A/N: When writing stories like this, I get to use my new Netflix account to re-watch the ep I'm about to write about. Back when CM was an outstanding show. It's tough; but someone has to do it.
And for the record; and before all you sharp eyed readers say something to me. Davi is a male name of Israeli background that I use to honor a friend of a friend.
And no; Starbucks does not deliver. Writer prerogative.
All case details for the S2 episode Jones belong to writer Andi Bushell.
Chapter 3
Cait looked at Garcia smiling at the technology wizards of Georgetown University. The rest of the team was milling around, sipping their coffees that Cait had delivered from Starbucks knowing all their favorites. "We good Penelope?"
Garcia looked at Cait. "We are ready to rock and roll," Garcia smiled, putting the BAU logo up on the screens with a push of one computer button.
"It looks wonderful and impressive Penelope," Cait smiled. "Thank you."
"Anything for you Dr. Barkley," Garcia smiled, taking a drink of her coffee.
Cruz looked at Cait. "How do you want to do this," he asked as a few students started filtering in the large lecture hall. The rest of the team was standing around with them along with Will.
"I'll introduce all of you and come clean on my association with the team. Dave, I'll have you do a little intro about starting the unit. And then I'll turn it over to JJ to do her former job to give the cases details and bring in Will."
"That works," JJ smiled.
"Yup it does," Will smiled as well.
"Please," Cait said, "just know I run a free-wheeling lecture. I expect my students, especially the junior and seniors to ask questions. So they may interrupt you."
"As long as David Zimmerman doesn't roll in, I'm good," Rossi said.
"Aaron told me about him," Cait smiled at Dave.
Cruz looked at Dave. "He was a pain in my ass five years ago when the team lectured at Howard University for an old friend of mine."
"So this road show has happened before," Cruz asked.
"But it wasn't fun Chief Cruz," Reid said. "Especially for Rossi." Cruz looked at the group.
"We did the Tommy Yates case Mat," Hotch said.
"That's the case Aaron that got you into the BAU," Cruz said. Hotch nodded.
"But it brought up some tough memories for Rossi," Prentiss said.
"I've read that case file and the report about your day lecturing," Cruz said as more students came in and sat down. "And Hotch's follow-up. And with Yates' escape during the prison break. I know how that ended." The team all smiled.
"Thank you my friend," Dave said, looking at Hotch. Aaron rubbed his shoulder with a smile. "But this has actually been going on for a while." The team looked at him. "Not the whole team; just me lecturing in Cait's class. I've been doing it for years." Dave smiled. "And that's how Aaron and Cait met. He filled in for me one year when Erin made me do the introductory speech to a new class at the Academy when I was scheduled to do Cait's class." The team all smiled at the couple.
Cruz eyed Hotch. "How'd it go?"
Aaron laughed. "Well I'm certainly not the David Rossi entertainment. But I sorta like the outcome," he smiled. Cruz nodded with a smile as Morgan rubbed Hotch's shoulder with a big smile.
Cait looked at her watch. "I know that look," Will smiled, kissing JJ's cheek. "I'm about to be a student." Cait smiled at him as the lecture hall filled with more students. Will lightly rubbed JJ's back and moved to take his own seat. The team moved to take their places behind their lecture podiums, still talking a bit amongst themselves.
Precisely at ten, Cait sent out her shrill whistle that quieted the lecture hall that was abuzz with the BAU logo on the screens. Cait looked around and shook her head at one her senior students. "Judas Priest Davi?" Cait thumbed at the screens. "With that logo you need that big of coffee because you think you might get bored?"
Davi smiled. "You know me and my coffee Doctor Barkley."
"I'm damn glad I'm not your regular physician. Your guts will be rotted out in twenty years," Cait said. The lecture hall echoed with laughter.
"Doctor Barkley?" a student asked.
Cait looked at him. "Really Jake? Once again, you are going to screw up my entire introduction lecture notes." Cait paused. "As usual." The students laughed more.
Hotch and Rossi were still talking together, with Morgan and Prentiss standing near them. "Holy shit on the freewheeling Aaron," Dave said. "We better get our A game on." Morgan and Prentiss shared a look, moving to their places as Hotch simply just smiled.
