I'm planning this as a massive CM story. It kind of has a lot of flashbacks and the story line is a bit complex, so if you have any question just ask. I will suggest adding this story to your alerts if you like it because updating maybe irregular. Review if you like it or if I make any mistake!

Detective John Hareton from Internal Affairs was tired. Today he had wrapped off a big corruption case involving missing funds on a drug's case. It was late and all he wanted to do was go home and hug his two beautiful daughters. He had a picture of them placed on his desk and he gave them a last glance before leaving. He grabbed his coat and walked through the semi-abandoned cubicles. A few workaholics typed reports on the dark only illuminated by the glow of the monitor. Hareton felt bad for their families before his mind trailed off to more optimistic subjects, for example, the barbecue ribs his wife made for tonight's dinner.

He was already on the elevator when he heard Nick Caston call him from the main dispatch. "Hareton, there's a big fish on line one ready to talk with you!" John cursed out loud and almost raced to reach his partner who was holding the phone for him. Maybe it was just a detail on the report or some kind of announcement about the new meetings.

Nick felt guilty for pulling John back, but he didn't thought it was something important either. He lighted a cigarette and waited for John to finish the call. He saw how John's green deep eyes opened wide and how he seemed to gasp for air.

"Got any plans for the weekend, Nick?" John asked as he hanged up the phone. When he saw Nick nodding he carried on, "Cancel them. There's a hostage situation and they need us both immediately."

"Shouldn't SWAT or something like that take care?" Nick was pissed off and surprised. These cases usually gave a lot of publicity and often a raise or promotion for the agents in charge if they had a happy ending. Sadly that was rarely the outcome. "Where?"

"Behavior Analysis Unit. The kidnapper is someone from inside, that's why they called us"

A month before…..

"We really need to start having our meetings at a reasonable hour." JJ complained sleepily as she took a seat.

"I'm sorry for the schedule but I have a big announcement to make." Hotch excused himself with the usual mix of softness and authority in his voice.

"Here, baby girl." Morgan passed a cup of coffee to Garcia and took the spot next to her as usually.

"You know how to keep a woman happy, handsome." García thanked as she took sips of her cup.

The rest of the team placed themselves around the new conference room. The fragile crystal walls had been replaced by bulletproof Plexiglas after the recent letters threatening the FBI written by a terrorist group. The room was now also completely sealed and the noise and voices were imperceptible from outside.

"Our department has faced serious budget cuts on the last few weeks. To avoid the possibly of any of you losing your jobs, I have agreed to participate on alternative programs." Hotch explained the situation as he opened the door. "One of them is the Social Rehabilitation Program. During six months we'll be tutoring three young adults that face a preventive sentence for small crimes. At the end of the program we will grade their performance and attitudes and they will get a reduction or exoneration on their time in jail... It's called the Shadow program."

Three teenagers entered the room. Two guys and one girl. The first guy was short and wore glasses. His curly, greasy hair fell freely on his face covered with pimples. He was wearing loose jeans and a squared shirt.

The second guy was taller and stronger. His hair was very short, almost military-styled. He had green eyes and a permanent grin on his face. We wore a loose football jersey and jeans.

The girl was Latin with curly hair. She had ponytails and she was wearing a white tight dress. She was beautiful and she exhibited a flirty smile.

"Did he say six months?" Reid asked confused.

"Did he say they were sentenced criminals?" García looked worried

"I introduce you to your shadows, agents." Hotch concluded with a severe face. He was obviously not a fan of the idea

It is just the prologue and I promise next chapters will be longer. Tell me if you liked it!