Daddy-o got the swagger of a champion.

Too bad for you, you just can't find the right companion.

I guess when you have one too many, makes it hard. It could be easy...

- Britney Spears

The team gathered in the conference room. There wasn't anything new in the case, but Hotch had called them for a meeting. He stood at the front, waiting for everyone to file in. The whole team finally showed up, "I've called you all to this meeting to introduce you to the newest member of our team." Natalie walked into the conference room and smiled. She stood next to Hotchner. "This is Doctor Natalie Moriarity. She's 19 years old, and she's just graduated from the Yale School of Medicine. I suppose I'll let her tell a little more about herself." Hotchner sat down.

"Hi. Like Agent Hotchner told you, I'm Natalie. Um, I grew up in London. It's been just my older brother and myself for the majority of my life. I have an IQ of 190, and I can read 21,000 words per minute." Natalie noticed that everyone slightly gasped and looked toward the guy sitting toward the back of the round table. She recognized him from the café. She smiled at him. "I can remember everything that's ever been said to me. I like taking long walks. I hate chocolate and cake, and I very much dislike driving. Thanks!"

Agent Hotchner stood back up as everyone quietly applauded her. "Alright, um. We still have nothing new on the case. Reid, how about you work with Natalie and show her the information? Dismissed."

The team dispersed, and Spencer sat still. Natalie walked towards him and sat down. "Hello again." She smiled.

"You... you recognize me?" Spencer asked in shock.

"Of course. It was just this morning." Natalie laughed.

"Right. Okay, um, so this is the case we're working on right now." Spencer pushed the open file a little more towards Natalie. He pointed to it. "Four victims in the last two weeks. All we know so far is that each murder has taken place on either a Tuesday at 7 P.M. or a Friday at 11 P.M. We only know that the murders happen in parks around Virginia, and the victims seem to have nothing in common other than their age and that they're white females."

"Hmm, I see. Okay, do you think you can get me a copy of all the information in your file? So I can look over it on my own?" Natalie asked him.

"Y-yeah, I can do that." Spencer got up and went to the copy room.

Natalie walked into the bullpen and looked around for her desk. She spotted an empty one across the room, and sat down. She sighed. "I really should have brought some stuff with me."

"It's okay. I'll decorate your desk for now." Morgan sat down on the edge of her desk.

Natalie laughed. "I can handle that. So what's your name?"

"I'm SSA Derek Morgan. But really? You can call me anything you want, lady." Morgan winked at her.

She smiled. "Let me guess, Derek... You've been a ladies man for nearly all of the latter half of your life. You can pretty much get any girl you want, and at the end of the night you leave without so much as an 'I'll call you later'. Does that sound right?" Morgan stared in shock at her, his mouth slightly open.

"W-well... yeah, but... I, ha..." Morgan stammered. He was surprised, she was nothing like he expected.

"It's alright, Derek. I can tell you want to ask me out. So I'll go out with you on the condition that you drop the macho, ladies man act and just be real with me. Oh, and you call me after." Natalie smirked.

"Wh-um. Yeah, okay. Sounds good. I'll, uh... just leave your address on my desk and I'll pick you up tonight, since we probably won't get anywhere with this case. 8 sound good?" Morgan asked, still in a small amount shock.

"Sounds good." Morgan walked away, and Spencer walked up with two files. He put one down on Natalie's desk, weakly smiled, and walked away.

Natalie stared after him. She wondered why he spent most of his time alone. "Studying the young doctor, are we?" Natalie looked up at a dark haired woman.

"I would say I'm the young doctor around here, but yes." The girls both let out small laughs. Natalie finishes, "He's interesting."

"He really is. You know, though, I find you really interesting." Natalie looked at her, confused. "What I mean is, you and Reid are alike, but so different. You're both geniuses, doctors. But he's so shy and he keeps to himself. You seem to be really outgoing and speak your mind, and I'm guessing you've had a lot of male attention, whereas Reid... not so much attention from the ladies."

Natalie laughs. "Funny. I suppose that is kind of interesting... I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name."

"Emily Prentiss. Most people just call me Prentiss, though." Prentiss sticks her hand out.

Natalie just looks at it. "I'm sorry... I don't..."

Prentiss nods. "You're more like Reid than I thought." She laughs and starts to leave.

"Um, thank you, I guess... Emily." Natalie smiles at her coworker who smiles back at her.