AN: Hello everyone! So this is the new story my co-author have been itching for! This is a special Criminal Minds crossover we will be working on. Now be patient when it comes to us updating because we have other stories to write, there's a thing called school, and these ch's are probably going to be long due to its nature. At the end of the story I'll put the names of characters, ages, and who they are supposed to be in the crossover. Enjoy and thank BG-13 for supporting me in my crazy ideas :)

"What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us."- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Korra's POV

I looked out the window as the plane landed. It had taken nearly five hours to get to the city. Five very long hours. It had been months since I had been here last, years since I had stayed more than a day. But this time, it was different. This time I planned to stay.

I had been a detective for three years in the South Pole, in law enforcement since I was eighteen. Of course, it helped that I was practically the leader of the Southern Water Tribe, a position I had given to Katara until she'd wanted to retire. She had been like a second mother to me since the day I'd arrived. The elder had opened her home to me and I would always be grateful to her for that. Now that I was heading back I had left her two oldest children in charge, Bumi and Kya, and I knew they'd do their best to keep the nation going.

I exited with all the other passengers before grabbing the only suitcase I'd brought. Over the last few months I had been sending my things over to my best friend, who had rented the apartment I'd picked the year prior and put my stuff there. I smiled as I spotted her and she did the same, running over and hugging me tightly. I laughed and returned the embrace and she pulled back, looking me over.

"You've grown so much!" she said.

I rolled my eyes. "I am twenty-five years old."

"I know, it's just hard to believe."

"Is everything ready?" I asked, getting straight to business.

She nodded. "Here are the keys to your apartment, I hope you don't mind that I spruced the place a little," Asami explained. I sighed. Of course she did. "And you have to meet the director in an hour and Tenzin at 2 P.M."

"Thank you, for everything," I told her sincerely.

Asami smiled and slung an arm around my shoulder. "That's what best friends are for. Now, where do you want to go first?"

"You know where."

My best friend sighed and nodded before taking my suitcase. I tried telling her that I could carry it myself but she wasn't having it and simply kept walking. I sighed irritably before smiling. I never really could stay mad at her. We got in the car and I took a deep breath. I was finally back where it'd all started.

Asami's POV

For the first time, I got to pick up Korra from the airport. In the past, we'd had to go about this differently because she was afraid that that...thing...was watching for her. But now, I was finally getting to see her and I was very happy. We'd been apart for a long time, only being able to Skype and email. I'd visit her mom and bring her the email Korra had sent me to print out, and I'd watched how she came alive when she received them. Sometimes I'd even bring her pictures and Senna would get this sad look in her eyes. She blamed herself for their separation, for not getting to watch her child grow up like any good mother should.

Korra was silent for most of the ride, only breaking the silence to ask how her mother was before leaning back against the seat and looking out the window. I couldn't help but notice that she'd lost more weight, had dark circles under her eyes. I hadn't seen Korra full of energy in years. Of course, there was a reason for that. She'd been through a lot.

I parked the got and she got out, telling me she'd be right back. I sighed as I watched her walk through the tombstones. This had become a ritual for each time she visited. It had been almost twelve years since she found the body.

We had been experimenting with an electric helicopter we'd made when it landed in an abandoned lot on the other side of the fence. Korra was the only one small enough to fit through the hole in the chain-link, and she'd found the body on the other side. It had been a girl, only twelve years old.

Korra had been the one to collect the money to bury her, getting her a tombstone, bare except for the date at which she'd died. No one had claimed her, no one had come to identify her.

After a moment she came back and got in the car and I drove her to our second stop, the Youth Center. The recreational building was run by none other than her uncle, the man I hated most in this world. And I wasn't the only one, just mentioning his name would cause Korra to stiffen and fidget. He'd made her life a living hell for almost thirteen years of her life, since she was eight. He'd beat her, belittle her, torture her...and he had been the one to take her innocence.

So I could never understand why Korra insisted on stopping here, though she always seemed to know when the man wouldn't be there.

Once again, she got out of the car and walked over to two preteen looking girls that had been sitting on the front steps. They hugged her in greeting and Korra and them exchanged words before the twenty-five year old took out her business card and gave each of them one. I sighed, starting the car back up as she got back in.

"So, ready to see your mom?"

Her first genuine smile spread across her face, small but happy. "Yeah."

Korra's POV

I walked inside, into the building I'd stepped foot in so many times before. Only, this time I wasn't hiding. This time there was no hoodie or sunglasses to conceal my identity. Breathing deeply, I walked over to the receptionist's desk and, for the first time, I signed my real name. Korra Morgan. I asked the receptionist if I could speak with the director of the facility, letting her know I'd made an appointment. She sent me to wait in the lobby, where, through the window in the door I could see all the patients they housed.

