Title: Dark Angel
Author: Trista Groulx aka dustytiger
Rating: T like the show to be safe
Disclaimer: I am currently a starving artist, I play with these characters to help with my boredom between projects. NCIS and Criminal minds belong to a laundry list of other people who are not me. Please don't sue.
Summary: Starting with their twin daughters' first birthday we see how Reid and Abby found each other and happiness.
Notes:All right time to meet team Gibbs. Thanks as always for the support friends. I know I kind of fast passed a few people but I think it works this way. There are just so many voices! Let me know what you think.
Reid was wearing a visitors' pass going up the elevator with Abby. As much as they had hoped to meet her team outside of work, they didn't want to keep it quiet any longer. It was rare that she would let anyone on the team meet someone she was dating so she hoped that they would realise how serious she was about him as a result. They stepped off the elevator and Abby was surprised to see Fornell there.
"Doctor Reid, what brings you by?" he asked. "I hope the BAU isn't taking over this case, I've had a working relationship with NCIS for some time and if I need you I can reach out."
"I'm not here about a case Agent Fornell, I'm here with Abby," Reid explained.
"Well now that Fornell has beat me to it, everyone I want you to meet Spencer Reid," Abby told them.
"Did I hear Toby say doctor?" DiNozzo asked, getting a disapproving glare from Fornell. "I thought you were in the FBI."
"I am an FBI agent, with the behavioural analysis unit. You can be a field agent who has doctorates, it's quiet daunting to be introduced as supervisory special agent Doctor Spencer Reid. It's nice to finally meet you all I've heard so much about you."
"Funny, we haven't heard much about you," McGee commented.
"McGee play nice," Abby warned. "So that was Tim McGee, and Tony DiNozzo, Ellie Bishop is right there."
She went to go shake his hand but he waved awkwardly. "I don't like to shake hands."
"It's nice to meet you all the same."
"How do you size a person up without a good handshake?" asked Gibbs, appearing with a coffee in his hand.
"I'm an FBI profiler I can determine more than you might think without a handshake by just observing," Reid explained. "It is nice to finally put a face to a name Agent Gibbs."
"It's Gibbs, excuse me."
Gibbs made eye contact with Fornell and a moment later the two men were walking toward the elevator, leaving Reid standing there perplexed. Abby squeezed his hand reassuringly but he was curious as to what might be going on.
"The grown ups are going in there to talk about you kids," DiNozzo informed him.
"In an elevator?" Reid asked, a little perplexed.
"It's a Gibbs thing we try not to ask many questions. When you lack privacy you have to improvise."
Reid nodded still looking very confused but started to relax, trying not to think about what they might be talking about. Abby had warned him that Gibbs was protective and like a father to her, but he hadn't expected that. He made a mental note to remember how close they were and could only hope that he wouldn't see him as an anomaly or a threat somehow to Abby.
"Tobias, you need to tell me the truth about this kid," Gibbs told him.
"He's a genius for one thing," Fornell told him. "Graduated high school at twelve years old. He had received two doctorates when he joined the bureau and earned a third while working. He's the youngest person to be given the title of supervisory special agent a he was hand-picked by Jason Gideon to join the BAU. If I took out DiNozzo he could do his job by the end of the day."
"What about his personal life?"
"Not much to tell, he's been never married, I don't think he dates much. He never gets caught up in the rumour mill. He mostly keeps his nose to the grindstone. The only personal time he's taken has been in order to go home to care for his mother. He keeps what's wrong with her close to the vest so I can't tell you about that. They say that opposites attract but he'll treat her right. If Emily came home with someone like him I'd refrain from showing him my guns."
"Thanks Tobias."
He hit the button and restarted the machine. The two of them rejoined the group who were now talking about the case which had pictures up on the plasma and he was looking at a piece of paper which he quickly gave back.
"If you don't mind my putting my two cents in," Reid told DiNozzo, who shrugged at him. "Your preliminary profile is wrong."
"How do you know that, you've just poked through that file?"
"Spencer reads faster than anyone I know," Abby told DiNozzo.
"I don't want to step on any toes."
"Go," Gibbs told him.
"Most of the profile is right, you're looking for someone who is between the ages of twenty-five and thirty, who excelled in school but has had trouble keeping a job and this person is generally introverted. However, your unsub is female."
"What makes you say that?" McGee asked.
"The drag marks and the height hesitation marks of wounds, these victims are of below average height and weight. A man choosing these victims would need to show his dominance by overpowering what he views as a weak targets."
