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Chapter 1: Connections:

The beautiful blonde teen ran towards the elevator where the tall handsome Dr. Spencer Reid stood waiting to be taken up to the 6th floor of the FBI building. As the girl slipped into the elevator just before the doors closed, Reid began to study her, he couldn't help it. She had been crying. She tried to control it as she got into the elevator. They were alone, and she seemed thankful that he was the only one in the cramped space.

"What floor?" asked Reid out of the courtesy he had been taught as a child.

"I-I don't know." She replied through broken sobs. "I'm going to the BAU."

"I work there, I'll, umm, I'll take you. Uh, if you, don't, uh, mind my asking, what's the matter?" as a profiler Reid could not help his curiosity, but he knew he shouldn't push the matter. He knew whatever she was going there for must have been urgent.

"I-I I'd rather explain it to Jenny first." She was calming down a bit. She didn't know why, but this tall young man was making her feel more at ease. She thought it might be because she saw him as a kid, compared to all the graying, balding guys in suits that basically had FBI stamped across their foreheads. Or maybe it was because he seemed so familiar, she knew him, but from where, she had no idea.

"Are you, uh, here to see Jennifer Jereau?" Reid questioned as they were exiting the elevator. Reid was also thinking that he knew this girl. But his young mind was so frazzled at the moment that he couldn't out two and two together. They had just gotten off of a bad case, six murders just outside of Seattle, they had arrived too late to save the final victim. He definitely wasn't looking forward to another case.

The bullpen area was the same as always. Some hustle bustle, not very urgent. Many desks filled with paperwork that was most likely due soon. Reid couldn't help but think of the statistics of procrastination. Reid himself had never been a procrastinator. Always handing in the homework on time, or even early. Eager at every opportunity to learn. He was a nerd. And it didn't take an IQ of 187 to figure that out.

The odd pair made their way past the team's desks, as this strange, yet, some-how familiar, visitor replied. "Yeah, please, please, just take me there, to her." The teen managed to stop her crying they passed the questioning gaze of Emily Prentiss, she had obviously spent the night finishing up the case report. She was on her way to get some steaming coffee, which she badly needed, and didn't bother to ask what was going on.

Reid led the blonde girl up the steps to JJ's office, half expecting her not to be there, as Reid was early as always. Reid gently turned the handle to the young liaison's office. To his surprise she was there.

"OH MY GOD! REID! WHAT HAPPENED!? WHAT DID YOU DO TO ALI!?" JJ shouted out in distress. She had picked up on the fact that Ali gad been crying. At that moment the young liason wasn't thinking clearly, concerned for the young visitor. Reid would never do anything to hurt anyone.

" I…uh…she...err…I…el-" Reid was so taken aback by JJ's reaction to the teen that it took him a few minutes to make the connection. This young girl JJ now was comforting was in fact the agent's sister. It was quite obvious now, sure there were subtle differences, but it was plain as day, they were sisters. JJ had piercing blue eyes that could see right through even the toughest of shields. The girl, who he now knew to be Ali, her eyes had the same piercing effect, only they were the most gentle green color Reid had ever seen. Both girls had beautiful pale, smooth skin. Their hair was only a slight difference in color; Ali's had more notes of honey and gold in it.

At that same moment Ali remembered Reid. The genius boy that Jenny had admired when they both started working at the BAU a few years back. They had had one awkward date at the ballpark, when neither knew each other very well, they realized they could only be friends. So, in time Jenny's crush had faded. Now she had Will and Henry, both of whom she loved with all her heart. Ali didn't have to be a profiler to know that Jenny cared for and respected the young genius that was still in there presence.

"I…he…he was only helping…" Ali was being comforted by her sister. "Jenny, I have to talk to you. I think I'm…I'm… I'm in trouble."

And the crying resumed. JJ was doing her best to comfort this slightly smaller version of herself. JJ hated seeing Ali like this. Ali had always been so strong, yet somehow innocent, and JJ admired it.

Right now, though, all that strength was gone, washed away by the tears streaking her face.