I couldn't fight the smile that broke loose when I spotted my mother sitting in the far corner, a thick stack of papers in her lap; the emails I'd had Asami send for me. The separation had hit me and Mom hard. But our time apart was over, we were going to be a family again. Just the two of us.

"Korra Morgan?"

I pulled my attention away from the window to see an older woman in a clean, well pressed suit. The director. I nodded my greeting and held out my hand, shaking hers. Lucy, the name tag read.

"How is she doing?" I asked, looking back over at my mother.

"Schizophrenia is a life sentence," she answered. "The meds can stabilize the worst symptoms but she still has bad days." I nodded my understanding. "Your letters make her happy though. She's exceptionally proud of you."

I couldn't help but smile at that, proud that she felt that way, relieved that she wasn't disappointed. "Is she?"

"Tenzin, her therapists, he says all she ever talks about is you," she confirmed. "How you're some sort of detective down South."

I didn't comment on this. "Is the paperwork ready?"

Lucy nodded. "We just need your signature," she informed me as we walked back to the reception desk. "You should be able to pick her up later this evening after everything is signed and squared away. Tell me, Ms. Morgan, how are you planning on taking care of your mother?"

"I am a Special Agent for Republic City's F.B.I branch," I began. "I'm actually starting today. My shifts may have long hours so I'm hiring a nurse to take care of her during the day. I'll be there at night."

I saw her lips purse, as if she wasn't entirely pleased with my arrangements. "Have you met her therapist?"

"No, not yet. But I did call his office to make an appointment so he can explain to me what meds she takes and any other requirements."

"Ms. Morgan, I'll be honest," she said, and I already wasn't thrilled about where this conversation would go. "I think that it's a nice gesture you're making here, but it seems to me you don't have the time-"

I'd heard enough. "I'll always have time for my mother." Final. "Now, where do I sign?"

She sighed, but made no further argument, giving me a tower of papers to look through and initial. This was one of the times I was happy to have a photographic memory. Made things like this go a whole lot quicker.

Once I finished, Lucy went through and checked it, seemingly satisfied in the end. "Right this way."

"Just in case, I'd like to go ahead and sign a release form, if I'm not able to make it."

Lucy did not look pleased, but once again made no comment, nonetheless allowing me to sign that as well before going over and opening the the door I'd been looking through earlier. When I reached my mother, I put my hand on her shoulder, squatting down. She looked up at me in surprise before a giant smile almost split her face in half. I pulled her into a hug, blinking back my tears.

"My little Korra," she whispered in to my shoulder. "My baby girl."

"Hey mom." She pulled back, her hand reaching out to caress my cheek, a feeling which I leaned into. "I've missed you."

"And I've missed you," she told me, grasping my hand so tightly that I thought she might cut off the circulation. I paid it no mind. "You haven't visited in a while."

"I know," I apologized. "I was getting everything ready for me to move into the city. And before that I was helping the South Pole with politics while being Chief Detective. I couldn't get away." I squeezed her hand. "But that's no excuse. I'm sorry."

She said nothing as she tilted my face, her brow furrowing. "You're so thin, and it looks like you haven't slept in days." Her eyes shone with concern as her pointer finger traced the sharp edge of my cheek bone.

"I'm just tired." Understatement of the century.

She seemed to accept this answer for now. "So, when can I expect you to visit again?"

This was what I'd been waiting to tell her. "You're coming home with me." Her eyes lit up in surprise. "Now that I'm residing her in the city, you're going to come home with me. You don't have to stay in this place anymore. You're coming home."

One hand went up to cover her mouth and I was quickly wrapped up in another hug as she shook in my arms, crying and kissing my cheek. I was quick to return the embrace. I was finally going to have my mom back and nothing was ever going to separate us. I'd make sure of it.

Tenzin's POV

I was in my office waiting for my patient's daughter to show up when I got the call of her arrival. Senna Morgan had been my patient since she had come to the psychiatric facility fifteen years ago. Lin Bei Fong, an old friend of mine, had had to take her eight year old child at the time due to her mental instability. Over the years, I had tried to prove that my patient could care for her daughter but the Northern Tribe Chief always seemed to come up with excuse to why she couldn't. If I were being honest with myself, I didn't like the man. Never had really.

"Tenzin?" a voice asked.

I looked up to find a young woman with a dark complexion and I knew immediately who she was. I smiled and stood shaking her hand before asking her to take a seat. Her mother had told me a lot about her ever since I was assigned to her case. She was the only thing she would talk about, really. And I had to admit I was a little impressed by how much she had accomplished in her short time in law enforcement. Federal Agent at twenty-five was not something to sneeze at.

