The Genius

by Allisango

Ivy Orion is an intern at the BAU and wants to be a full member of the team, but there is a character floating around the area that will definitely put a damper on her time there. Will Ivy make it, or will she face a perilous situation? *Disclaimer: some characters don't belong to me. This story takes place in an AU but follows some of the story. References to sex/torture/triggers

1. The Seminar - Introductions

After leaving my last class of the day at the University of Rhode Island, I was heading out when a sign in front of one of the lecture halls caught my eye:

-Seminar Open To Public-

FBI - Behavioral Analysis Unit

I figured, 'why not?,' as I entered the room. The hall had not been filled yet, so I took a seat in one of the front rows when a tall man with dark hair and hard facial features began the introductions.

"Good afternoon everyone," his voice deep and fatherly, "I am Supervisory Special Agent, Aaron Hotchner. I am the chief profiler for the Behavioral Analysis Unit and this is my team", he gestured to the rest of the agents on the stage. The rest of the team followed suit in announcing their title and names.

"I am SSA Jennifer Jereau," started a tall slender blonde woman. "Profiler and Communications Liaison. I coordinate between the team and families and organize press conferences if needed for a case."

The next agent began their introduction. Another tall slender woman, this one with dark hair and a sharp face, "I am SSA Emily Prentiss, Profiler with the BAU." Her speech was short as she looked to the next person.

This agent, clearly Italian, announced "I am SSA David Rossi, Senior Profiler and one of the agents who started the BAU." He spouted off a sassy remark and the audience laughed.

Next up was a tall, well-built, dark skinned man, "I am SSA Derek Morgan and I am also one of the Profilers of the BAU," his tone was deep, smooth and warm.

"Hi," chirped a brightly dressed woman as she waved playfully. "I am Penelope Garcia," she paused, "I'm the Technical Analyst for the group… I may not be a super-cool agent like these guys," she waved her thumb at the team, "but give me a digital shovel and I can dig up all kinds of dirt on people." The room erupted in giggles and the presentation continued.

This last agent, was tall and thin, stood kind of awkwardly and had a mess of curly brown hair. His clothing choice was that of a school science teacher crossed with a librarian. "Hello," he offered a quick wave and continued, "I am Doctor Spencer Reid, I am also a profiler with the BAU. I have 3 PHDs and 2 BAs; Mathematics, Chemistry and Engineering, Psychology and Sociology." He listed his degrees as if from a script and continued, his words gradually getting faster, "I also have an Eidetic Memory, I remember everything I see, read or hear-" Agent Morgan cut him off, "Woah, woah, woah there, slow down genius! No need to brag." The exchange elicited a chuckle from the team and audience.

Once the laughter died down, the seminar continued; but I couldn't take my gaze away from the messy-haired Dr. Reid. When he was passionate about a subject, he would hold his hands over his podium and fiddle them around, almost like he was playing with a piano or tinkering with a gadget.

Before long, the seminar ended and I quickly ran to catch up with one of the agents. "Agent Hotchner!" I shouted over the masses. He turned to where my voice was coming from.

"Agent Hotchner, wait up!" I panted, out of breath from shoving people away. He raised his eyebrow, watching my hand wave as I began to regain control of my breathing. "Hi, I'm Ivy Orion. I was wondering what I would have to do to become member of the team," I offered my hand.

He accepted and began to explain that I would need to become a member of the FBI and study psychology. He also mentioned that periodically, they needed interns for organizing and assistance with the caseload which was typically an easier way into the Bureau.

He handed me his business card, "If you need a reference, we're always looking for help and we would love to have you." I took the business card and studied it for about a minute and thanked him. I looked down and then up again and he was gone.

With that, I headed home and began my studies.

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Coming up:

After I had graduated, I dug around my things to find the information on the BAU applications. After unearthing the business card from Agent Hotchner, I reviewed the job openings. Scrolling through, I saw that they were actually looking for an intern to clean up some of the case files and help with digitizing them. I immediately sent in my resume, application and my recommendation from Agent Hotchner, eagerly awaiting a response.