The Horror of Me

HELLO! THIS IS MY NEW Criminal Minds FANFIC. AND MY NEW Reid/OC STORY. I THINK YOU WILL ENJOY THIS STORY. VERY, VERY MUCH. UNLESS, YOU DON'T LIKE Reid/OC STORIES. WAIT, IF YOU DON'T LIKE Reid/OC STORIES GET OUT! ANYWHOO, (HE, HE. THAT'S A FUNNY WORD) ON WITH THE STORY!

DISCLAIMER: *SNIFFLES* I SERIOUSLY DOUBT WHOEVER OWNS Criminal Minds WOULD GIVE IT TO AN ELEVEN-YEAR-OLD GIRL. ;(

~SUSANNA'S P.O.V~

I watched cars of Chicago roll by. I sat down on a bench. I watched the traffic for a while. Someone sat down next to me. I uncomfortably scooted to the other end. "Hi, I'm Hunter." He said; he looked so familiar. "Cool." I said. "Whats your name?" he asked. "Coming mother!" I shouted getting up. I ran into a random alley. I turned and looked at the bench. He was gone. "Phew." I muttered, turning around. Hunter was there, holding a knife. "Hello, Susanna." He said coldly. I tried to scream, but he stabbed me quickly. He left the knife in my heart. He squatted down, taking my ID. "Good-bye. Have fun, Susanna." He said, leaving me to die. That was the last image I saw before Death overcame me.

~ANNMARIE'S P.O.V~

"Oh, that would suck." I said, turning off the T.V. "Hello? Annmarie? Are you home?" someone asked. I opened the door, so that I could see through the screen door. "Hello? Can I help you?" I asked the three people at the door. "Annmarie, FBI. We heard that you knew the victim." "What victim?" I asked, opening the screen door. "Susanna Abbott." "Wait, what? Are you sure it was Susan?" I asked. "I am so sorry, Annmarie, we know she was like a sister to you." The girl said. "And you are?" my boyfriend, Jake, said; causing me to jump. "Geez, Jake! At least give a warning when you come in!" I said.

"Who's this?" a man asked. "This is my boyfriend, Jake." I said. "Jake Harrison." Jake said, shaking the FBI's hands. "Prentiss, Morgan and Reid." Prentiss said. "Annmarie. Please, call me Ann, though." I said. "Jake, were you ever close to Susanna Abbott?" Morgan asked. "Somewhat close." Jake said. "But, if you want close you should talk to Annie, over here." Jake continued. I blushed. "Jake, stop it." I said. "Who would do this to Susanna?" Reid asked. "Gosh, I can't think about any one who could! Susan was just, sweet and bubbly. She never did like people though. They made her uneasy." I said. "So, in other words, she was shy?" Prentiss asked. "Which is why she got along perfectly with Annie." Jake said, lacing his arm on my waist.

"Oh, stop it, you!" I joked, slightly smacking his arm. "So, she was like Ann?" Morgan asked. "Gosh, they were both shy, beautiful, and always stuttering at compliments." Jake said, causing me to blush. "I-er- not… um….." I stuttered. "See? Like that." Jake said, smiling and laughing. I smacked his arm lightly. "Oh, shush!" I said. "So, Susanna couldn't have known who it was?" Reid asked; interrupting Jake's flirting with me. Jake glared at him. "Jake, play nice." I said. He scowled at Reid and I said, "Why don't you go outside and… read that new magazine I got you? Kay?" "Fine." He said, pecking my cheek and leaving out the back.

"I'm sorry. He's usually so nice." I apologized. "It's fine." Reid said. "So, Jake? Does he seem like the kind of guy who would kill someone?" Morgan asked. I widened my eyes. "God, no! He's too sweet!" I said. "Ann, even the sweetest person can snap." Prentiss said. "I've never snapped!" I said. "Hmm. Anyway, could he have? I know you don't think he couldn't but, there is a possible chance." Reid said. "I-I don't know." I said. "Has he become more moody lately? Like, more distant too?" Prentiss said.

"He's just mad at the receptionist, that's all." I said. "Who is the receptionist?" "Susanna. But, he wouldn't do that! I know him." I protested. "You also said that he's too sweet to snap." Reid muttered. "Shut up." I said. "You just snapped."Morgan said. "Yeah, but he bothers me! A lot." I said, referring to Reid. "Gee, thanks." He said. "Welcome." I said. "Do you know if he ever did snap at someone? If you weren't around he probably could've snapped at someone." Prentiss said. "I…. guess he could've. But, he's always so happy, and…. And carefree!"

"Where did he go?" Morgan asked. "He usually goes to the library….. Or to his apartment." "He has an apartment?" Prentiss asked. "Yeah. Sometimes, he just doesn't wanna hear my cat hiss at him." I said. "Do you know why the cat hisses at him?" Reid asked; I glared at him. "She. And yes. He has a dog and he smells like his dog." I said. "Do you know where he lives?" "Yeah. 1342 Brown Avenue. Why?" "We need to…. See if he has anything in there that could connect him with the murders." Prentiss said.

"I'm telling you, he didn't do it." I said. "We'll let you know if there's a change in suspects, Ann." Prentiss said, as they left. "Why'd you tell them where I lived?" Jake asked. I jumped. "Sheesh, Jake! I thought you already left!" I said. "I thought I'd stay here a while." He said, shrugging. "Yeah, well you could've told me that! All you said was, 'fine.' Then, you just show up! Sheesh, sometimes you make me jump out of my skin, you know that, Jake?" "Yeah. I do." He said, giving me a hug. "Please tell me you didn't do that." I said, stepping away to look at him. "God, no! Annie, do that to your best friend? I would never do that." Jake scoffed. Something seemed fake about his words…. I brushed it off and took it as the truth.

"Do we have pizza? I really want pizza." I said, causing Jake to laugh. "Hon, you're always in the mood for pizza." He said. "Well, excuse me for having a love of pizza." I said, giggling.

"When you smile, my heart flutters." – ME!

AH, ANNIE AND HER LOVE FOR PIZZA. THEN AGAIN, PIZZA IS AWESOME. JUST THOUGHT I'D POINT THAT OUT. ANYWAYS, YOU KNOW THE PROCEDURE. READ AND REVIEW. KK? HAVE FUN. EAT PIZZA OR I KEEL YOU! JK. PEACE! – MOONFAN4EVA.