"Your mother has told me a lot about you, Korra," I said with a smile.

"Everyone keeps telling me that."

"She's very proud of everything you have accomplished but she worries at times."

"Like any parent would."

I hummed softly in reply. She was defensive, that much was obvious. Her mother had often noted that she seemed to lose weight every time she visited her and always looked tired. I had dismissed her worries, reminding her of the nature of Korra's work, but now, seeing it for myself, there was something else. There was more to her than she let on and I could remember having a conversation with my patient about this.

'I'm worried about my daughter, Tenzin,' she came in saying one day.

'Did something happen to her?'

'No, no, it's not like that it's just…she's different. She doesn't smile like she used to.'

'Her line of work can be stressful,' I reminded her.

'No it's been going on for years I just…I didn't know if I was imagining things.'

'When did you notice the change?'

'Her twelfth birthday. Unalaq let her stay the whole day and she just came in and laid her head on my lap. She didn't say anything, didn't cry. But I knew something was wrong.'

'Perhaps you should talk to her about it.'

"Tenzin?"

I blinked as I came back to reality. "I'm sorry Korra, you were saying?"

"What's my mom's dosage and when does she have to take her meds," she asked.

I handed over a small file, letting her look it over for a moment. "That's all you need to know about your mother's condition. It has her daily schedule and the appointments she has to attend. She sees me every Tuesday and Thursday," I explained. "Don't forget to have the nurse bring her here."

"I won't," Korra assured. "Is this all I need?"

"Yes," I answered. She stood and I did the same. "Korra, I want you to know that if you ever need to talk to anyone, my door is always open."

I immediately saw her expression become guarded. I'd overstepped my bounds. "Tenzin, I know that what I'm going to say may sound rude but I just want to be clear," she began, her tone steady and measured. "You're my mother's therapist. Not mine."

"I was only-"

"Thank you for your concern and time."

And with those words she was out of my office. I sighed deeply.

Mako's POV

I was finishing up some paperwork for our latest case when I heard a knock on the door. I looked up to find a female, mid 20's, dark skin and brown hair standing at my door. I raised a brow but put my pen down, asking her to come in. She did as she was told and I made note of the gun strapped to her left side. She was left handed, same as me. I studied her for a moment, trying to figure out what she was doing in my office. She shifted uncomfortable when she noticed this and I cleared my throat before reaching out to shake her hand.

"Special Agent Mako Hotchner," I introduced.

"Korra Morgan."

I nodded. "Are you related to the Northern Chief?"

There was an instant shift in her demeanor, a minute change in the way her jaw locked. She nodded. "Yes."

"So tell me about yourself, Korra."

"I was eighteen when I officially joined the Police Task Force in the Southern Water Tribe," she began. "I became detective three years ago and I've been Chief Detective for a year. Now, I've been sent here."

"Excuse me?" I had to have heard wrong.

"I'm supposed to start here today," the agent answered, showing me her transfer form. "Well, check in is more like it. I officially start tomorrow."

I took a paper and read it. "There's been a mistake."

Her eyes narrowed. "I don't think so, sir."

"There's definitely been a mistake," I repeated as I finished reading the paper. "I didn't approve your transfer here," I added before leaving my office.

I walked over to Toph Bei Fong's office and knocked on the door before entering. She was with her daughter, Lin, and Zuko, probably discussing what case we should take next. I apologized for the intrusion before showing the elder Bei Fong the letter the Agent Morgan had given me.

"Did you approve this transfer?" I asked. This wasn't how we did things. I approved all transfers.

She nodded. "Yes. Is there a problem?"

"Why wasn't I notified?"

There was another knock on the door and I turned to find the agent was there, arms crossed across her chest. She did not look the least bit happy and I couldn't blame her. She had come a long way to find herself in the middle of this mess.

"It was going to be discussed at tomorrow's briefing," Toph answered before shifting her gaze to the girl. "I'm sorry for the lack of communication. Agent Hotchner is going to be your supervisor so I hope you can get past this incident."

The woman's eyes shifted toward Lin, hardening before she returned her attention to Toph. Odd. "With all due respect, Director Bei Fong," Agent Morgan began, her tone clipped,. "I didn't come all the way from the South Pole to be thought of as a mistake."

"My apologies, Agent," I intervened. "I didn't mean to make it seem like we had wasted your time."

Toph shook her head. "Cut the attitude Agent Morgan. I don't need anymore of that around here." The new addition to the team said nothing. "Now, the briefing is tomorrow at 8 A.M. Don't be late."

