I am currently writing several one shots that will be continued if you want. This one just came to me as I was watching old Criminal Minds episodes. I understand that age wise this doesn't really work but still..
Why are first days always so scary. Thought Brittany Evans as she got into her car. After her mother had passed when Brittany was 19 her goal had been to go into the FBI like her father had. Brittany thought as she pulled out of her drive. She had never met her father but he was her inspiration, her mother said his name was Daniel Murphy and he had worked at the FBI until he was killed in action before she was born. Brittany had never seen a picture but she imagined an African American man from Chicago with the same dark eyes as her, tall and muscular. These things were not complete guesses as she had a lot darker skin than her mother and darker eyes, her mother said she had met him in Chicago and he was an FBI agent surely he would be muscular. Brittany pulled into the parking lot and walked inside. Once she was signed in and all that she got in the lift to the third floor. When the doors opened she could see a small group of people sat in a break area talking, she walked past and went to the office at the back labelled Hotchner. Cautiously, she knocked on the smooth oak door.
"Come in" a male voice called. "Oh you must be Brittany Evans, right?" He said.
"Yes sir"
"Please call me Hotch everyone else does" he said. Brittany felt calmer. He opened a file infront of him. "Take a seat" he gestured to a seat on the opposite side of his desk. "Your only 25?"
"Yes I skipped a few grades and went straight into the academy." Hotch nodded.
"Lets go and introduce you to the rest of the team." They left the office and walked down into the bullpen before heading to the break area she had walked past when she first arrived.
"Truth or dare?" Asked the raven haired woman.
"Truth" quickly replied the dark skinned man. The dark haired woman shared a quick glance with the blonde woman sat nearby.
"When was your first one night stand?" The blonde woman asked.
"Guys" Hotch gathered their attention.
"Saved by the boss" muttered the muscular man under his breath.
"This is Brittany Evans she is the new team member" Said Hotch. The blonde woman was out of her seat almost immediately.
"Hi I'm Jennifer but everyone calls me JJ"
"Nice to meet you"
"This is Reid, Morgan and Prentiss" everyone waved in turn.
"I'll leave you to talk before we get a case" said Hotch as he turned and left. Evans just pulled up a chair and joined there game.
"Come on Morgan, spill" pressed Prentiss.
"About 26 years ago" he paused "and that's all your gonna get" he turned to Brittany. "Truth or dare newbie"
"Dare" the group huddled into a small group and Brittany listened to what she could.
"Nothing to bad it's her first day" said JJ.
"How about Garcia?" Asked Prentiss.
"Perfect" replied Morgan. Then they returned to whispers. "We have your dare" he said turning to face the now nervous Agent.
"You have to go to our tech analysts office and knock on the door and ask her for Morgans number" Prentiss took over.
"Oh god, where do I go" after receiving directions to the techs office she knocked on the door.
"Hey what can I do for" she cut short when she opened the door. "Hello I'm Penelope Garcia how may I help you"
"Well I'm new here and I was wondering if you could give me Agent Morgans number?" She said, felling terrified but not showing it.
"Let me guess your the new girl and they talked you into playing truth or dare?"
"Close enough"
"We are so going to get them back" she held up a hand and Brittany high fived it. "So what's your name newbie?"
"Brittany Evans"
"Come, enter my lair Brit" she opened the door wider. Garcia liked this new girl a lot there was something about her that reminded her of someone...
The more reviews favourites and follows this gets the faster it will be uploaded. Any reviewers, favoriters and followers will get mentioned at the start of each chapter, I'm aiming for this to be a three chapter fic that as I said will get continued if you want.
