Running Late
Fuck, I thought as I looked at the time on my clock, it read 5:00. I had slept in and now I was running late, I was supposed to be on the road by now but instead I was getting dressed, put my hair up in a mess yet cute pony tail, and grabbed a pack of pop tarts and walked right out to my car. As I drove down my drive way something dawned on me; I forgot my damn make-up bag.
"Just my luck!" I screamed to myself.
First I slept in, running late (not a good impression for the first day), and now I looked like that thing people saw in nightmares and it isn't pretty at all; not one bit. And with my luck today I'll hit traffic and be later than I would normally with not waking up on time, possibly fired. At least I still had my yummy looking pop tart. Of course, I forgot to make a damn pot of coffee hopefully they'll have some there.
POP
And that was the sound of my tire. Now what I am supposed to do? Walk the other fifty miles? I don't think so. Maybe this is fate and life saying, 'Hey Terra we figured you were happy long enough so now were gonna fuck with you. Jokes on you'. A thought came to my mind, maybe not a good one but still it's a thought none the less, hitch hike.
After about what felt like twenty cars had gone by, one finally stopped. It was an older model of the Volkswagen, it was black and silver on the outside with tinted windows. The driver started to roll down his window and that's when I froze; it was him, the guy Reid, from yesterday I swear my heart stopped a beat.
With the look on his face he seemed to have definitely remembered me, after the look wore off he said, "Would you uh- like a ride to uh- wherever you're going?"
I was shocked he offered and even more shocked I was able to udder a single word, "Uh yes please I would appreciate that very much."
"Well then get in car. And where is it I'll be taking you exactly? I am a little late to work myself."
I remembered the address and building name like it was printed to the back of mind and eye lids, "Yes I do actually; Quantico, Virginia FBI: Behavioral Analyst Unit. The address is-" I was cut off by Dr. Reid.
His face was pale and he said, "I know where that is. That's exactly where I'm headed."
As I climbed into his vehicle I swear it had dropped an extra ten degrees and I was going to puke. I had to keep my hands locked together so he couldn't see them shaking with how nervous I was around him.
"So what is it like?" I asked.
He gave me a questioning look and then it dawned on him, "Oh well everyone is very nice. You met most the crew yesterday. There's Derek Morgan he is very nice to all the ladies but can be demanding to information that is critical. Then there's Aaron Hotchner, he comes off as stubborn, but once you get to know him he is a really great guy. Prentiss, sorry I mean Emily Prentiss, is a sweet girl and can handle this job pretty well. David Rossi is like the co-leader alongside Hotch, and he is welcoming to everyone. JJ, Jennifer Jareau, is pretty and nice as well. Penelope Garcia is our computer wiz and a good friend to have. Lastly there's me, Spencer Reid, I have an eidetic memory and can read 20,000 words per a minute."
I stared out the window and then said, "Wow. Um thanks for telling me the bio of everyone."
I turned to look at him and I guess the way I said it made him feel like an idiot, "Ohmigod Dr. Reid I'm sorry I didn't mean for me to sound like an asshole."
He perked right up at my apology, "It's all right. You know most people don't usually apologize?"
I giggled a little at his nerdy self and said, "Nope I didn't. Hey um why did you seem so shy yesterday? Because today you're super talkative."
"To many people, I don't really prefer big crowds. But now that I'm getting to know you better I don't see why I was."
I smiled thinking this was a sign or something, "You're really sweet you know?"
"You think so?" he asked.
Fuck, I thought to myself I didn't think I had said that out loud.
I swallowed hard, "Um. So what kind of music do you listen to?" I said quickly changing the subject so I didn't have to share my feelings.
"Jazz."
I held my laugh in, "I'm more of a Country fan."
"That's pretty cool." He said turning onto some path that lead to a building.
I looked out the window to see the building. And wow was it big, it had to of had at least three levels to it. It was a beige coloring with tinted windows and some windows had blinds pulled down. The building wasn't much to look at but still I got that same rush of excitement just seeing it in person.
"Wow." I breathed out loud.
"What?" Dr. Reid had asked.
"Oh I was just admiring the building, it's so um-" he cut me off.
"Boring? Unappealing to look at? Makes you want to go inside quickly?"
I glared at him, "No. Ok well yeah. But what I had meant was it's so cool seeing the building were I'm going to work at in person."
"Oh well in that case, I had the same reaction as you. Personally inside is much better. The lower level is security and where we eat, second level is where I and the team work, and the third level is where the higher ups work."
"So I'll be on the second level then?" I asked.
"Yeah, but since you're new one of them will train you, sometimes they have people from my team train the newbies as well."
My hope suddenly went up 100 percent.
"Really?"
"Yeah. I've trained one person but then um. Never mind I don't wanna talk about that right now."
Shit, I hate when people do that! Now I want to know what the hell happened. Did she get killed? Or fired? Or quit? Ugh now these questions will be stuck in my head all day.
"Hello? Earth to, uh, what is your name by the way."
"I'm here. And my name is Terra, Terra Hanson."
"That's a beautiful name." With that comment I swear my cheeks where a bright rosy red.
"Thanks." I said smiling like a big idiot.
He found a parking spot, parked, turned off the car, and then we both got out and walked to the security section. Dr. Reid checked in first and then I told them who I was then they gave me an I.D badge, next we took the damn stairs, and soon enough we were on level two.
"Do you need me to show you how to get to level three?" he asked.