"Fire away Jake," Cait smiled.
"What kind of chops do you have to get the BAU here?"
Cait smiled. 'Well Jake, it goes like this. Number one: a long time ago I met one of the co-founders of the BAU. But to cut the story short so you all can have your time with this team; I became his criminal psychology consultant on five of his six best-selling non-fiction books," Cait smiled. Dave smiled as well.
"Number two: nearly two years ago, and why I'm not available for office hours on Tuesday and Thursdays," Cait smiled. "I accepted a job to be the BAU's criminal psychology consultant." The team all noted the impressed looks of Cait's students as they murmured to each other a bit.
"Number three," Cait said, waving her left hand at her students showing off her engagement and wedding rings, "I sleep with the BAU Unit Chief. We have three sons," Cait said. "Now all of you: guess which one won the deal to get the BAU here?" Her students roared with laughter.
"You're good," Cait smiled at them, giving them a point. "I am very proud to be a part of this team. They are the best. And they are going to prove that to you in the next two hours." The team all looked at the students getting heads down into their laptops or notebooks. "It's my honor to introduce the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Unit to you all," Cait smiled.
She smiled, looking off to her left. "First off," she said with a gesture, "is the big boss," she smiled at Cruz sitting in a chair at the side of the stage. "This is Section Chief Mateo Cruz. He's my husband's boss." Cait looked at her students. "And we're being graded today as well." Cait looked at the students. "Chief Cruz just doesn't grade as tough as I do," she smiled. The students gave a knowing laugh.
"No problem with nepotism Chief Cruz?" Jake challenged.
"Honestly Jake," Cruz smiled, "Dr. Barkley vetted the FBI and the DOJ; sorry," he smiled, "Department of Justice more than we did her on that very fact." Dave winked at Aaron with Cruz handling Jake's question. "And she still got hired Jake," Cruz smiled. Emily smiled at Reid.
"Jake, you are now ohhh for two batting," Cait smiled. "Wanna go ohhh for three and keep interrupting my introductions." The students laughed more.
"White flag Dr. Barkley," Jake smiled.
"Thank god for small favors," Cait snarked. The class and team laughed.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the team I'm very, very proud to support," Cait smiled. She gestured towards Garcia at her far right. "This is Agent Penelope Garcia," Cait said. "And where we do a bit of FBI recruiting. Penelope is our tech genius; she's developed our databases that help this team catch serial killers once the team forms its profile. This team would be in the stone ages behind these killers without her." Garcia brightly smiled. "And she does not carry a weapon; just her biting binary skills. Not all FBI agents are required to carry. We just need their smarts. And that includes accounting and language skills majors. Spread the word to your friends. When they graduate and are looking for the job, try the FBI. It's an honor to serve our country. And not all have to carry a weapon to do it."
"How 'bout you Dr. Barkley?" Jake asked.
Cait smiled at him. "Jake, you are now officially ohhh for three." Everyone laughed more. "For the record, I can out shoot my husband." The class all snickered. "And he's one of the Bureau's top shooters on the gun range." That got the students attention.
"Jake," Cruz said, "Dr. Barkley is a credentialed agent of the FBI. So is Agent Garcia. However, and like Agent Garcia, their jobs don't warrant them being in the field. Agent Garcia chose to not take that path which is allowed in the Bureau. Dr. Barkley did because her job can, on certain occasions put her in the field. But maybe Jake, that should tell you to not interrupt her again," he smiled. Jake deeply blushed.
Cait smiled. "Why we sorta like you too Mat." She looked at Jake. "I'm unarmed," she smiled. "For now." The class laughed more.
Jake waved his finger. "But the rest of them are," noticing Morgan, Reid, JJ, Lewis and Prentiss with their weapons showing.
"Yes they are," Cait smiled. "And don't let the suitcoats fool you," she said, waving at Aaron and Dave. "Fulltime field agents are required to carry at all times. But we're wasting time."
