"The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances; if there is any reaction, both are transformed." -- Carl Gustav Jung

"Team, you remember me telling you about Dr. Ruth Eve?" Hotch watched as the last few of his team, Emily and Derek, file into the conference room. They all instantly looked to her cut and bruised face. "This is her. She is the newest member of our team. Her resume is quite unreal, but we'll get to that after our case. Ruth, is there anything you would like to add before we start?"

"I fell on my rollerblades." She gestured to her face. "I hit a pothole. That's it."

Hotch gestured for her to take the empty seat beside Spencer. She obliged, and smiled at him as she sat down. He felt his face break into a smile, as well.

"Our victims range between the ages of fifteen to eighteen. They are abducted outside of their homes between 2:20 and 3:00… there are four victims so far, and as of yesterday, a missing 15-year-old boy." JJ flipped the page in her folder, reading the notes within. "A Victor Mallas. His parents say he was home from school by 2, and probably wouldn't have left the house for much until his father got home. They go for a walk after school every day, down to the baseball diamond. Victor looked forward to it, since his father works seven days a week as a popular mechanic. "

"Are there any links between victims other than abduction times?" Morgan didn't take his eyes off of his copy of the file.

"They all live in the same community and all go to the same church." JJ let out a small, stressed sigh. "Apostolic Lutheran Church in Akron, Ohio."

"Ohio!" Ruth chirped with a wide grin. "Did you know Akron is the rubber capital of the world?"

"Did you know seven United States presidents were born in Ohio?" Spencer countered.

"Ulysses S. Grant, Rutherford B. Hayes, James A. Garfield, Benjamin Harrison, William McKinley, William H. Taft and the one, the only, Warren G. Harding!" Ruth counted on her fingers and grinned at Spencer, who also beheld the same wild grin. Both enthralled to find another genius to boast their random facts and focus on. "What's your IQ?"

"187. You?"

"I'm just a couple points ahead." Ruth shot her gaze away from him. "So do we go to Akron now and investigate? I'm sort of new to this BAU thing, but I thumbed through all the information I could find."

"That's exactly what we do. Wheels up in twenty minutes." Hotchner rose to his feet and left the room looking over the file.

"So hi everyone," Ruth interjected before they all left. "I'm Ruth Eve. I'd like to get all your names, so I don't have to adapt to the nicknames I gave you instantaneously per viewing your exterior."

Derek eyeballed her for a moment, and then outstretched his hand to shake hers. "SSA Derek Morgan. This is Dr. Spencer Reid, Agents Emily Prentiss, Jennifer Jureau and David Rossi."

"Right. Got it. It's sure great to know you all! It's a real intense experience. I feel so intimidated and small, like all I say is purely inferior to you and your experience and wisdom." Ruth's grin hadn't settled an inch since she began talking.

"Hotch said you're a genius," Rossi said, "is it true? You don't seem like one."

"I know, hah," she laughed, "I'm the stupidest genius you'll ever meet. I don't know how else to explain it."

"Well, it's nice to meet a dumb genius. There are few." Emily shook her hand as well. "I'm sure you and Spencer will get along great."

"Oh yeah? I don't really get along well with other so-called prodigies. The half that don't get jealous of my IQ get angry I don't act like I have superior intelligence. Personally, I believe you can't be a genius unless you can finish a Rubix cube in 10 seconds, and I'm topping 13. I guess that means I'm not a genius at all, ha!" Ruth giggled once more and then exited the room with her wet hair bouncing along side her head as she examined the offices she passed.

"True, she doesn't act like Spencer at all." Derek mused. "Of course, that means nothing. I haven't met a single person who acts like Spencer."

"Good point. Personally, I'm looking forward to this." Emily some-what beamed. "She seems nice."

As they left the office, they noticed her bubbling around a secretary, giggling and smiling with each other. "Very friendly." Spencer observed. "Peculiar, I wonder what her IQ is."

"189?" JJ guessed. "She said it was a couple above yours, right? Wouldn't that make it 189?"

"Maybe." Spencer mused, not convinced.

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