QUICK NOTE.
'Lightman group' is from Lie to me, you will better understand this fic if you have watched lie to me.
However, if not, the Lightman group is run by Cal Lightman, and he works with Dr Gillian Foster and Ria Torres. They use their skills to read peoples micro-expressions, and are able to easily suss out if somebody is lying or telling the truth or what emotions are going through them as they speak by the small expressions on their face.
This is JUST the basics of it, if you want to really get to know the characters of lie to me, either watch an episode or wiki them :)
'Hotchner. You do not get another say in the matter, Over the last five years of the BAU your team mates have gone through hard times, and i am sick of them lying their way through psych evaluations.' Strauss stared at Hotch, who stared back, their gazes hard and unforgiving.
'We are fine as a team, we do not need the Lightman group in to deal with us.' Hotch replied, trying to keep his voice as level as he possibly could, although it was hard given the circumstances.
'You do not get a say. Cal Lightman and the rest of his group will be here in one hour.' Strauss pursed her lips. 'They will finally be able to get some answers out of you and your team, i will then judge for myself whether or not some members are fit to be working.' Hotch knew she was referring to Spencer, who two months previous had watched Maeve be murdered by her stalker.
'Yes Ma'am.' Strauss nodded then, and got up to leave.
'Oh, and Hotchner?' Hotch held Strauss' gaze firmly. 'They'll also be asking questions on other suspicions of mine. Remember, every action, or lack of action - has a consequence.' Strauss walked out then, and Hotch watched as the team went back to pretending to work.
* ONE HOUR LATER *
'So, we're interviewing each member of the BAU team?' Torres murmured quietly too Foster, who quickly nodded.
'Since they're profilers, they lie their way through every psych eval, we've been called in so we can get the truth from their face.' Foster nodded at a few employees in the unit, her connections in the FBI meant they had a good working bond - most of the time.
'Y'know, Foster. I thought we had finally broke up with the FBI.'Lightman exclaimed, causing agents to stare at them.
'Yes, Lightman. We did. But since wherever you go you tend too leave a path of destruction and brutal honesty which comes across as arrogance, and in your case, may very well be arrogance, we are forced to continue to get back together with them.' Foster snapped back, glaring at Lightman who walked proudly in front.
'Ah, The Lightman Group, very pleased too meet you.' Strauss extended her hand towards Lightman, who ignored it as if she wasn't even there, Foster stepped in front and shook her hand politely. 'You must be Dr Gillian Foster, and this is Ria Torres?'
'Yes Ma'am. call me Foster, let me apologize for Dr Lightman, he is rather pre-occupied right now.' Fosters eyes traveled to the bullpen of the BAU, where Lightman stood staring at each person.
'That's fine. The team are in the conference room, you can take each one out and use the interrogation room - which is just down the hall - to interview them.'
'Thank you Ma'am.' Foster gave a polite nod, followed by Torres, as they caught up with Lightman.
'Jesus, Cal, do you just try to be an asshole?' Foster asked, irritated by his lack of concern for others.
Lightman stayed silent for a moment, before pointing at a man across the room from them, who was on the phone. 'What do you see?' he simply asked.
Foster and Torres glanced over at the man across the room. Torres was the first too speak.
'Anger. His face keeps turning into a snarl which he is doing his best to mask.'
'Good. But is it anger for the person on the phone, or the person the two are talking about on the phone?' Lightman asked.
Torres paused, she was not able to answer this question without hearing the conversation, but Lightman was staring expectantly at her.
'I-' Lightman raised his eyebrows, and tilted his head slightly.
'It was rhetorical.' Lightman seemed amused, Torres' face remained a mask of utter confusion. 'These people are above all else, agents. They have seen things you would not imagine, so do not mistake looks of Anger and Contempt to be aimed at what you are speaking about. Ask more questions. Be sure.' Lightman walked up the ramp to the conference room now, aware that the team had been staring at them all in the bullpen.
'Hello agents.' Lightman said confidently, 'Are you ready to be profiled by a better profiler than yourselves?' He smiled, as Torres and Foster rolled their eyes.
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