(Disclaimer: Please forgive me this is the first time I've tried to do a crime related fic. So I apologize if it's not very good. Any tips or suggested would be appreciated. I hope you enjoy!)
"Confidence… thrives on honesty, on honor, on the sacredness of obligations, on faithful protection and on unselfish performance. Without them it cannot live." - Franklin D. Roosevelt
I glanced at the numbers beeping through on the elevator, I should be able to finish this act before I get to the office. I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and flipped a page utterly unaware of the people inside the small space with me. I counted the beeps as I read just one more and I should be on the floor I need to be.
The elevator jolted to a stop and the doors opened I proceeded to exit the room and walked down the hall way. I wasn't ready to start my new job today, nor was I ready to be in a situation where I was placed there just because I was the directors niece. The members of the team I was about to join had no idea that they were going to get a new addition, let alone one they had no choice in getting.
I kept my head in my book as I walked which ended up being a terrible mistake. My route happened to be blocked by something, or rather someone for that matter. I sat on the ground a little dazed as my eyes adjusted to something other than the words on a page.
"I-I'm sorry I wasn't paying attention, I thought I could finish the act I was reading before I.." I was rambling and slightly emberresed by my actions.
"Not usually how I make a girl fall for me." A bright smile greeted me and a hand reached out, "you should pay more attention to your surrounding though, are you lost?"
I accepted the hand offered to me after hesitating just enough to make it awkward. I examined the victim of my book addiction a little more closely. He was a black male of above average height, broad shoulders, and kind brown eyes.
"I don't think so." I thought for a moment, maybe I had miscounted the floors, "this is the floor the BAU is on right?"
"Yea, are you here about a case?" His voice sounded concerned.
"Sorta, well no, but yes." I paused all the words I wanted to say circled through my mind until finally I was able to spit out, "I can't say much until later, but the paper works already done."
"Well come on then, the BAU is this way." He put a hand on my back between my shoulder blades gently nudging me forward. "I'll try to make sure you don't run into anything else, but you might want to put your book away while walking."
"T-Thank you." I smiled placing the worn copy of Midsummer's Night Dream into the outside pocket of my messenger bag. I quickened my pace a little so that the hand on my back was no longer touching me.
"Hey Baby Girl!" The male next to me left his post to talk to the blonde that was walking towards us.
"My hot chocolate wonder I don't have time to talk, we've got a case." The blonde rushed into one of the rooms ahead of us.
"Well I guess this is where I leave you." The supposed hot chocolate gave me a wide grin and proceeded to walking into the room where the woman had vanished into.
"Actu..." I stopped mid word knowing that he wouldn't hear me and jogged a little to catch up. I almost missed seeing him go through a door at the end of the room we had entered. I jogged a crossed the room and quietly squeezed through the door opening it as little as possible.
"There's an extra space. There's always been the same number of chairs except when someone has either joined the team or left it." A skinny male with shoulder length hair spoke up.
"T-that would be for me." I kept my head down and pulled out the seat that had been mentioned.
"I was just notified before Garcia had brought us in here. We can make introductions on the plane." A stern looking male directed everyone's attention back to the blond who stood at the front of the room.
"Wish we could meet under less gruesome circumstances. There are 6 bodies, or well most of them, where found in the Desert near Bouse, Arizona. It seems the head and the heart of all the bodies are missing. I sent more information to your tablets if you would like to look that information over." Garcia seemed to be trying very hard no to look at the morbid pictures behind her, standing by for questions.
"Have they been able to determine a cause of death yet?" The brown haired male from earlier was the first to finish his report.
"At this moment they haven't been able to determine the cause of death yet only that the earliest bodies seem to be from 3 months ago and been paired as a male female couples."
"Wheels up in 20." The stern male spoke up and like clockwork everyone rose from the table. It took a moment for me to go with the flow.
"Wheels?" I shouldn't help but wonder what he meant by that.
"Have you ever flown before?" One of the other team mates spoke up.
"I've never flown before and honestly the idea is kind of scary." I mumbled.
"You're going to get used to it with this job." She smiled at me, "Did anyone instruct you to bring clothes?"
"Yes ma'am I've got a few changes in my bag here." I gave a small nod.
"There's no need to call me ma'am." She laughed as I fallowed her out of the room, "JJ will do."
"My name is Isabelle, though I prefer Izzy." I was a little over whelmed by the flurry of movement around us.
Before I knew it I was standing in front of a jet frozen in place. JJ stood beside me trying to coax me on board.
"Statistically speaking there is a 1 in 29.4million chances that you'll be killed in a single flight. They're a lot safer than cars for transportation." The quick reader from earlier came up behind us and gave me a kind smile.