She glanced over in my direction before leaving and I took a deep breath. Well, that was a hell of a welcome.

Korra's POV

Words couldn't describe how happy I was when I finally picked up my mom. She waved goodbye to her friends and the nurses and I couldn't stop smiling. I had waited years for this day. After driving me around for most of the day, I had asked Asami to take me to my apartment so I could drop off my suitcase and get my own car. But before that, made sure everything was picked up and gotten some food to welcome her back. My best friend even baked a cake, not letting me help because, according to her, I'd burn down the kitchen. Set the stove on fire one time and suddenly I can't be trusted.

We drove back to the facility and my mom greeted me again with another hug. Asami smiled at the scene and I led my mom out as I carried her suitcase and my best friend carried the other. I wrapped a cloth around my mother's eyes once she was in the car, wanting to surprise her. I carefully helped her get out of the vehicle after we arrived and took the elevator before opening the door to our new home. Once inside I took the blindfold off and tears appeared in her eyes, but they were happy tears. She turned around hugging me tightly and I did the same, kissing the top of her head.

For the rest of the evening we all sat in the living room, eating takeout and talking. Mom asked me endless questions about my old and new job and I could see the concern on her face. Asami, thankfully, assured her that the team I was joining was practically the best in the Nations and that she'd be there to keep me safe. I rolled my eyes at that last part. She stood and grabbed the cake while I cleaned up the little trash there was.

"Did you bake this yourself?" mom asked when Asami lit the candle on the cake.

She nodded and I smirked. "She wouldn't let me help so I don't know how good it's going to taste, Momma."

Asami gave me a look. "You remember that one time I left you alone in the kitchen?"

"That was ten years ago. Let it go," I grumbled.

"Yeah, well, I still get a call from the Fire Department every year."

I grumbled and my mom laughed, hugging me close to her. I laughed and hugged her as well before asking her to blow out the candle. She did and Asami and I clapped happily. It struck me in that moment. This was the beginning of our new life. This was the beginning of our new life as a family. I was content.

My best friend cut the cake just as someone knocked on the door. I frowned before getting up to get it, clenching my jaw when I saw who it was.

Saikhan's POV

I cursed under my breath when I saw the body. It had happened again. Every year, whenever that woman showed up, a little girl would come up dead. The marks around her neck led us to think that she'd been strangled. The younger Bei Fong came to the scene with me and I glared at her. All these years the former Chief of Police had protected her, but no more, I'd make sure of that. I walked over to her, showing her the evidence I'd found that would finally enable me to arrest that killer.

"What's this?" she asked.

"That murderer's business card," I snapped. "She did it again!"

"She isn't a murderer."

"That's not what the evidence says."

She scoffed. "It's all circumstantial."

I laughed and shook my head. "No," I answered. "When it piles up like this, it become evidence. I'm going to arrest her."

"You can't do that," the former chief growled.

I pulled out an arrest warrant. "A judge says I can."

I asked a pair of officers to follow me and they did as they were told, Lin not too far behind, reminding me that the girl was now a federal agent. I sincerely answered that I didn't give a rat's ass who she was. She was a killer and I was going to put an end to her spree once and for all. Moments later we were at the apartment she had rented, having had people follow the Sato girl. I knocked on the door and our target opened it. She was not happy to see me, and the feeling was mutual.

"What do you want?"

"Are you armed?" I asked. She didn't reply and I thought she hadn't heard me so I repeated the question. "I said, are you armed?"

"Excuse me?"

Her mother stood and came over to the door, the Sato girl with her and for a moment I almost felt a pang of guilt for doing this in front of her mother. Almost.

"Do you have your gun on you?"

"No," she replied. "Not at the moment."

"Then turn around."

The girl scoffed, eyes narrowing. "This has to be some kind of joke."

"Don't argue with me," I warned. "You'll only make it worse for your family."

She turned around, looking at her mother before looking back at me. I saw the older woman latch onto her arm before her daughter gently made her let go, still glaring at me. I pulled out the cuffs.

"Korra Morgan, you're under arrest."

Winston Churchill said, "The farther backward you can look, the farther forward you will see."

Main Character:

Korra (25)- Reid, Morgan, Jane from Rizzoli and Isles

Other Characters:

Senna (45)- Diana Reid

Asami (28)- Garcia, Maura from Rizzoli and Isles, JJ

Mako (29)- Hotchner

Toph (70)- Strauss

Lin (55)- Blake

Zuko (72)-Rossi

Iroh (29)- Will, Kevin

Tenzin (56)- simply a therapist