Disclaimer: I own neither SVU, or Doctor Who, or Criminal Minds.

To my reviewers, and followers, may I introduce, story numéro deux ! or those of you who don't know: I have received a challenge. it contains multiple scenarios of library fix-its involving CM and DW, and the evolution is up to me. I intend to turn each base into a multi chapter story. I will update as often as possible, enjoy! I would love constructive criticism, if you don't mind. And for my top reviewer and friend, there's a shout out for you within. -Fly On, Fly Strong, Fly Forever, Fly High, Fight Hard, Live Free

The BAU team sat around the round table, waiting for their latest briefing. This time however, they were in for a surprise.

first came the cameras. Then came the bombshell.

"The higher ups have received an offer this season of Dancing With The Stars is for the FBI. Certain groups are chosen, name for each are entered into a program, of m own design, and one is randomly chosen. Then they, and their partner or the person the FBI; friends, family, spouses, etcetera, of their choice, will be assigned one of the professional dancers. You will not be travelling for the duration of the season, not your season, the season. Though we will video call you. And now our esteemed leader shall draw our dancer out of a hat." Hotch picked up a big plastic bowl with the shows logo on it, and started rooting through it.

Morgan jokingly drumrolled the table, right before Hotch read the slip. "And our dancer is, Spencer Reid." The team cheered. "All right Reid, do you know who your partner is?"

"Actually, yeah. A local professor. email her at 'I'mapsychopath_I'mnotrude_4596 (AN: this address is NOT REAL, however, if five people say hey want me to, I'll set it up to talk about this fic series. i'll inform you of it's status each chapter of each fic.) and she'll-"

"Really Sweetie? I'm right here." The cameras and he team swung around to see a tall, gorgeous, curvy woman, with an unruly mass of frizzy blond curls and red lipstick. Confidence rolled off her as she made her way over to Reid in her high heel, gray eyes locked on his brown ones. The team masked their shock with perfect poker faces for the cameras as he pulled her in for a deep kiss. "Hi Honey, I'm home," she murmured against his lips.

"And what sort of time do you call this?" he replied, tapping her nose and raising one eyebrow.

"That's my line," she laughed.

"Well, you stole mine."

"Well, it did seem fitting." She bumped his hip with hers, he sat down, then he pulled her onto his lap. "So what's his about you dancing, and am I allowed? That depends. How long are you home for?"

"Well, I have to go away for to weeks, tomorrow, but then I'm home for the next six months."

"Perfect. River Song, dearest wife, will you be my partner?"

"Always," she laughed. "Besides, if you'd asked anyone else, I'd be very jealous." She kissed his cheek with a smile.

The cameras let quickly after that, and then the room exploded.

"WIFE!? What do you mean wife?"

"How'd you get her to notice you, let alone marry you?"

Reid calmly held up a hand. "Garcia, River Song, formerly Melody Pond, she's an," he made a disgusted face, "Archaeologist." He stood up. "Now if you don't mind, I'm taking my wife out for breakfast." With that, he offered her his arm, she looped hers through his, and they strolled out. The all turned to Garcia.

"Got it. They were blocked by TORCHWOOD and UNIT. Took me a second, but here they are: Melody Pond, age 23, born 1990 to Amelia 'Amy' Pond Williams and Roranicus (AN: Couldn't resist ;p) 'Rory' Williams Pond, of Leadworth, England. Amy was kidnapped early on in her pregnancy. According to the reports,she was kept under armed guard until she gave birth. A day later, her husband was part of a small team that stormed the compound. Rory Williams was holding his baby daughter for the first time, when some of the escaped guards attacked. They stole baby Melody and went underground." The team looked horrified.

"They found her, right? I mean, she's alive, and married, and, and here." JJ sputtered.

"Well here's where the story takes a happy turn. Ten years after that, a skinny, dirty, redheaded street kid turns pin this very precinct and talks to a Detective Donald Cragen, who later goes on to become Captain, and three weeks later, she's reunited with her parents, and Cragen had one of the uniforms tape it. By 16, she's graduated university with a doctorate in Archaeology, and is already a major name n the Archaeology world. She's already started to go by the name River Song. And that's when she meets our boy genius.

She's on this dig, in India, when Spencer literally runs into her in an outdoor market, lands her in the emergency room, he takes her back to the dig site, then everywhere you find her, you find him. A month later, a hospital in Cali reports that a Doctor Song and a Doctor Reid were rushed to the ER after saving 4,022 people from some psycho group. She was dead, he was, well, it wasn't pretty. The hospital managed to revive her and she was released not long after.

Fast forward a few years, she,s 18, she's legally changed her name, and she holds dual citizenship, visiting her parents regularly. Her life is perfect. And then it all goes down the tubes. This woman, she called her Madame Kovarian, both when she was young, and in the days following-"

"Following what?" Morgan interrupted.

"If you stop interrupting." Garcia snapped. "Anyways, like I was saying, the files there are pretty scarce, all I could find was that she was found after having been missing for a week. She was found beside a body, covered in blood. She's trying to save the guy. She succeeds, but she's charged with murder. Reid's murder."

"WHAT?!" They all gasped.

"Yeah, but here's the thing, Reid testified on her behalf. I found the trial transcripts, they're in video; I'll send you all the videos later, but he proved she was innocent. God, I've never seen anyone that scared in my life. She's found innocent, and he takes her home. Fast forward another year, she's 19, he's 20, they're engaged, life is great again. They go on a dig in Egypt, they get special permission to get married on top of the pyramid. They say heir I dos while fending off some nasty tomb raiders. It's kinda cute actually. In a total Die Hard/Indiana Jones/Pirates of the Caribbean kinda way."

"That is some messed up crap. That poor girl." JJ shook her head.

"But at least she got her happy ending. Hey, anyone want to watch those videos?" Garcia chirped. "I think we could all use the cheer up."

"Well, we have the day off. Might as well. Speaking off, we were also given the week off, and we have interviews scheduled with the camera crew, plus they'll film us for a week, to show everyone what we do." After everyone showed they understood, Garcia pushed play on the first video.

AN: Talk to me, critique me, ask me questions, I shall always reply, when I can. -RebelUp. -your friendly neighborhood renegade.