Thanks to calzonaobsessed and coachkimm for the reviews!
About the berets, coachkimm, I needed to use some artistic license for the sake of the story. I figured it would help guess which international organisation both Sørensen and Watson were depending from ;)
= Quantico, bullpen, 16.00 GMT-5 =
"Kaja?"
Both women turned their heads so fast, Hotch thought they would get whiplash.
"Emily?" is all what a stunned norwegian officer could say. By that time, the rest of the team had gathered around Hotch, looking just as surprised as the soldiers and one of their own.
"Emily? Men... du er i live?"
"Herregud, ingen fortalte deg at jeg var 'undercover'? Jeg beklager så mye Kaja!" Shaking out of her stupor, Sørensen gave her friend a warm smile and Emily walked towards her to hug her. The agents around them were looking at the women with wide eyes while major Watson was grinning.
"Ladies, not that I like to burst your bubble but I think Prentiss's colleagues are dying to know what is going on," said Watson, which causes Emily to leave her friend's embrace and reply to the woman with a smile dancing in her dark brown eyes "You say this because you're jealous and want a hug too, marine!" Her grin getting even wider, Casey quipped "Hell yeah!" which caused the 3 women to burst out laughing.
"It's good to see you Em," said Casey after they all regained their breaths.
"Good to see you too Case. And now I think it's time I let you introduce yourselves", added Emily sheepishly.
"Indeed you're right. I'm sorry for being rude, I wasn't expecting seeing Emily, as you probably figured out. I'm lieutenant-colonel Sørensen, norwegian army, and this is major Casey Watson, US Marine corps. We work for the Organisation of the United Nations." Once again, the FBI agents were bewildered. What were 2 UN officials doing in Quantico?
Reid was the first one to recover from the shock, unable to refrain his perpetually inquisitive mind from asking the reasons behind the presence of the 2 military personel "Erm... can I ask why you are here?" Exchanging a quick glance with the major, the lieutenant-colonel looked back at Reid, a very serious air displayed on her features. "We need your help. We think we have a serial offender in our task force."
This time Hotch was the one talking, realising they couldn't keep discussing in the open. "Please, let's all go into the conference room. JJ, call Garcia and tell her to join us. Morgan, Prentiss, go get coffees and water for everyone. Reid, make sure we get all the privacy we need."
Hotch barely had the time to finish delivering his orders that Garcia was already trotting in the bullpen, a flash of colours in the otherwise dull FBI environment. Once all were settled, Hotch introduces the team to the newcomers. "Lieutenant-colonel, Major, these are SSA Derek Morgan, David Rossi, Jennifer Jareau, doctor Spencer Reid and our technical analyst Penelope Garcia. You already know Emily," he added, the shadow of a smile gracing his lips. Taking it as her cue to speak, Sørensen thanked him with a small nod and stood up "First of all, let me tell you that formalities are not needed. Besides, Emily never uses my rank anyway. I think doing so would kill her", which made the agents around the table chuckle, "so call me Kay." Major Watson promptly jumps in "And call me Casey." Receiving nods from everyone, Kay went on "I know you wonder why we came to you, and why you weren't warned. From now on, all you will hear, see and read in the course of this investigation must be considered as secret and sensitive material. The less people involved, the less security risks we are facing. Is this understood?" Once again, all nodded their understanding. "I am the head of an international task force, Casey is my adjoint. The unit we lead is a rapid deployment force, which means we can be shipped anywhere in the world and be operational in less than 24h after receiving our orders. As you can imagine, our soldiers are amongst the best serving under the UN flag. Recently, Casey noticed a similar pattern rapes happening in places the task force has been deployed. None happened around our base."
"You think one of your soldiers is a serial rapist?" asked JJ.
"As Kay said, we don't know. But what are the chances rapes with the exact same MO happen at the exact time the unit is deployed in the vicinity? I'm no profiler, but even to me the odds seem incredibly low." Looking around the table, Casey could see everyone agreeing with her.
This time, Emily was the one speaking "So, where do we start?"
Note: the dialogue in norwegian says:
"Emily?... but you're alive?"
"Oh my god, no one told you I was undercover? I am so very sorry Kaja!"
