face was serious. "Wait your serious?"

"I'm not one on jokes. Not with something like this."

"I can't go back to High School. I'd rather jump off a cliff. There's gotta be someone else."

"Baby girl, you're the youngest here." Derek said.

"I'm 23, I can't walk into a high school and pretend to be 17."

"He's right." Emily nodded.

"JJ?"

"Rachel, you are the youngest. I think your gonna have too." I sighed.

"I can't believe this."

"Alright guys. Pack your bags. I'll meet you at the airport in half an hour. Rossi will meet us there." Hotch said.

"Rossi got to sleep in." I said and downed the rest of my coffee.

"If they ever take away the free coffee – I'll quit." I said aloud. Hotch snorted and walked out of the room into his office.

"I'm with you on that one." Spencer nodded.

"The BAU would save a fortune." Derek joked.

"Funny. With all the work, I need this coffee."

"Half an hour!" Hotch called from his office. "Make it 29 minutes!" The three of us jumped at his voice and quickened our pace.

(time warp)

Having slept the entire flight I was feeling a tiny bit better by the time we reached Lima airport.

"I can't walk." I yawned.

"I know the feeling." Spencer said.

"JJ, give me a hand." I called to the front of the plane where JJ was sitting, she got up and walked over, offering a hand. I took it gratefully and she pulled me up.

"How long was I out?" I asked. Spencer looked at his watch.

"About 3 hours, 12 minutes and 32 seconds."

"Do you ever switch off?"

"Not really."

"I feel bad for you." I said.

"Why's that."

"High School must have been hell."

"I was 12 when I graduated. You can imagine how it went down." He nodded.

"I really don't wanna go back. I was a bit of a nerd in high school."

"Considering how you are now, why do I found the least bit possible?"

"It's a long story." I said, and walked into the cool air of Ohio.

"This place is dead." I mused.

"Three girls will be if you don't pull yourself together and stop joking around. This is serious Rachel." Hotch said harshly.

"Sir, yes, sir." I said.

"Baby girl, stop." Derek said, putting a hand on my shoulder as Hotch walked away.

"I am." I said defensively. "I need to become childish to enter my role."

"Your going to high school, not preschool."

"I get the job done, Derek. If you want me to be a soul-sucking boring co-worker, I'll be that."

"Please don't do that, baby girl. Your good for a laugh, but you need to learn to be serious around Hotch."

"Alright, alright." I nodded. I slowed down to meet up with JJ who was behind me.

"Ready to go back to high school?" She asked.

"No." I scoffed.

"What was so bad about high school?"

"You know, I didn't always want to be in the BAU. I wanted to be on Broadway. I got teased a lot for that. Really bad, high school was and still is a time I want to forget, and now, I get to relive it. Yay."

"Broadway? Never heard that before."

"Like I said, I want to forget it."

"Garcia can search your name. Studies show most aspiring singers post videos on Youtube, Myspace and Facebook." Spencer said.

"No!" I said quickly. "I mean, please don't. That part of my life is private and embarrassing." Spencer raised an eyebrow.

"You know, you get really defensive when your lying."

"I'm walking away from you now."

(time warp)

Inside the airport we met up with the Lima deputy. She was female, looked like she was in her mid-thirties with a mess of sandy hair.

"Hi, I'm Deputy Holly." He said, stretching a hand out.

"Agent Hotch." He said, taking her hand. "And this is Agents Jareau, Prentiss, Morgan, Rossi, Berry and Dr. Reid."

"Please, do not forget the doctor part." Spencer said.

"I won't." She nodded. "OK, we have a room for you set up in the department, but there was a slight mishap in the hotel."

"What's the problem?" Hotch asked.

"They booked five rooms, instead of seven and now they're full-up." I watched as Derek side-stepped further away from Spencer.

"We'll sort it out." Hotch said.

"OK." The deputy nodded. Hotch turned to us.

"Right. Prentiss, Morgan I need you to drive to Westerville and talk to the coroner and the sheriff, see if they found anything usual. Rossi, I need you to talk to the principal of the school here to make sure its OK for Rachel to go undercover in the school. JJ, Rachel and Reid, you guys need to drive over to Carmel and have a look around there. Then come back to the station and we'll see if we can start to make a profile of this guy." We all nodded and walked out into the parking lot where several black SUV's were waiting.

"I shouldn't be doing so much work. I'll be tired for the first day of school." I said, climbing into the front seat. JJ sat in the passenger seat and Spencer sat in the back.

"Just go with it Rach." JJ said.

"I don't get it. Spence with only a year older and he looks just as young, why do I have to go?"

"Don't bring me into this. I'm not cutting my hair." Spencer said.

"It could do with a cut, especially since you never brush it. I'm surprised you don't have dreadlocks."

"There's nothing wrong with it."

"When your dressing in sweater vests and ties and fancy clothes, neat hair is a necessity."

"Just because I dress nice doesn't mean my hair needs to be neat."

"Spence has a point, Rach. You wear blazers and heels but your hair doesn't exactly match."

"Pick a side JJ. All I'm saying is, Spence graduated high-school when he was 12-"

"What are we getting at here?" Spencer cut in.

