A/n: Oh my God. People like this. They actually like this! I am ecstatic! Thanks a million to , Nymphadora-CullenBAU, SignedSealedWritten (the fact that you don't read OC fics and liked this anyway means so much!), lovedrreid, Akumi Uchiha for the votes of confidence!

So here we are, part II of Extreme Aggressor. Compulsion should be up by tomorrow morning, if not later tonight.

OH YEAH! I FORGOT THIS PART! Disclaimer: I own Lydia. I'm currently in negotiations with Ed over the other characters (and by negotiations I mean I plead with him to let me just BORROW them for a little while he laughs in my face).

Chapter Two: Extreme Aggressor, Part II

Joseph Conrad said, "The belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary. Men alone are quite capable of every wickedness."

Sitting on the BAU jet pre-takeoff was one of the most awkward situations Lydia had ever found herself in. When she'd accepted the job she didn't realize that it would be her and four men, two of which were old enough to be her father, and a third who was close enough. Introductions had been brief and Agent Hotchner informed the team they would be briefed on the jet. She was introduced very quickly to Agent Jareau the media liaison who wouldn't be accompanying the team on this trip. In that time, she could tell that they'd be friends. Agent Jareau was warm and welcoming and honestly seemed like she'd do anything to help her. She already knew Agent Morgan from his hand-to-hand class at the academy. He seemed eager to welcome her onto the team. Agent Reid (Doctor Reid?) seemed nice but just awkward enough that she wouldn't have to worry about him causing her any trouble. She had to remind herself that she was a professional FBI agent and not a fangirl when she found out she'd be working with Agent Gideon, one agent she truly admired and respected. She'd never missed any of his guest lectures in his time at the academy. He was distant and distracted, but she knew that wasn't her fault. It was his first case back after Boston anyway. Agent Hotchner was going to be the tricky one. One false move and she could tell: she'd be done.

After catching the sixth over-shoulder glance from Dr. Reid, she decided to excuse herself to allow the boys a minute to discuss her semi-unwelcome presence. She had just stepped behind the curtain when-

"So wait, who is that exactly?" It was no surprise the young doctor started things off.

"Agent Lydia Parker. She…well she thinks she's the new transfer." Agent Hotchner's voice sounded half-amused, half-skeptical.

"Isn't she?" Agent Gideon inquired, still sounding half disinterested.

"I wasn't informed."

"Hotch, I know her from one of my hand to hand classes at Quantico," Agent Morgan put it.

"And?"

"I'll put it this way: the class consisted of her and twelve men. On the first day of class I told everyone to pair up and spar, just to see what everyone could do. No one paired with her, and who could blame them? She's barely five foot and if she weighs 100 pounds I weigh 1000."

"So what happened?"

"I paired up with her, said I'd go easy, try to show her the ropes…she kicked my ass Hotch. The girl clearly has been studying martial arts for years. From then on out I always got stuck with her because the rest of the dudes were scared of her."

Lydia grinned. It was true. All she had to do was look at one of the boys funny and they backed into a corner.

"Being able to fight doesn't make her right for the BAU."

"No it doesn't. But she knew I was a profiler and always stuck around after class to ask me questions. Questions that showed she was really interested in what we do. Questions that told me that if she ever landed herself in the BAU she'd do whatever it took to stay there."

"I'm not so sure about this Morgan. She showed up out of nowhere, on Strauss's orders-"

"Hotch, the girl deserves a chance," Gideon said, cutting him off.

"And I didn't deserve some notice?"

"If you weren't notified that's Strauss's fault, not Parker's. Give her a chance and she might surprise you."

Lydia almost did a happy dance. Gideon was on her side! Since his return to the BAU, she didn't know whether he or Hotchner held more rank, but with a senior agent on her side, she just might pull this off. At this point Lydia came out from behind the curtain and approached the other agents. In an effort to make an impression, she asked, "Shall we get started?"

Shooting her a look that bordered on icy, Hotchner said, "Of course. Reid?"

"Right! The uh, the Seattle Strangler. His first victim was 26 year old Melissa Kirsch. Stab wounds, strangulation…"

Morgan cut him off. "Wait, he stabbed her and then strangled her?"

"Other way around," Gideon said, "Why do you think he started using the belt with the second murder?"

"Strangulation with one's bare hands is not as easy as you'd believe," Reid replied.

Lydia then spoke up. "He probably tried, found it took too long, and stabbed her instead. But the blood took too long to clean up. So the belt became his method.

Morgan gave her a small smile. "That's right."

After a slightly tense silence, Gideon said, "He's becoming a better killer."