I could say yes, I debated to myself, but what I actually said was, "No thanks, and thanks again for the ride Dr. Reid."
"Please, call me Reid. And ok see you around, hopefully soon."
"Ok Reid," I liked the way his name sounded on my tongue "And I hope to see you soon too. Oh would you mind giving me a ride home?"
"Not all." And with that we both went our separate ways.
~~.*.~~
"Hi." I said to the woman in front of me.
"Hello, can I help you?"
"Um, yes actually you can. I'm looking for the training room."
"Oh, hun that's on level two."
"But um, I'm here for my first day of training though. And I was told the higher ups, obviously people on this level, trained the newbies."
"Yes you are correct, but we don't have enough people to spare right now. You'll be training with Dr. Spencer Reid and with that training going on any cases with him that he has to go on. And once your training is complete you will be an official member of the team."
I was floating on cloud nine right about now, "Ok, so level two?"
"Yes ma'am and don't worry Reid won't bite." And off I went to level two.
~~.*.~~
To find room 203 I had to walk around the whole damn level two to find out I had passed is five times. So once I had found it I opened the door and waltzed right in. I gasped at the sudden intake of the room. I thought it would have been like an office, just a one room type of deal; but I was dead wrong. It was this gigantic office with people running around, not literally, everywhere there were also mini offices in side room 203. It was just plain freaking amazing. And I guess it should have been a big clue that it was a gigantic office for the fact that the doors were made of glass and you could see into the room.
"Hello, can I help you?" A voice said from behind, which made me jump a little.
"Yes, I'm um, looking for Dr. Reid. Do you know where he is?"
As I turned around there was a man about mid-thirties, tall, black hair with brown eyes looking at me, "You must be Ms. Hanson? Hi I'm Hotchner; most people call me Hotch though."
"Oh. Oh you're Hotchner! Well hello, and please just call me Terra." Why would I say 'just call me Terra!?' they obviously all go by last names, idiot.
"How about Hanson? Well you said you were looking for Reid right?"
"Yes I am; he is supposed to show me the place and train me in the office and out on the field." I said trying to be as professional as possible.
"Hold on just a minute. REID!" he shouted.
A man at small square table with a bunch of papers looked up from a large thick book, which he was almost finished with, looked startled at first and then he looked around till he found the voice that was calling, "Yes Hotch?"
"You have a trainee. She just started; please make her feel welcome like I know you will do."
"Got it." And he walked over my way, I swear I was about to faint.
"So we meet again." He said to me as he stopped by side and took my stuff to put it back at his work place.
"Yes, yes we do. So, um, would you mind showing me around and introducing me to everyone?"
"Sure, let's start with Morgan."
I smiled and followed right behind him.
"Morgan," Reid called. "This is Terra Hanson, she's new and I'll be training her before she can join the team."
As the man turned around I recognized him instantly, he was the agent from Wal-Mart.
"Well hello there Pretty Lady," he smiled. "I believe we met before, as in yesterday."
"Why yes we did."
He shook my hand and said, "Welcome to the team." And went back to doing what I guess was paper work.
Next, I met Emily Prentiss she was the nicest person I had ever met in my entire life besides Reid and the cool part was she could so many different languages. Then he introduced me to Penelope Garcia, who is amazing with technology and has very bubbly and friendly type of personality. Soon after I met David Rossi, co-commands the cases with Hotchner and he used to be a former BAU agent but came out of retirement a year or two ago. He also re-introduced me to Hotchner, who I got to know a lot better, and figured he wasn't this mean person at all and he was actually really nice once he opened up.
"So that was everyone. Now if you don't mind I'm going to finish my book." He said sitting back down.
"Um, Reid?"
He looked up at me, "Yes?"
"Can I have a chair too, please?"
"Oh I'm sorry. I'll get you one. Actually just take mine, I'll steel Morgan's. But don't tell him because I can see where that will go."
I laughed a little bit, "Ok," I winked at him, "This will be our little secret." He smiled back, grabbed Morgan's chair, then sat down and started reading. I had a feeling that this would be one of many secrets that we would share together.
"So I'm so supposed to train you?" he said giving a cute boyish smile.
"Yes you are. Didn't I just tell that?"
"And you go on the cases with me to?"
Excitement came in little thrills threw my spinal cord, "Yes. And you already knew that, you trained others before Reid." I said laughing a little bit.
He caught a hint of my excitement which made me turn my head away from him.
"You're a little shy but strong willed and very opinionated; aren't you?" he asked.
"Uh what?"
"Oh sorry force of habit." And that made him turn his head.
"And um- yeah I am actually."
"I knew it." He said giving me his boyish grin again.
"You'll have to teach me how to do that; I'd love to profile you." I said nudging his arm and flirting with him.
Off in the distance I heard, "Hey, Prentiss who took my chair?" obviously Derek didn't realize in Reid's space there were two chairs.
And then man with a gray and black peppered beard walked out of his office and came down to stand in the center of the room, otherwise known as Rossi
Then Rossi started to speak, "Listen up, we've got a case of a rapist in Seattle, Hotch gather up the team for a meeting and tell Garcia."
"Ok Rossi; guys meeting room right now."
And so we were off to the meeting room.
A/N: Here is the re-edited version of chapter 2! :) Hope you like! Once I get these re-edited and finish chapter 6 I will work on chapter 7 :) ENJOOOOYYY!
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