Franki Pantino was having a hard time finding her way around. In other words she was lost. She had no clue where she was and in trying to find her way was yelled at twice by older more seasoned agents. Franki turned a corner without looking and bumped into a dark skinned man with close cut hair and hard body.
"Please I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Don't yell at me." Franki babbled. "No it's okay. You're not hurt are you?" he asked. She shook her head no. "Why would I yell at you?" the man asked her. "I'm lost. The last two people I bumped into or asked they yelled at me. I've gotten turned around this way and that. On top of it I'm late. No one will give me directions." Franki raked her fingers through her hair.
"Where are you headed?" he asked. "Bull pen." the man nodded and led the way. They didn't talk just got on the elevator. They entered the bullpen and almost immediately Franki spotted David Rossi in his office. "Thank you so much. I owe you a coffee." Franki said headed to the office. She didn't see Morgan walk over to his desk or greet his lanky co-worker. "Who was that?" Reid asked. He was seated at his desk with a steaming cup of coffee.
"I don't know. She bumped into me down stairs thinking I was gonna yell at her." Morgan shrugged sitting at his desk. JJ was in her office and Emily had just walked in. Hotch came out of his office. Liaison Jennifer aka JJ and computer analyst came out of their offices and singled for a meeting in the conference room. Rossi brought in Franki. "Everyone this is Franki Pantino she'll be joining the team." Rossi introduce her.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Aaron Hotchner. Call me Hotch. Welcome to the team." Hotch nodded. "Nice to meet you Sir." she shook his hand. "You're the guy who helped me earlier." Franki looked at Morgan. "Derek Morgan. You can call me Morgan."
"Well thank you Agent Morgan." The rest of the team introduced themselves. JJ didn't have a case for the team so Franki was allowed to set up shop. Morgan and Reid had said very little to Franki. Other then the hellos and welcome to the team. "Franki." Hotch leaned onto the rail with his hands by Franki's desk. Franki stood. "Yes Sir?" Franki stood. Morgan was trying to hide the smile smirk on his face. "I want you to get a go bag ready and have it here." Hotch said.
Franki nodded. "Yes Sir."
"And stop calling me Sir." Franki nodded. Hotch went back into his office. "A go bag?" Franki looked at Reid and Morgan. "Our job causes us to travel. So when we get a case we have clothes ready and waiting. A week's worth will do. Just keep it in the trunk of your car." Reid explained to her. "Right. Thank you Agent Reid," Franki said sitting down again. Her car was in the shop for at least another three or four days she had come in on her motorcycle.
It was nearing noon when JJ came out of her office. "Hey Franki I need your cell phone number and house number." JJ said. The two exchanged numbers. Then Morgan, Reid and Emily. Emily gave over Garcia's, Rossi's and Hotch's numbers. And Morgan sent Garcia Franki's number. By the end of the day Franki had read the most recent cases the team had solved. They were without pictures so she had no idea of the gruesome work she had ahead of her. No idea about the gory sights that had been the victims.
Before she had left the bullpen Agent Rossi stopped her. "First day go okay?" Dave asked. "Yes. But I have three questions." Franki said.
"Shot kiddo."
"One the really skinny guy. Dr. Reid. Is he sick or is he just that thin?" Franki looked up to the Italian. "I know it's creepy how thin he is. He's just that thin." Rossi said. "Second question: you're Italian yes?" Rossi nodded. He already knew the next question and told Franki good night in Italian. Franki said good night and headed home.
Franki walked into her front door and put her coat on its hook. Her wallet and keys went into the bowl by the door. Books littered the living room. The bookshelves were only half finished. Franki ate a small bowl of soup and got to work on the shelves. By ten that night they were finished and ready. She went to bed.
The next morning Franki got up and dressed leaving a little early to get to the BAU so she could run and get breakfast. "Have a nice day dear." Mrs. Witman called after her. The elderly woman lived next door to her. She had grown rather fond of the woman and enjoyed her company. At the office Franki had been early. She put her duffle bag under her desk. Looking at the clock on her desk she saw that she had a few minutes before anyone else came in. "Duncan donuts." she smiled to herself and started out the door.
Franki came back with her breakfast and sat down at her desk to eat it. Morgan and Reid came in few minutes later. Morgan reached for her tea but when green eyes glared at him he pulled his hand away. Franki finished and threw everything into the trash bin. "Franki?" Hotch came out of his office. "Yes sir?" Franki answered. Hotch's eyebrow risen at the title.
"I want you to follow me." Hotch said. Franki got up and followed the man out of the bullpen. Hotch took them down to the basement where they had their own little shooting range. If Hotch was keeping Franki on the team he had to know how good of a shot she really was. Armed with goggles and earmuffs Franki aimed and fired at the target. "Good you followed through." Hotch said remembering how Reid had to take his test many times before he finally got his gun.
"Now shot the target in all places that will injury but not kill." Hotch informed her. Four more shots were fired from the gun. "Better." Hotch said putting in another charge. "Again."
After testing Franki's shooting the two went back up stairs where a smiling Morgan waited. "What are you all smiley about?"
"How good of a shot is she Hotch?" Morgan asked. "You'll find out in the future." Hotch said the corner of his mouth twitching up. Franki watched Hotch walk into his office. The rest of the day continued with case files and asking questions about the cases and what they dealt with everyday when on a case. At the end of the day Franki went home.