Junge Frau: Rebooted

Author's Note: Hey, so… hi. It has been a long time since I have been in the fanfic community. Actively writing that is. But I decided to revamp an oldie here, just because of reasons. I may or may not be working on The Carousel, so keep an eye out for that. I cannot believe that you guys still find my old stories in the archives and subscribe and say good things about my stories. When I read my stories it is utter garbage and it's just… no. But such is life and every author goes through that process, yes? I decided to start up writing again because I've matured, I've written more, and it's just pretty damn awesome to come back to a community of people who still love what I do. Even though I shouldn't say I in that case, it's more of a community of people who love each other's work and appreciates the effort no matter how crap it is. Also this is a reboot, meaning a new main character name, and better writing! Alright well, if you like this reboot – subscribe to my page and check out my other (embarrassing) stories and give me some ideas or love or what have you. I love you all and welcome back, even though I was the one who had left.


Chapter 1

"How long have you been thinking about joining the FBI?"

"Since I moved here to the United States, when I was in grade school."

"What grade were you in?"

"Oh, right, I was in the fifth grade. My parents wanted a better life for me and my brother."

"What country did you originally come from?"

"Germany."

"Your parents and brother's name?"

"Viktor Roth and Amelia Roth, brother's name was Martin Roth."

"Past tense?"

"He died. A mysterious car crash, just outside of St. Louis, Missouri."

"What made you suspicious of the car crash, Audrey?"

"I was talking to him a few days prior of the crash. He wanted to see me, to talk to me, to… hang out. I denied him, telling him that I had other things to do. In fact I had nothing."

"You had nothing?"

"I was working on school, to up the chances of getting in, in here."

"How did he take that?"

"Martin was always supportive of me, every step of the way. Me being the youngest, I simply didn't understand him at times. I would just argue the point, you know? I was never really there for him, but he was always there for me."

"He loved you."

"And now I cherish him."


Audrey sat near the window in the jet; she was selected to tag along on a prison consultation along with Doctor Spencer Reid and their boss, Supervisory Special Agent in Charge Aaron Hotchner. The order came from not Hotch, but from his boss Unit Chief Erin Strauss. It was one of those prison consultations that was so routine, the agents could do it with their eyes closed.

Except this one was quite the opposite.

Looking across the way, Audrey's features softened as she watched Reid try to move his arm a bit. And then looking across the table she made eye contact with her boss, even he had a few scrapes here and there. But she, Audrey, had a wrapped arm and a brace on her wrist. A few scrapes and cuts and bruises, nothing was that major. But something had definitely snapped in the prisoner's head to make him think that it was okay to take down three federal agents. "I didn't mean to mention what I wasn't supposed to mention, Hotch."

Aaron tilted his head to the side ever so slightly and studied her for a moment. Straightening up in his seat he cleared his throat and shook his head softly. "You did what your gut told you to do. You did what was right," granted she shouldn't have mentioned how the prisoner's wife was brutally murdered, just to get an edge out of the guy. But in her defense, he wasn't budging one bit and they needed information before they left for Quantico. They had been in Seattle for three days and there was nothing. It was supposed to be a clean cut consultation, not some bloodshed that… that nearly got them and the prisoner killed.

"If I had just kept my mouth shut, Reid wouldn't be suffering from a broken arm and you wouldn't be looking like you got sliced and diced," Audrey specifically left out what she was feeling, what was truly going on with her. She was so stiff she could barely move.

"Audrey, I'm fine. Spencer will be too. What about you? I noticed that your demeanor has shifted significantly since we left the hotel a few hours ago…" Aaron was worried, hell yes he was. He was worried about Spencer; he was worried about Audrey and how she was favoring her right side a lot since they left the hotel for the airport. What type of damage did she have?

"I'm fine."

"Audrey…"

"Aaron, if it continues to worsen, I will let you know. But I am fine," she shot him a glare before looking out the window to see her own reflection and how puffy she was getting. Was she alright?

"Audrey, take a few days off. Just rest up, okay? I want you and Spence to be on the top of your game when you come back into work, please."

Looking back over to him, she studied him for a long time before giving a short nod and she looked back over to Spencer, who was now asleep. The poor boy.

"Get some rest, it will be a few hours before we land," Aaron pulled her attention back to him and she nodded again, this time with a small smile, to reassure him.

