Chapter 2

Within the week the team returned and Fujikaze had more then capably finished her work. Much to Hotch's surprise, for a rookie profiler, she was pretty adept at writing up consultation reports. He had of course given them a cursory look over before sending them out-seeing as Fujikaze was new to the process- but she had exceeded his expectations. He glanced out his window into the bullpen to the rest of the team taking it upon themselves to make introductions with her.

"Uh... H-Hello."

Fujikaze looked up confused to see the tall scrawny guy from the breifing the other day.

"Hi?" she asked slowly.

"I-I'm Spencer R-Reid." He stuttered, nervously pushing his hair back.

"And I'm Fujikaze. Get to the point." She frowned.

"I-I just wanted to i-introduce myself!" He cried, throwing his hands up defensivly.

"Relax Nerd Boy, I was just wonderin' what you wanted. It's nice to meet you." She held her hand out.

Reid kept his hands to himself. "The amount of germs and bacteria transfered in a handshake is staggering-it's actually more sanitary to kiss."

"Was that supposed to be a pick up line? Cause if it was it was by far the worst one I've ever heard."

"No." Reid answered confused. He stood there for akwardly for a moment as Fujikaze went back to filling out reports. She stopped suddenly having that uneasy feeling she was being watched. She looked back to Reid.

"Can I help you with something Spencer?"

"Uh... W-well it's just Morgan... was wondering if you would go out with us tonight and get drinks?" He paused and looked over to the break room where Morgan stood in the doorway. He gestured his hand in a go on motion at Reid and held up the young mans satchel as a reminder. Morgan had taken it hostage to assure Reid spoke to the new girl.

"I'd love too" she began, smiling finally, "But it's too short notice for me to get a sitter and my brother's workin' late tonight, so I gotta get back to my kids."

"O-oh. So you're married then?"

"I was." She muttered frowning, signaling to Reid she would talk no more about the subject. Reid walked over to Morgan and reached for his bag. Morgan pulled it out of his reach.

"What'd she say?"

"She has to go home to be with her children. She can't get a babysitter because it's too short notice."

"She has kids? I thought she was younger then you!" Morgan looked to the small red-head in awe. Reid shrugged and took his satchel back.

"Hi!"

Fujikaze inwardly groaned at the sound of the chiper female voice. She just could not catch a break.

"Hello?" Fujikaze frowned her voice conveying just how much she didn't want to get to know these people. She just wanted to work.

"I'm Jennifer Jareou, everyone calls me JJ." the medium height well dressed blond held out her hand. Fujikaze took a moment to take in the womans appearance. Her hair was platinum blond, pin straight, her eyes were bright blue, and she was very well dressed. A black pencil skirt, a white blouse, and four inch heels. Fujikaze already knew this is a woman she would not get along with; she was probably one of the mean girls in highschool(and probably still was).

"Hi, Jennifer. I'm Fujikaze." Fujikaze reluctantly took her hand. Jareou frowned.

"Um... right. Well I've got some more consultations for you to fill out. I'm the one who hands them out, and they go to Hotch af-"

"Yeah. I think I already figured that out. Thanks." Fujikaze rolled her eyes and went back to her work. Jareou frowned, and dropped the files in her in-box.

"Well welcome to the team." Jareou walked away shaking her head. Fujikaze snickered to herself.

"Something funny?"

Fujikaze looked up to a frowning Gideon.

"No sir." She tried to contain her smirk.

"Did you say something to JJ?"

"Why do you wanna fuck her or somethin'" She muttered under her breath.

"Did you say something?" Gideon snapped.

"Absolutely not sir. Maybe she's just upset or... on her period. Some women get unexplicably annoying and bitchy when their on the rag." Fujikaze smiled sweetly. Gideon narrowed his eyes and walked to his office.

"Well Fujikaze, so far so good. You just have to pass your gun qalification next week and your ready to join the team in the field." Hotch closed her personel file, looking up at her as she put her long hair into a pony tail.

"Awesome." she grunted dropping her hands from her hair.

"Gideon tells me you're making an effort to distance yourself from the other members of the unit."

"False. I'm not making an effort to distance myself from them, I just don't know them that well yet." she shrugged. Hotch looked at her skeptically, something in her tone just made him want to not believe her.

"Alright then. I would suggest you get yourself to the firing range and pactice for your qualification."

"Thanks." Fujikaze turned to leave. "Oh!" she stopped suddenly, turning back to Hotch. He looked up from his desk.

"Yes Fujikaze?"

"You never told me how the case went last week. I didn't like... lead you guys wrong with what I said in the breifing did I?"

"No. Actually you pretty much hit the nail on the head. He was twenty-three, a student, and trying to work up the courage to take out the object of his aggression. So the victims were replacements. You were right."

Fujikaze smiled, proudly. "Thank you sir."

"Fujikaze before you go would you mid taking these papers to Garcia's office?"

"Who?"

"Our technical analyst."

"We have one a those?"

Hotch sighed and stood up. "I'll introduce you."

He led her out of his office and towards the Deputy Chiefs office. They turned left, the right leading to more offices and the Deputy Chiefs, while the left led to what Fujikaze had thought were storage closets. Hotch opened a door and in front of the multiple computer monitors sat a voluptuous blond woman, hair done up in a crazy manner, wearing a brightly colored dress and even taller heels then the other blond.

"Garcia" Hotch began, she turned in her chair, smiling and looked at the newcomer to her office.

"This is our newest addition to the BAU Dakotah Fujikaze. Fujikaze, this is Penelope Garcia." Hotch placed the files on Garcia's desk and left.

"Hi." Fujikaze waved akwardly.

"Hello" Garcia smiled brightly.

"So... what do you do around here?"

"Well, I work the computers. You need me to look up anything, anything at all, I will find it. I am the

Goddess of all things tech, a Meyven of-"

"I get the picture." Fujikaze cut in. Garcia smiled.

"It's almost time for lunch, wanna go with me? I know this awesome diner near here that has the best burgers."

"Sure. Sounds great."