"Hey guys, what's going on?" I asked, setting my stuff down at my desk. I had walked into the office only to see Garcia, Morgan, Prentiss and JJ huddled together and whispering to one another.
"Shhhh!" Garcia exclaimed pulling me into their circle. "Listen!" She pointed towards Hotch's office, which the door was closed to. Strange. He always had it open. We all stayed quiet and then I heard it.
"Is Hotch...laughing?" I asked surprised. It was Monday morning which meant Hotch was usually up in his office rummaging through case files with a large cup of coffee at his side. Not to mention that it was rare enough to see Hotch smile, much less actually laugh. Come to think about it, I had never actually heard him laugh.
"Yes, and it's been going on for a while now." Morgan said, an incredulous look on his face as he eyed the door. Even the blinds were closed so we couldn't see what was happening.
"Are we planning world dominance? Thanks for the invitation," Rossi commented as he appeared behind us, having just walked in himself.
"We don't know what's going on," Prentiss explained as she signaled to Hotch's door. At that moment Hotch let out a loud laugh, surprising us even more.
"Ah," Rossi smiled, "I know exactly what's going on here," he said, walking towards his office and leaving us even more confused.
"What? What do you mean?" Garcia pried, following him up the steps.
"Luna Bella, Luna Bella" he replied casually before closing the door to his office behind him. Garcia turned around looking confused and annoyed at Rossi's dismissal.
"What does that mean?" She asked exasperated, throwing her hands up in the air.
"It's Spanish for beautiful moon," Prentiss replied before I could say anything. We all just looked at each other, our confusion evident on our faces.
"Team? Table now," Hotch spoke, appearing out of nowhere. He walked with purpose towards the room and all of our eyes widened when a petite girl appeared and followed behind him.
"Well, there's our answer," JJ said as we all made our way to the room. We took a seat and I took the opportunity to examine the girl next to Hotch.
She was short, couldn't be more than 5'2. I looked at her bottom up, noticing she was wearing sneakers. Converse to be exact. I couldn't help but grin as I realized we were wearing the same black pair. It was much different than the usual heeled shoes JJ or Prentiss usually wore. She had a curvy yet thin figure, her waist looking significantly smaller than her rounded hips defined by her tight black jeans.
Good hips for bearing children, I thought to myself.
She was clearly gifted in the chest, maybe a C cup? It was a sight even I couldn't deny was pleasant. She wore a loose button down shirt made out of cotton, not as formal as the usual work attire. And finally her face. It was pixie-like. She had sharp cheekbones and full lips that were painted a dark wine color. JJ and Prentiss never really wore lipstick, although Garcia did wear a wide range of colors. This dark color looked stunning against her pale skin, although her cheeks had just a hint of being sun kissed. Almost as if she had only been in the sun briefly.
Her eyes were a dark chocolate brown, lined with eyeliner. Cat eyes, if I recalled the whole makeup lesson Garcia and JJ had at Rossi's birthday party. Her thick brown eyebrows were nice, the same shade of her hair. They were a dark brown color, but not exactly black. Her hair hung in loose waves, some strands straighter than others. Natural, I think. Her hair didn't look damaged at all so I figured she probably didn't use any type of styling tools.
Overall she was attractive. Very, actually. I turned to Morgan and my heart immediately sank. It was clear he was thinking the same thing, and when it came to a woman and us two, it was clear who the winner would be.
Who would pick a scrawny, inexperienced man over a well built, self-declared sex god? I could tell you the answer to that. No one.
Not like I stood a chance anyway. A girl like that probably already had a boyfriend, or at least suitors.
"Rossi!" the girl exclaimed as the italian walked in. He embraced her and ruffled her hair as if she was a child. She did look young, perhaps 25? I was 27 myself so I guess we were both "kids" in the room. "Kids" but yet she still looked like a woman. I sighed inwardly.
"Team, this is Agent Luna Blanco, she'll be joining our team," Hotch introduced, a hint of a smile on his face.
"Just Luna, please," she interjected, "I already know who you are. Garcia, JJ, Prentiss, Morgan, and Dr. Reid," she said with a smile before approaching the table.
"Welcome to the team," I said brightly as she took a seat between Rossi and I.
"Thanks," she replied, a smile on her face. The smell of her perfume hit my nose and I almost took a deep breath. Lavender, my favorite. Garcia started explaining a case and I had to practically peel my eyes off of her to gaze at the files in front of us. I felt a strange feeling in my stomach. Butterflies? Oh boy, here we go.
Hello! I decided to start a Spencer Reid story since I love Criminal Minds so much! The first couple of chapters are going to be spent explaining backgrounds and relationships among characters so that it's easier to picture. I'll try to update at least once a week, more if I can! Please follow and review if you like it! :)