"Let me finish. What I mean is, you finished when you were 12, you could go through and do it again and see all the things you missed the first time around."

"Like being stripped naked and tied up in front of the school instead of on a goal-post?"

"You were- Ohmygod." I turned in my seat to look at Spencer. "Jeez, you could of told me before? I feel like a jerk now." Spencer shrugged.

"I'm good at not remembering things."

"I would hug you, but, you know; moving vehicle. When we get out." I said seriously.

"You don't-I mean, you didn't know."

"Spence, you've already lost." JJ said. The rest of the drive went by in silence. Spencer picking up random thoughts on what could be happening.

When we reached the Carmel police station it was around Midday and I was basically dying of starvation. I walked around the side of the car, Spencer wasn't facing me so I kept it silent as I walked up to him. He turned around just as I wrapped my arms around his middle – He was taller than me by a whole foot – He patted me on the shoulder awkwardly and JJ was letting out silent laughter. I let go and look at him.

"I'm sorry." I said, he folded his arms and shrugged.

"Don't worry about it." I smiled.

"Alright, let's find out what the hell is going on." I said. The three of us walked into the building and an officer was standing by the door.

"Your FBI agents right?" He said.

"Yes, I am Agent Berry and this Agent Jareau and Dr. Reid. Not agent." The officer nodded.

"I'm Officer Jray. I'll take you down to the coroner's office." He lead down some steps into an office. The coroner looked up from a file.

"Ah, the agents."

"And doctor." Spencer spoke up.

"Yes. I got a call from Aaron Hotchner saying that it was Doctor Reid not Agent." He walked over to a file cabinet. "So, we need to autopsy reports for Dianna, Sally and Bree." He said to himself and pulled out three files.

"Here we go." He handed us each a file.

"Did you find anything unusual? Something you normally don't see?" Spencer asked.

"They all had glass fragments on them. Sometimes in cases like this you see that maybe one of them would have glass on them, but all of them is strange." The coroner answered.

"Guys. Do any of your files say that there was alcohol in the blood streams?" I asked.

"Yep." JJ and Spencer spoke at the same time.

"That's unusual?" The coroner asked.

"I don't know, these students are all under the legal age. What was the the time of death?" I questioned.

"They all died at different times. Dianna was around 10:35, Sally at 10:28 and Bree at 10:47."

"Prom finishes around 10:30, they must have been lead out." JJ said.

"We need to get these to Hotch. Can we take this?" Spencer asked.

"By all means." The coroner nodded. "Good luck finding the killer." I nodded and we walked back up into the car.

"Alright, let's head back." JJ said.

"I just gotta make one little pit stop." I drove around the block and down a main street before pulling up in front of a cafe.

"Yay, it's still here." I cheered.

"What are we doing?" JJ looked at me.

"I'm working off 5 hours of sleep and a coffee, I'm hungry."

"Hotch-"

"I'm sure Hotch is starving too and I am also sure the rest of the team wouldn't mind a burger."

"How do you know this place?" Spencer asked me.

"I used to live around here." I said grimly.

"You did? You never told us that." JJ accused.

"It's a non-issue." I smiled at the man at the counter. "Can I get 6 hamburgers, a vegan burger and, you want a coffee Spence?"

"Do you even have to ask?"

"And two coffees."

"That'll be forty-two fifty." I pulled out my wallet and out of my peripheral vision I saw JJ and Spencer pull out their wallets.

"Put em back in your pockets or I'll hit you." I said not looking to either of them and paying the man.

"They'll be ready shortly."

"Thank you." I sat down at a booth in the corner and pulled out the autopsy report from my messenger bag. "There's no sign of sexual abuse. Maybe it's not a man." I noted.

"This is high school. What if its an outcast that was humiliated by these girls."

"It is probable, but I didn't go around killing people after what happened to me."

"And we are very glad you didn't because I'm sure what we would do without you."

"We should get Garci to look up any other reports of murders like this in the area." JJ said. My eyes shot up from the report, no, no she couldn't do that. Crap. My brain was going through all the logical options as to why I could say that was a bad idea, but there was nothing. No no no no.

"Hey, your orders ready!" The man called over to us. I smiled and walked over to grab our order.

"Thanks." I said gratefully and handed Spencer his coffee.

(time warp)

"What took you guys so long?" Hotch asked once we entered the room that was set up for us, everyone else was already there discussing profile thoughts.

"We got lunch." I held up the take-out bag.

"You did?" Derek looked up from his folder.

"Notice beforehand would have been good." Hotch scolded. I pulled out my burger and handed the bag to Hotch.

"You know you're hungry." I said. "And I'm sorry, my actions were out of line, I'll be sure to let you know next time." I added quickly and looked over to Derek who nodded.

"Morgan, call Garcia and tell her to look up all other murders in the area with the same victimology and MO." Spencer said.

"Can I eat first. Look at this burger, it's taunting me."

"Now." Hotch snapped and settled down with his own food.

"Fine. I'm on it."

Finished! Well not the story, Chapter one, I had to cut it off cuz it was getting too long. So let me know what you think and any guesses on what Rachel is hiding.