Numbers I could work with. I gave a small nod and allowed myself to be guided into the jet. Once on board it was a lot more spacious than I had thought it would be. Granted it was a private jet that was a major cause for the extra space. I stuck close to JJ as we all gathered around the middle seats.
"Since it's your first flight would you like the window seat?" She offered.
"N-no thank you!" I quickly shook my head, I wasn't interested in seeing the ground get farther and farther away.
"This is Isabella Elliot she worked with the under cover task force until being transferred to our team by the director. Isabella this is Dr. Spencer Reid," He gestured to the lanky brown haired male, "Derek Morgan," my book addiction victim, "JJ," I already kinda knew, "Emily Prentis," a dark haired female, "and I am Agent Aaron Hotchner. We usually have time to make acquaintances before a case but you'll have to learn as you go."
"It's Izzy please sir, and I'll try to be a quick study." I smiled at the stern male known as Agent Hotchner.
"I have no doubt that you will." He gave me a small nod softening his expression.
"You seem awfully young to have been in this line of work long." Agent Morgan was lounging in his seat.
"I'm 25, I've been working undercover since I was 23." I smiled at them trying to act braver than I was. Usually I had no problem hiding behind a role but here I couldn't do that. This was a different situation where I needed to be upfront with myself, or at least that's what I felt. These seemed to be good people. At that thought my heart dropped. I hadn't told Matt that I wouldn't be home tonight.
"Excuse me sir," I gained Agent Hotchner's attention, "I didn't think about calling my boyfriend before I boarded the jet could I make a phone call when we land? He gets a little nervous."
"There should be time, we have to land a few towns over. When we land there will be 2 cars waiting for us, Reid, Izzy, and JJ you guys will head strait to the crime scene see what information you can gain from there. Morgan, Prentis and I will head strait to the local PD."
I was glad to be paired with JJ I was comfortable with her and thought that we could get along. Spencer also seemed to be someone I could bond with at least for work purposes. Derek seems to be a little more out going than I'm used to though and honestly Hotchner and Prentis intimidate me.
For most of the flight after the initial introduction and brain storming I read. We hadn't been able to determine weather or not the dismemberment was for a forensic counter measure or if it was the unsub's preferred way of killing. I sighed and closed the book after finishing.
"Macbeth is one of my favorite plays by Shakespeare, while I will admit the Midsummer's nights dream is also a good one." A voice brought me out of my after reading haze.
"I've read it a thousand times and yet I still enjoy it every time I read." I smiled and him, "I am a little," I couldn't help but squeak and grip the arms of my chair as the plane started to bump up and down.
"Turbulence is a perfectly normal part of flying, It can be caused by a varying of different situations, rapidly changing wind speeds or directions, thermal currents..." He talk for a while more listing off facts and statistics. I zoned him out while I tried to force my hands to release the arm rests.
Once the plane had touch down and we were in one of the vehicles provided for us I found myself instantly relax.
Spencer sat up front with JJ as they headed towards the crime scene, he hadn't quiet decided what he thought about the small blond haired woman who was talking quietly in the back seat. He couldn't hear what the conversation was but from the way she seemed to visibly shrink her boyfriend wasn't taking the news well that she wasn't going to be home that night.
"I hope you packed something besides long sleeves Arizona can be killer in the summer." JJ spoke up after a while of silence from the back seat.
Izzy subconsciously tugged at the edges of the loose button up shirt she was wearing. "All I ever wear is long sleeved shirts." He could have been over thinking it but Spencer thought she was evading the question a little bit.
"They might be a little big but if you change your mind I have some spare clothes with me. I always bring extra because you never know how long we could be gone for." The GPS stated that they would be arriving at the destination soon.
"Thank you." Izzy smiled and then glanced down with concern as her phone chimed.
"We do a lot of traveling in this line of work if it's going to strain your personal life you might want to rethink it." JJ was being motherly but her voice was kind as she spoke.
"I was gone a lot in my previous line of work so we're used to being apart for weeks at a time so traveling won't be a problem." There was something that Reid couldn't pin point his finger on that bothered him about the way she spoke about her relationship with her boyfriend. He shouldn't worry about it, after all they were coworkers and, unless given, their personal lives were their own.
"Hotch said that you were an under cover agent before joining us, what did you specialize in." Reid decided to try to make conversation.
"I worked mainly in human trafficing and drug cartels." Her answer was short but more relaxed than when speaking about her personal life.
"Wait. Are you the Chameleon?" Reid couldn't help but remember the report that he had read about. A young female had risen through out the ranks of the under cover task force until she had suddenly withdrawn from the force 3 months ago.
"Is that what they called me? I never stood out so I did a good at blending in wherever I was needed is all." She smiled not wanting to draw too much attention to herself.
"We're here." Here being in the middle of the desert. They where about 5 miles out from any known road and at least 30 minutes from the nearest town. The killer wanted picked a secluded area away from any witness.