This is a follow on from 'Father Unlike Daughter'. However it isn't really necessary that you have to read this before hand as the first part of this chapter works to summarise what has happened up to how.

So here you go, enjoy :D

It had been six months since I had started at the BAU and those six months had been hard. I had done more travelling in my short time here as an Agent than I had in my whole twenty years. I had also seen more bodies and dealt with more crazy than any amount of education could have prepared me for. But all that I could deal with, what I was having a hard time with was one of my fellow Agents. Garcia and Derek had become the big sister and brother I had never had, but I was becoming more convinced that it was something outside of my control, not that I minded. JJ, Emily and I had also become rather close, but spending almost 24/7 seeing what we see was bound to forge some bonds between people. Hotch, well he was always going to be the boss, he was somewhat stone faced but you could tell that he cared for each of us in his own way.

The one that was causing the issues was Spencer Reid, one of the geekiest and most frustratingly cutest guys I had ever met. During my first 24 hours on the job he had managed to piss me off by ignoring me, to then tell me he was doing it because he was attracted to me and then he went and got himself kidnapped. Well saying he 'got himself kidnapped' is a bit harsh but sort of true. After we managed to track down his attacker and get him medical attention he lay in his hospital bed telling me how he wanted something more than just work partners.

Fast forward a week later and silent Reid was back on the scene. I was at a loss on what to do. I remember vividly confronting him about it and all he could do was rhyme off statistics on how likely a work relationships would never last and tell me how he didn't want to make any of the other members of the team feel awkward. So I walked away, nursed my broken pride and wounded emotions and had been completely professional towards him ever since. I was careful to try and not give anything away to the rest of the team, but these guys were behavioural analysts. However if anyone picked up on it they never gave anything away.

So here I was, sitting in the same room we all sat in waiting to be briefed on another case. Garcia stood with her back to the screen like she always did when showing us the graphic crime scene photos. On the screen were two photos, one of a man, the other of a woman. They were both lying on their backs with their arms extended at 90 degrees and the legs straight to form a T shape. The victims had suffered several mutilation to their face and lower abdomen, with no obvious injuries to the rest of the body.

'The man and women behind me both suffered almost identical injuries, with their time of death being placed just two nights ago at around the exact same time. However, this is definitely a weird one, even by our standards.' Garcia changed the screen to a map before continuing, 'Lacy Turner was found here in Denver Colorado, whereas James Gilchrist was found in Durham, North Carolina.'

'Looks like we are splitting up,' Hotch took Garcia's place in front of the screen. 'We need eyes at both scenes to compare the possible profiles. Geographic location completely rules out the possibility of one en-sub so we have to find out what it is and how this is possible. JJ, Prentice and myself will take the male victim in North Carolina. Derek, Reid and Sophie you will be heading to Colorado.'

I could sense four sets of eyes glancing between myself and Reid at the other side of the table. I tried so hard to remain composed but inside I was in panic mode. It was hard enough to remain impartial to Reid and his behaviour while there was six of us, but with just three I was worried it would be near impossible. Why would Hotch do this to me? Maybe I could ask to be transferred to the other case and JJ or Prentice could take my place, but that could be seen as petty.

'Any questions?' Hotch looked directly at me when he said this, knowing his decision was touching a nerve. All I could think was that I was still on probation at this job and I couldn't let anyone, never mind my dad down by showing any sign that I wasn't fit for job. With this in mind I held my tongue. 'Okay then, wheels up in ten minutes, go grab your stuff.'

Grabbing my notepad from the table I headed out past my desk to the elevator, glancing behind me I noticed how Reid stood over his desk, apart from the others while they stood with their heads bent together, occasionally looking to Reid. This was going to be difficult.