Gibbs handed him a second file folder. "McGee put the rest of it up on the plasma.'
"On it Boss."
"Anything else you can tell us?" Gibbs asked Reid.
"She's a civilian but she likely tried to join the Marines as well as Navy but couldn't meet the physical requirements. It's possible she tried to join the army and or reserves. Her father or a close male relative was likely a high ranking Marine. She chooses her victims because she feels like they were able to join the crops because they are men. She may have a medical reason why she can't build the muscle mass she needs to meet the requirements. She frequents the same bars as her victims and gains their trust through flirting. It's the easiest way for a woman to find victims."
"How the hell do you do that?" DiNozzo asked.
"Do what?" Reid asked.
"You just read two case files and looked some crime scene photos and you got all of that."
"That's my job. You had a partial profile already I only had add to it and adjusted it where needed. We get consultations like these all the time. We don't always need travel in order to help."
"Thank you Doctor Reid," Gibbs told him. "McGee search those parameters and see who you come up with. Abby once you're in autopsy help McGee."
"Sure," she assured him then they went to the elevator again.
"I saw that McGee," DiNozzo teased.
"Don't start Tony," McGee warned.
"Did I miss something?" Bishop asked.
"Yeah," laughed DiNozzo. "McGee doesn't like it when-."
"You're not paid to gossip," Gibbs told them.
"Right, Boss, Toby and I will go talk with the guys who were with our victims last."
"Good idea." Gibbs then smacked him upside the head, and DiNozzo got the not so subtle hint.
Abby and Reid meanwhile were down in autopsy. He looked around, noticing that one of the victims was on the table. Ducky was surprised that the young man didn't even flinch, and wondered who he could possibly be.
"Well Abigail, who have we got here?" asked Ducky when they came in together.
"Ducky I want you to meet Doctor Spencer Reid, Spencer this is Doctor Donald Mallard, but we all call him Ducky, and the guy walking in late with a latte in his hand is Jimmy Palmer."
"It's about time you join us Mister Palmer."
"Sorry Doctor," Palmer stammered. "Victoria."
"Ah, say no more, Mister Palmer, family does come first. Doctor Reid, is there something you want to share with us?" Ducky asked noticing that Reid was hunched over examining the mark on the body
"I'm not sure exactly sure of the significance or if there is any but I noticed a similar scar pattern on the photos. Seeing it up close I think it has some meaning to the unsub."
"Unsub?" asked Palmer.
"Unknown subject," he replied automatically. "Doctor Mallard was this done post mortem?"
"Yes, in fact in was. Abigail you have found someone who can challenge your intellect."
She laughed, and shook his head. "I'm not nearly as smart as Spencer."
"Sure you are," Reid told her. "It was nice to meet you, but if you'll excuse me I should let Agent Gibbs know."
He left the area and went back toward the bullpen area. Abby followed him, not sure what was happening. She liked that the meetings had been stress free, but now wished they could have met outside of work so they could see the side of him that wasn't the genius.
"Agent Gibbs, there's something else," Reid told him. "Your time may be better spent checking for other victims, civilian possibly naval or marine applicants with similar scars as your two victims I wasn't sure it had significance until I saw it up close, but she takes time to do this post mortem. I know it's odd that there are still so much hesitation in the stab wounds, it may be because she's had to change her methods. She likely started by drugging and later strangling her victims working up to these victims which are her true target and now her rage has taken over. She's devolving, if I'm right there are going to be more bodies sooner rather than later."
"Thank you Doctor Reid," Gibbs said, going to shake his hand, surprised when he took it this time, and firmly shook his hand.
Abby followed Reid into the elevator and kissed him softly as the doors closed. She was glad it was over and they'd met each others work families. She hoped that meeting their small families would go by as easily.
"Thank you," he whispered.
She nodded. "You're private but I wanted you to know- I love you."
He smiled. "And I love you, I'll see you soon."
"I hope."
He kissed her again, and to her surprise he didn't pull away the moment the door binged for the ground floor. She patted his chest feeling like she was floating. She didn't regret telling him, just the timing of it. They both had to get back to work despite how they felt. She watched him leave the building before going back to start searching for civilians with similar scars; glad she didn't have to work with McGee right away so he could process what had happened and realise that neither of them needed to be jealous anymore.
Notes: So that was that. I decided not to write her meeting Diana, nor him meeting her brothers, I just couldn't put the puzzle pieces together, and wanted to move forward in the timeline. I hope you like it, let me know heart.
