Chaos, Loyalty And Everything In Between
A/N: Hello there everyone! I've always been an avid reader of fanfiction and finally got the
courage to start posting stories of my own, so this will be my first story as it involves an idea
that I've been wanting to write for so long. Anyway, I hope you guys like it as I'm super nervous
but excited about it, if the story seems confusing or getting off track, please let me know as I
wish to improve on my writing skills, now let's get this show on the road!
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or Criminal Minds as they belong to their creators and I'm just a fangirl with a story to write. I do however own the Original Characters that will be premiered in the story along with the idea. I will note if it seems similar to a story on here then it was unintended as I know how hard the writers work on their stories and how much they mean to them. The plot will be after the first season of both shows and will mostly follow the timeline of the shows to the present as I have seen both, but I decided to give it a slight twist of AU and Elle will be absent from the case.
Rating: T (for now)
Warning: Story contains swearing, crime scenes and other situations.
Chapter 1: On The Road Again
Woods. The night sky covered by black clouds, dogs howling and vicious snarls, the wind whipping tree limbs into motion, a small house accompanied by a flash of white, a scream and a sight too horrible to comprehend as the figure whipped its head around revealing its face. The person jerked awake from the nightmare with a strange gasp causing the driver to curse and swerve before correcting the car while frowning and glancing at the passenger who was now somewhat calm, both were silent as they were lost in their thoughts. The road they were traveling on void of any other cars, the landscape flashing by as the car sped to its destination, the only thing that could be heard was the radio, the driver glanced back to the passenger, debating on whether to speak but then shook his head as it was clear his traveling partner had gone back to sleep. A mile marker came up announcing the miles to go before they reached their goal so with the music on and the road ahead to keep him company, the driver kept on going, a small smirk playing on his lips as he thought of the job ahead and how maybe, just maybe their luck would change. Little known to the travelers was how fate was pulling the strings as soon secrets would be discovered and two worlds would make a sudden head on collision down the road.
Quantico, Virginia
"Do we have to call them in?" A pinch-faced man asked in what was an annoyed tone while looking at his supervisor as they sat across from each other, the one being spoken to looked up from the files on his desk and nodded, "We have to Nelson unless you have any bright ideas you're not sharing with the class." He said as he stood up collecting the files, Nelson opened his mouth then closed it, "No sir." He said finally. "Good, now go." Nelson stalked out while Ranger Lewis watched him go, a CSI of many years, he had worked with the Richmond crime lab before being promoted to the FBI's lab and supervised a team of five, while the lab did process evidence from the cases the FBI worked on, there were also CSIs that worked the local cases around the Quantico-DC area and there were a lot to keep them busy.
Lewis was about 6'1 in height and weighed around 195, he had a trim and athletic build due to the busy work schedule and also helped with training exercises from time to time, his wiry hair showed a little grey here and there, but his eyes were still a sharp brown, the 47 year old was well respected as those who worked for him and those who knew him considered him to be an intelligent man with a kind heart who was compassionate but also was firm but fair in his decisions. He knew Nelson, his second in command was not happy about calling in the FBI team upstairs but he knew when to call in help and this time was now.
Before he was about to call, Nelson came back in, "Where in the hell are Call and Alexander?" He asked, the African American man took in a deep breath while studying the pale man, Nelson was a slight and thin 46 year old man with his fine hair such a pale blonde it almost could be qualified as white, his face was always in a sharp expression that one wondered if he ever laughed, Nelson's dark brown eyes narrowed, waiting. "I sent them out to the crime scene." Nelson said, finding the number of an old friend, "And before you say a word, you remember they know the woods better than anyone and that they are part of this team or would you rather go?" The older man asked with an amused smile at the horrified expression he got.
"No, I most certainly would not, I was just asking." Lewis shook his head, knowing Nelson didn't like the two transfers that were recently added to fill the two positions of recently retired teammates, but they had bigger problems right now, he just hoped that the two wouldn't raise hell with the police officers at the scene as he dialed the number and waited for an answer.
Jason Gideon had seen some bad cases over the years, but this one seemed to be the worst yet, he had been at his desk looking over reports when his office phone rang pulling him out of his thoughts as he answered it. At first, he was surprised to hear Lewis on the other end and after a few casual questions of how the other was doing, the light tone soon gave way to a serious one as Gideon could hear the tiredness in his friend's voice and he felt his expression grow grim listening to the grisly details of the case. Which is what led to the rest of the team, who had been working on paperwork to stop as Gideon passed them, motioning them to follow him to the conference room where all their cases were discussed.
The conference room was a large room with a table in the center, one side held a large window overlooking the 'bullpen' area where the members of the team worked at when not away on a case. The other side contained a printer, a copier, a whiteboard and a corkboard, all filled with leftover information from a previous case, despite the last minute notice, there were files with information of the case in front of everyone and as soon as everyone was present, they began.
Jennifer Jareau, the team's media liaison, also known as JJ to everyone on the team started the briefing, "This is 27 year old Jake Anderson. He was found this morning by a couple of game wardens in Prince William Forest Park, he was discovered around 8 am this morning. He and three others have fallen victim to what is believed to be a serial killer as last week, a forty year old African American woman by the name of Dorothy Hunt was found in her garage by the gardener. The week before that, Benny Santos, age 34 and Hispanic was discovered by a concerned neighbor and the first victim, Caucasian Sally Hicks, 20, was found in an alley near the diner she waitressed at." She waited, seeing her team go over the files in front of them, she was dressed professionally in black slacks, black heels and a white blouse with a light black dress coat, her blonde hair pulled back as her blue eyes looked troubled.
"This guy is all over the place, there doesn't seem to be a victimology." Derek Morgan said finally, a native of Chicago and ex-cop who had a charismatic and teasing personality, the brown eyed 33 year old just couldn't find anything that connected the victims together as the whole team seemed to share the same thought. "It does seem that way but Garcia's already looking into their backgrounds and see if there is anything that they shared." JJ said, a brief pause as they smiled at the mention of the bright and bubbly technical analyst, "And we won't get the autopsy reports till later." She finished.
"There's almost nothing left." Aaron Hotchner stated as he looked at the report, it was stated that an animal presumably a coyote or wolf had gotten ahold of them and tore them apart, but Hotch and the rest of the team knew what human beings were capable of, the man ran a hand through his short black hair while his brown eyes were slightly narrowed in thought.
"Who's leading the case?" The youngest of the team, Dr. Spencer Reid asked, speaking for the first time, he could also remember just about everything he read or heard and he knew he had seen this before. It just wasn't a known case and it made his light brown eyes widen a little in concern and tug a little on his somewhat long brown hair as he hoped it wasn't what he thought it was because then they would be in trouble.
"Detective Ranger Lewis, supervisor and head of one of the FBI's CSI teams." Gideon replied, "This is his case but after this morning, he called for help." Hotch nodded, his serious expression more grave, "We have four people dead and it appears it's not going to stop." He said, "So," Gideon said rising, "Let's go." And with that, the rest of the team followed to help locate the monster on this case.