"You too, you look like hell." Audrey whispered before leaning back fully and pulled her jacket closer to her body. Seeing Aaron smile and then standing, she wished him a good night and continued to look out the window, to her reflection. And then the next thing you know, she was asleep.


"When was the last time you saw Martin?"

"The last time, the very last time I saw him was at a family social. It wasn't a big deal since our family originates overseas. But it was just us, you know? It was mother, father… Martin. That was nine months prior to the accident, or whatever you want to call it."

"How did he behave then?"

"How do you mean?"

"How did he behave? Did he act like his usual self, his usual caring self? Or did he… seem anxious? Like time was running short?"

"He… he was his usual self, but I could sense that something was off. I meant to ask him what was wrong, but I had to help mother in the kitchen. The dog had knocked over a vase and glass was everywhere."

"After the kitchen accident, did you see him again?"

"No."


"Audrey? Audrey, wake up. We are home," Aaron looked down to his younger agent. She had slept the entire way and even with the severe turbulence, she still slept. If that bastard of a prisoner hurt her that much, to cause her this much pain – Aaron clenched his jaw and looked up to Reid who was nearing the exit. "You go on, Reid. We'll meet you at the car," he told the doctor, who then nodded and walked off the jet. Aaron sat down across from Audrey and he knitted his eyebrows together as he watched her wake up slowly, and apparently painfully.

"We're… home?" Audrey asked sleepily. She blinked several times to clear her vision just right and she looked across the way to see Hotch sitting there. Had he been there the entire time? Taking her jacket off of her body carefully, while trying to suppress her pain, she started to sit up and wiped a hand across her face with stiffness and caution.

"We're home. But I want to know how bad he hurt you. If I remember correctly you took the brunt of the brawl and… to be honest I should have been in your position," Aaron's features softened as he spoke to his agent. He wasn't one to show his emotions, especially to his subordinates, but he needed to show that he cared. He always cared about his team, it was just he needed to remain strong for them. And sometimes it was hard to do just that.

Audrey shook her head slightly and started to stand with a slight wince. "I'm an agent, Hotch. Shit happens, yes? I know you want to protect me, protect us, the team. But… fights happen, this one was on me, and I should have kept my mouth shut about his wife being brutally murdered by his father. If at all, I deserved to be banged up and in this state of… whatever it is," shaking her head softly, she picked up her jacket and started to reach for the bin to get her bag.

Aaron shook his head and got up from his seat and touched her shoulder lightly. "It's already in the car, let's just get you home and we will talk about this tomorrow, okay?" he looked down at her; he didn't want to fight with her. It was bad enough that the woman in front of him took more hits than she could ever possibly handle. And it was his fault to drag her along, to put her in a position such as that.

"What about Strauss? Doesn't she already know about this? All of this? I'll have to answer to her, and I'm not sure I'm up for her cutting off my head just yet. I like being on the team, to catch the criminals." She walked towards the exit and started to walk down the stairs with caution. It was over now, the brawl was the past and she had to look towards the future. And what scared her more than the criminal was Strauss. That woman made Audrey's skin crawl.

"I'll deal with her and make sure you and Reid stay out of it as much as possible. You two do not need the stress on top of the injuries you have received. I'll talk with her tonight and in the morning, and if by some inane reason you two have to talk to her, then I will be in the room too. It was my responsibility to protect my team, and I had failed. Tremendously," Aaron's voice faltered at the very end, and Audrey caught at. But she allowed herself to step off the stairs and then walk a ways forward before turning towards Hotch to study him.

"You of all people should know that protecting can go only so far. We have to protect each other and ourselves and that is what we did against that brute. If we didn't do that, if we simply didn't care, then God help us all," Audrey's featured harden. Now she had to show that she was a strong person, not some weakling who suddenly appeared on the plane. She had to be an Agent now. From now to until she couldn't handle it. And when will that day come? When will she just… snap? When will they all just snap?


Good hello! I've quickly skimmed this, and what have you. I'm working on chapter four as of this moment of typing this here footer. Posting will be sporadic as I now gained a life. And school is part of that so called life. Anyway, I really enjoy writing this story, so much more can be squished out of it. The other one, I just went meh with, and even with nineteen chapters (which is a lot) I hope to make these as good as the original, if not better.

Love you guys xoxo