The team arrived at the Seattle Field Office. Not quite knowing what to do, Lydia settled on walking several paces behind Morgan and Reid, who were discussing the effects of Agent Gideon's post traumatic stress disorder. After a reprimand from Hotchner, they assembled in a small conference room.

Hotchner began the introductions. "This is Special Agent Gideon, Special Agent Morgan our expert on obsessional crimes, Special Agent Reid (Gideon corrected him to Dr. Reid) our expert on…well, everything, Agent Parker, brand new as of today so we don't know what she's good at yet, and after busting my butt in this office for two years I hope you remember me." This last comment was met with appreciative laughter from the Seattle agents. So he DOES know how to smile, Lydia thought. Noted.

The agents started discussing different aspects of the case, what kind of car the unsub drove in order to both assert his masculinity and transport a body, the fact that he dumped the last body out of state on purpose, suggesting knowledge of law enforcement and a possible criminal record ("Or that he watches TV," Morgan added), and when they needed the profile by.

While Gideon and Morgan went to visit the last dump site and Reid and Lydia sat down to start on a profile, Hotchner left to make a phone call.

"Office of Quantico's finest, how may I dazzle you today?"

"Hi Garcia, I need you to run a background check on Agent Lydia Parker."

"That the new chick JJ was telling me about?"

"Yes"

"…she a bad guy?"

"No, at least I don't think so; I just want a little more information on her."

"Hmmm…well, I can get you better than a little more information."

"How much better?"

"How does her entire file and resume sound?"

"Perfect…how'd you find them?"

"Eh, the girl's got very little security on her home computer. Alright, Parker, Lydia M. Born 18 January 1986. No listing for birth parents' names, but she was adopted by a Juliet Parker in Salem, Virginia. She graduated valedictorian from Salem high school in 1999 (for those of us who are good at math she would've been 13 at the time). She went on to graduate summa cum laude from Yale with degrees in Criminal Justice and Pre-law. Check this out, looks like our girl planned to go to law school when she was approached by an Agent Cooper who told her the FBI Academy would be lucky to have her. She enrolled in the FBI Academy in the fall of 2003 before being recommended to continue at the National Academy. Quick fun fact, since the minimum age for special agents in 23 and while Lydia had all the requirements but wasn't quite old enough, she'll automatically be awarded the title of special agent on her 23th birthday. In the time between the FBI Academy and the National Academy, she completed degrees in developmental psychology, sociology, and Chinese at Argosy University in DC. Then after the National Academy she completed degrees in forensic science, Arabic, and Spanish, before coming to the New York field office in the summer of 2005 where she was elemental in a few pretty impressive busts. Wow…do you know how much work she needed to do to complete those degrees in only a few semesters? She must've done nothing but eat, sleep, and homework. Ok, so three weeks ago there was a request for her transfer put in by…Section Chief Erin Strauss. Her BAU assignment started today."

"Just like she said…ok thanks Garcia."

"Hold up! Here are a few fun facts. Our girl can read 14,000 words per minute and boasts an IQ of 164, so smarter than your average, but not quite our Dr. Reid. She's a registered volunteer EMT, so if anyone gets hurt make sure you do it around her. And as well as Arabic, Chinese, and Spanish, she's also fluent in Latin and Greek, just looks like she hasn't had time to go for those degrees yet. This is an impressive kid, boss-man. Treat her well."

"Let me guess…JJ told you I was apprehensive and you want me to give her a chance too?"

Garcia was silent for a minute before replying, "There's a picture in her file. She seems cute."

Hotch rolled his eyes. "Thanks Garcia."

"Tally ho, boss-man!"

Hotch returned to the conference room. "Reid, I want you to come with me to Heather's apartment, Parker…stay her and work on the profile." Hotch had decided that giving her a chance to work alone would be a good test of her skills.

"Yes sir." With that, Lydia set to work piecing together the bits of a profile she had, both from case files and what Gideon and Morgan were giving her from the dump site. He was likely in his twenties, as he had left the belt around Anne Cushing's neck, implying youthful arrogance. While he clothed the victims (which was a sign of remorse), he'd left Cushing in a dump, which could show that he thought women were disposable. His crimes demonstrated that he was organized and smart. He was also a rapist, but rape without penetration showed that he was impotent.

When the rest of the team returned, they began to look through what of the profile Lydia had put together and injected their own ideas. After finding many inconsistencies in the profile, Gideon told the team to tell them "we're ready" causing Morgan to go into a tailspin over the incomplete profile, the girl with only a few hours to live, and a Unit Chief of the verge of a nervous breakdown (which was unfortunately overheard by Gideon). This team was certainly getting interesting

A/n: Well. This is certainly taking longer than I though. I promise all the episodes won't be like this…

And if anyone's wondering, the lines are NOT word for word. I don't want to get any copyright trouble!