(AN: I apologize for this being so short, I promise to update it with a much longer chapter real soon!)

She sat at her desk in the bull pen, eyes silently scanning the page before her. Images of the teams previous case were seared upon her brain. The room was dark, only her light and the dim glow of the l.e.d s upon the computers beside her illuminated the space. She rested her head upon her hand, nails pressing against her lips as she read the final details of the case file. She sighed, closing her pale grey eyes as she moved her hand to pinch the bridge of her nose, pushing her glasses up slightly before removing them with her right hand. Placing them gently upon the desk. The creaking of a door behind her caused her to jump, jamming her shoulder into the wall beside her as she span around to face the sound.
"what are you doing here this late?" agent Hotchner asked as he stepped out of his office, the glow of her light setting his stoic features into one of presumed anger. The young apprentice pressed her hands together, entwining her fingers as she sighed.
"well sir, i was just going over the case again, it's been bugging me." She admitted to him, glancing down at her desk as she ran her hand through her hair. Hotch looked down at her, the dark rings beneath her eyes seemed more pronounced than usual, she was likely stressing herself out over the unsub. He had gotten away, but not before kidnapping and murdering 4 young boys. It had angered Hotch to no end when they were told that they were being taken off of the case. But that was three weeks ago, another case had already come and gone. Why was she stuck on this one? He wondered silently to himself but simply sighed, looking down at his watch, 2:30am. How much better was he? He was going home early.
"go home Amai, get some sleep. I need you ready to work tomorrow." He patted her on the shoulder once before exiting the bull pen. She sat still for just a moment, hotch had just used her first name. Her lips pulled into a smile as she closed the case file before her. After all this time she finally felt like a part of the team. Picking up her bag, she found herself leaving the office and heading home. Perhaps she'd sleep tonight? It seemed like ages since she had, just an endless struggle, laying in bed and staring at the ceiling in complete and utter darkness. Unable to find the solace of sleep.
looking down, a grim smirk grew on her features as she realized just how pathetic she must look. Fingers tapping on the wheel of her black sedan, leaning forward towards the dashboard. Disheveled hair and unprofessional clothes. the red light flipped to green without her realizing it, caught in her mind a horn woke her from her waking dream. She hit her head on the visor before going, apologizing verbally though no one could hear her. She pulled over to the side of the road, pulling her phone out of her pocket before dialing her co-worker Derek Morgan.
"hey there sweet thing, what are you doing up at this hour?" His joking flattery came through the phone and she felt as though her ear had been violated. Men like Morgan made her feel uneasy, unclean as strange as that was.
"i could ask you the same but i think i know the answer you'd give." She spoke, her nerves on edge and the lack of sleep fogging her mind. "i just wanted to know how to reach the bar that you guys always disappear to." She questioned slowly wondering if she was doing the smart thing. Some drinks could calm her down enough to sleep tonight, at very least she could pass out drunk. Sure she'd wake up hung over but it would be worth the sleep.
"awww gonna come get your drink on with me sweetheart? Ok, just don't get all touchy touchy, that's my job." He joked lightly, he must've heard the stress in her voice. "go down to broadway, turn left on Clark. It's by the blue lounge-" he stopped short, a woman's giggles coming through the line before Amai cleared her throat to get him back on track.
"Derek?" She asked when she heard him chuckle.
"oh yeah, next to the blue lounge, use the side door. I'll have Reid meet you there. Now I've gotta go, I've got a sweet thang calling to me." He hung up before she could answer. Her cheeks flushed, what had she done? She didn't expect him to be there still. And Reid was there? Oh god. She couldn't do this! It was like signing over her own death warrant. Whenever she was around men she tripped up, but none so bad as Reid. What could she do? She couldn't back out now, Reid would be waiting for her. She sighed and set off driving down to the bar, trying to fix her hair in the rear view mirror when she was at red lights and applying a clear gloss to her pale lips. She pulled over at the bar, hands shaking as she exited the car and opened the door, hands lingering on the chrome handle. She took a deep breath then entered.