Author's Note: I am so sorry. I just realized I haven't written in a long time and I apologize for that. I just haven't had any good ideas, but now I have a few. Now, here's a story I have been wanting to do for a while now. Enjoy! Also, season ten finale spoilers ahead.
Disclaimer: As much as I would love to, I do not own Criminal Minds.
The team was in the bullpen when they noticed a tall, brown haired man walk into Hotch's office.
"That's probably one of the applicants to replace Kate." Reid noted.
JJ silently wondered who was going to replace her when she went on maternity leave. Reid and Hotch were the only two team members who knew that she was pregnant. She figured that she had another two weeks before she started to show, so she could just tell them then.
"Wait, I've seen that guy before. This is probably a second interview." Morgan realized.
After a few minutes, they saw both men stand up and shake hands. They both walked out and Hotch pointed to the conference room. "Wow. That was quick. I guess we have a new team member." JJ said, standing up.
Once they were all seated, Hotch and the man stood at the front of the room.
"This is SSA Ben Jenkins. He's transferring over from Narcotics." Hotch introduced the mystery man.
He walked over to each agent and said their names and a brief history. They all looked at him, impressed.
"I do my homework." He said with a smirk.
"Do we have a case or is this just a meet and greet?" Rossi asked.
"Yes, you do. It's in Nashville, TN. Four women shot dead in their homes. All of them in their late twenties to mid-thirties. Shot dead execution style." Garcia briefed.
"Any connection other than age?" Reid asked.
"Not that we know of. I'll have more details for you once you're in the air." Garcia answered.
"Wheels up in thirty." Hotch said. "Do you have a go bag?" He asked the new agent.
"I figured I'd need one with this job." He said with a smile.
On the plane, Garcia briefed them further. "I definitely found a motive for the killings. All of the victims were having an affair."
"So the unsub kills them for being unfaithful." Jenkins guessed.
"When we land in Jacksonville, I want Reid, JJ and Jenkins to go the station. Dave, Morgan and I will go check out the crime scene." Hotch said.
When they got to the crime scene, Rossi looked at the door. "No signs of forced entry. She let the unsub in." He noted.
They walked inside, where the woman, thirty-two year old Christina Walker was on her couch, a single gunshot wound in her forehead.
They greeted the lead detective on the scene. "I'm SSA Hotchner, this is SSA Morgan and SSA Rossi." Hotch introduced.
"I'm Detective John Mayer. The vic was shot once in the forehead with a nine millimeter handgun. Neighbors didn't hear a gunshot, so the killer must have used a silencer." The detective briefed them.
"This guy's careful. He's professional." Morgan deduced.
Rossi looked at the body and checked her wrists. "Definite signs of defensive wounds. She fought back." He noted.
Meanwhile back at the station, JJ, Reid and Jenkins were trying to find any other commonalities between the women.
"Wait a minute, here's something. All of the women went to a bar called Latitude 360 the night before they were killed.
They informed the police Captain, Alan Walsh, of their discovery.
"Ben and I will go check it out. Spence, you stay here with Captain Walsh. See what else you can find." JJ said.
Jenkins was surprised to hear her use his first name. Only his friends had ever called him Ben.
"Why did you use my first name back there? No one in the Bureau has ever done that. It's always just been Jenkins." He asked her as they walked to their SUV.
"Oh, I'm sorry! Did that bother you? I just like to call my friends by their first names or come up with nicknames for them. For Reid, it's Spence, and I am actually the only person that calls him that. Agent Hotchner's is Hotch, and Morgan and Garcia I don't have nicknames for them." She explained.
"No, I kind of like it. So I'm your friend now?" He asked with a smile.
"Of course you are! If you work every day with someone, it is probably a good idea to be friends with them.
They got to the SUV and Jenkins started it. They drove to the bar, which was only a few blocks away.
When they walked in, they flashed their badges to the bartender. "I'm SSA Jenkins, this is SSA Jareau." He introduced.
"What can I do for ya, agents?" The bartender asked.
"We were wondering if any of these women have visited this bar recently." JJ said as Jenkins showed him photos of the women.
"Yeah I know those girls. Bill was flirting with all of 'em." The bartender said, cracking a smile.
"Bill?" Jenkins inquired.
"Bill Collins. He's a regular here." He explained.
"Do you happen to know where he lives?" Jenkins asked.
The bartender shook his head. "Alright. Thanks for your help." Jenkins said.
They walked out to the car and JJ dialed a number. "Garcia, I need an address for a Bill Collins." She said.
"I'm on it." She pressed a few keys. "There are twelve Bill Collins in Jacksonville." She pressed a few more keys. "Oohh. One divorced his wife two months ago for cheating on him."
"That must have been the trigger. That's our unsub. Send me the address and let the rest of the team know." JJ said and ended the call.
"We got him. 4419 Dorchester Way." JJ told Jenkins.
They got to the house and strapped on body armor. Reid pulled up a few minutes later with several uniformed officers, and then Hotch, Rossi, and Morgan soon after.
"JJ, Jenkins, and Reid, you guys take the back. Dave, Morgan, and I will take the front." Hotch ordered.
They went around back and Jenkins kicked in the door. They went into the living room and as they entered, a man came from behind and knocked Reid out with a lamp. Before anyone could react, he aimed gun at JJ's head. Jenkins quickly pushed her out of the way. All JJ could do was watch as the unsub shot Jenkins four times.