"To Agent Garcia's left is Dr. Tara Lewis; she's been with the team for two years now. Before that, Dr. Lewis was a noted forensic psychologist with the Bureau. And now is a major asset to this team." Tara smiled. "Next is Dr. Spencer Reid. He's been with the BAU for almost thirteen years. And has three doctorate degrees he earned before the ripe old age of nineteen as well as some minor degrees that I won't mention." There were more murmurs among the students. "To Dr. Reid's left is SSA Derek Morgan. Derek has been with the BAU for fifteen years. Oh – SSA is Supervisory Special Agent."
Cait looked to her left. "Starting on this end is SSA Jennifer Jareau. JJ started with the BAU as the team's communication liaison. She's been a profiler for nearly six years now. To JJ's right is SSA Emily Prentiss. Emily began profiling with Interpol and joined the BAU eleven years ago."
"To her right is BAU Unit Chief Aaron Hotchner." Hotch waved his wedding ring at the attendees who all smiled. "Aaron has been with the BAU for nearly twenty years," Cait smiled. "And on his right is one of the co-founders of BAU, Senior SSA David Rossi. Dave is also the bestselling author I consult for and is the team's senior profiler," Cait smiled.
"The team is going to talk to you today about three cases they have worked. But before they begin, I'll have Agent Rossi give you a little background about the BAU and why he and Agent Max Ryan started the BAU. Once the team gets into that portion, as always, you're allowed to ask questions. Please just address these agents with their rightful title they have earned. They are agents of the FBI." Cait smiled at Dave. "But since I'm part of the team, I can get away with not doing that. You've got the floor Dave," Cait smiled, moving to sit next to Cruz.
"Thank you Dr. Barkley," Dave smiled. "She's also been my neighbor for years. This one," Dave pointed at Hotch, "I inherited by marriage." The students laughed. "And Cait cooked breakfast for me this morning along with her husband," he smiled. The students smiled.
"This all started back in the late seventies. Max Ryan and his protégé Jason Gideon were working a serial killer case in the DC area. I had just finished one in Texas. We were all working out of the DC office. And we started to compare notes on our cases. The more we dug, the more we realized that serial killers had three unique things: MO, victimology and signature. When we started digging through old files, paper back then, which yes was time consuming, we began to notice those three things in multiple serial cases going back twenty years. It took a lot to pitch it to the big shots at the JEdgar building – FBI Headquarters to all of you," Dave smiled. "But they accepted our plan."
"The Behavioral Sciences Unit they called us." Dave laughed. "Many on the upper level of the floors at JEdgar called us the BS Unit." The students laughed. "And they weren't the only ones. But," Dave said, waving his finger around, "the three of us started solving serial cases, using our profile that started with our three ingredients of how to track a serial killer. And then catch that killer."
"As the Unit's reputation grew," Aaron said, "the FBI sent out memos to local law enforcement that the BAU was willing to help, as well as conducted seminars in targeted areas. This was to alert local law enforcement if they thought they were dealing with a serial killer. It took some time for them to buy in. And it took us a while to build our reputation that we were not swooping in to take over their case. We were merely coming in to assist. Which is still our mission today: we assist local law enforcement when they ask for that." He looked at the students. "So this is how it goes." He smiled at JJ. "Agent Jareau."
"Back in February of 2007, when I was still the team's communication liaison, I received a phone call from a New Orleans detective that thought he had a serial case on his hands. Three men pre-Katrina had their throats slashed and were eviscerated in the French Quarter."
"Eviscerated?" a student asked.
"They were also cut so that their bowels spilled out," Reid said. Cait's students shook their head.
"Eighteen months past Hurricane Katrina, the killer struck again in the French Quarter," JJ said. "The killer had returned. But the tough part for our team and the detective was all the evidence, including the paperwork and bodies had been lost in the hurricane. And the lead detective on the original cases also lost his life in the hurricane. However his son had become a NOPD detective. His son was the one that called the BAU in."
Cait got out of her chair looking at Will. He rose out of his lecture hall chair and started for the stage. Cait looked at her students. "This is where all of you get the rarest of opportunities. You get to hear from the BAU about the case; and from the detective that brought the team in." She smiled at Will. "This is Metro DC Detective William LaMontagne, Jr. Formerly of the NOPD. His dad worked the first three murders. Will caught the fourth and knew he was dealing with serial killer."
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