I don't own Criminal Minds or any of the characters. Wish I did though. Then maybe AJ and Paget wouldn't be getting shafted. But I don't own Criminal Minds. Yet.
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Lower Manhattan, NYPD Headquarters, New York City
"We've got 3 dead bodies and you're no closer to figuring out who this guy is?" The detective barked reading through her notes furiously.
"Look, I'm sorry but I need extra help to figure this out," the girl replied staring at him nervously.
"I thought you were supposed to be some sort of genius," he glared at her and the girl flinched.
"I am but I can't do this by myself," she was scared of the detective. He had a reputation of lashing out when things weren't going his way and she was afraid to be treated like the rest of his colleagues.
"Fine, call them in," and with that he left throwing her notes on the floor. The girl gave a sigh of relief before going over to the phone.
"Hello, can you put me through to the FBI office in Quantico, Virginia," she was praying that the BAU could help her with this case.
The BAU, FBI Main Office, Quantico, Virginia
"It's called Electromagnetic Hypersensitivity and it's when people get ill, like seriously ill, from Wi-Fi signals," SSA Dr. Spencer Reid was rambling on about a new illness he read about that morning to one very bored SSA Derek Morgan.
"That's sick! I couldn't survive without Wi-Fi," Technical Analyst Penelope Garcia added in making Reid even more excited.
"It's not just Wi-Fi! It's caused by cell phone signals, power lines, anything with an electromagnetic field," he talked quickly and excitedly happy that Garcia was interested in what he had to say.
"Reid," Morgan said rubbing his temples, "be quiet, it's too early on a Monday morning for all this."
"Sorry," Reid muttered uncomfortably taking a sip of his coffee.
"Morgan, Reid, Garcia, conference room," SSA Aaron Hotchner said walking with SSA David Rossi, SSA Emily Prentiss and SSA Jennifer Jareau also known as JJ.
Morgan sighed and got up following them, Garcia picked up he laptop and fished something cute out of her pocket, she knew the images she was about to see would be nasty. Reid gave her shoulder a small squeeze, picked up his bag and they left the ball pen for the conference room.
"A request came in from New York this morning, 16 days ago Josephine McDaid was discovered in a doorway in Manhattan. She was beat to death and left naked but there is no evidence of sexual assault. Five days later Christina Anderson was found the same way and dumped in an alleyway. The most recent victim Meredith Thompson was found yesterday on the steps in her apartment building. NYPD have no leads and they've brought in one of our newly graduated profilers to help out but she's having trouble with the NYPD and has requested our help."
"She can't figure it out?" Morgan asked his eyebrows scrunched.
"It's not that she doesn't have the skills to figure it out the detective in charge hasn't given her any access to the evidence or any insight into the victims lives," JJ replied, "she's hoping if we come out we'll be given full access and we'll all be able to catch this guy."
"And if we're not given full access?" Reid asked and Garcia giggled.
"That's where I come in, one quick hack and I'll have all the details of this case. You know for a genius Reid you're pretty stupid," Morgan laughed at him too ruffling his hair.
"There's nothing in these files, it's just the bare minimum," Rossi said looking through the file.
"She did say he was difficult. Most of the information she has is from eavesdropping on other officers. She said she'll brief us fully when we get there," JJ said looking apologetically at the team.
"Get your go bags ready we're leaving in 20 and that includes you too Garcia I want you there in case we're not given full access," Hotch said getting up and leaving. The rest of the team started to follow him but Reid stopped JJ.
"Who's the profiler they have out?" he asked, hoping it was their former colleague SSA Elle Greenway. He knew it was impossible but he still hoped it would be her.
"A Dr. Alexandria Maguire, she was supposed to join us earlier this year but Strauss has been sending her around to different stations to work on cases. I think she's testing her to see if she's good enough to join us," JJ replied picking up her case file.
"This isn't going to help her much is it? Calling us in for help when she's supposed to work herself," Reid followed her outside sipping at his coffee.
"This detective is a real old school ass hole. He doesn't think she's competent enough to work the case so he's shutting her out of it, making her seem like a failure as the body count keeps rising," there was angry tones in JJs voice that Reid had never heard before.
"Hurry up you two, I want to be in New York before another body shows up," Hotch shouted from across the hallway. They pair looked at each other then went their separate ways to prepare for the trip.
So yeah that's the first chapter and as an Irish woman I haven't got a clue about New York. If anything seems weird I'm just going by what's online and not what's actually there like I could mention a Starbucks on one street but it could actually be closed and opened about 5 streets away. Even though that's impossible. Starbucks is overlord of coffee. Let me know what you think.
