A/N: Sorry to those of you who reviewed that I did not reply. I usually try to, but with this chapter going up, I figured it would be easier to just post this. As always, outfits are up on my profile and now victims as well. Also, I wanted to thank anybody who has ever reviewed, followed, or favorited my story. It keeps me writing. This is dedicated to all of you. I'm also changing my update day to Friday, it's a lot easier for me because of school. It starts today!

Disclaimer: I find a good way to take out my stress on people is to make them victims in my story...enjoy their pain!

Three days later some of the team members were assembled in the conference room. Rossi, Derek, Alex, JJ, and Spencer were sitting around waiting for Garcia and Hotch to come and brief them on their new case. Everyone was talking, but glances kept being thrown in Reid's direction. He still hadn't told them what Jessi had said to him, and it was bothering them. After a couple of minutes, Garcia and Hotch entered the room. She had her clicker and a sad look on her face.

"Hey, mama," Derek said. "What's with the look?"

"You'll know what it's about when we start." Garcia stated.

"Well, go ahead," Rossi said, curious as to what could put the bubbly girl into a somber mood.

"We're actually waiting for someone," Hotch informed the team. "We're going to have a new addition to the team."

"Who?" Reid asked.

"Well, after everything that has happened lately, the bureau has decided to try to add on a therapist to each BAU team. We're the guinea pig team. She should be here by now-"

"Sorry I'm late," Jessi said as she stumbled into the room. She was wearing a cream blouse with an orange suit jacket on top, tan pants, and nude pumps. She had a gold necklace with flowers on it, gold bangles, a heart ring, and always a silver chain leading under her shirt. The team looked at her in shock, especially Spencer. "The movers were a little late and they messed up my day. Have I missed anything?" Jessi then noticed all of the looks of shock on the faces of her new coworkers. "What?"

"I was just explaining your role on the team. Would you like to take the floor?"

"Oh, umm, sure. Basically, with everything that has been going on lately and what you guys deal with on a daily basis, the bureau feels that you guys and anybody involved with your cases should be allowed access to therapy. I will be shadowing your team for about a year to get a hold on what you do and how you do it. After that I will be going through each one of your cases and offer services to whomever needs it. I will also be doing checkups with everyone on the team to find out how you're doing and about cases you were involved in. I think that's it. If this doesn't work out then I will be dismissed and you'll go like nothing happened, but each of you will also get profiled by myself just to check your sanity." Jessi chuckled at her own joke. Looking at the serious faces around her, she quickly stopped. "Anything I missed, Aaron?"

"Nope, I think that covers it. She'll be shadowing each one of us separately. Who are you going to be starting with?"

"I figured I would go by age, so Rossi, you're stuck with me first!"

"Yay," Rossi replied sarcastically. Jessi sat down in the empty chair beside him and turned to Garcia.

"Alright, guys," Garcia started out. "This is a bad one. We've got three teenagers and one teacher killed." She clicked a button and school pictures along with pictures of the bodies came up. "Cecelia Eggers, Arielle Hyman, Lauren Follet, and Scott Weisberg all killed by a stab wound to the heart and had their throats slit. All were disposed of in alleys in Albany. All went to one school, Albany High School, Scott was a music education teacher. Only two of them were taking his class."

"Is there anything else to tie them together?" Alex asked Garcia.

"From what I could find, no, but I'm not going to give up."

"Wheels up in thirty," Hotch said as he and the team began to leave.

Spencer grabbed onto Jessi's arm and asked: "Are you sure this is a smart idea? I mean with everything going on-"

"I'm fine, Spence. Don't worry about me."

"But-"

"But nothing. I'm a big girl. I can handle myself. I'll see you on the jet." Jessi said as she loosened Spencer's grip on her arm.

"Alright. Bye." Jessi walked out of the room. Spencer grabbed his file and his bag and left the room himself.

On the plane, the team was looking at the case file once again.. They had out their ipads, except for Spencer, with the case file on it. Spencer had the paper file spread out on his lap. Garcia called in and all of the team members gathered around the screen.

"Hello, profilers," Garcia said as she looked at them through the screen.

"Hey, mama," Derek said. "Whatcha got for us?"

"So far, still nothing. I can't seem to find anything to connect the victims besides going to the same school."

"So, we're still at square one."

"All I could get from the school was that they were all at opposite ends of the spectrum. Cecelia seemed to be with the athletes, Arielle was apart of the artsy-fartsy kids, and Lauren was an honor student."

"Could it be an unsub that is jealous of their success?" JJ asked the team.

"Possibly," Hotch responded.

"Keep looking, Garcia," Rossi said to the techie.

"Will do. Garcia out," Garcia then signed off to leave the screen back to the FBI's logo.

"Okay I want Rossi, Jessi, and Derek to go to the high school and talk to some of the teachers and students. I want Spencer and Alex to go to the morgue to see what we can find out from the kills. JJ and I will go to the station and talk to the parents there. We need to find this killer as soon as possible, if this is a high school student, then we are dealing with a mood swinging teenager, and anything is possible." The team exchanged looks and got back to their own seats and waited for the short plane ride to be over.

The team arrived to Brooklyn and immediately left to go to their assignments. Derek was driving one of the cars with Jessi in shotgun and Rossi in back. He had insisted that ladies should go up front, no matter how much she tried to convince him that she was no lady, he had no yielded and she reluctantly sat in the front seat. The car ride was spent tossing ideas about the case, and when they exhausted that, bad pickup lines. Derek and Rossi were sharing their favorite pickup lines with Jessi who was giggling at the pure cheesiness of them.

"Okay, how about, are you a broom, 'cause you swept me away," Derek said and Rossi and Hillman laughed at the humor of it.

"Hey, I lost my number, can I have yours?" Rossi tried out. Jessi laughed at the awfulness of the joke.

"The word of the days is legs," Derek said. "Let's go back to my place and spread the word." Jessi erupted into another fit of giggles.

"Are you lost ma'am, because Heaven's a long way away."

"If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put U and I together."

"I'll cook you dinner if you'll cook me breakfast." Jessi was still giggling when they arrived at the high school, but she quickly sobered up when she saw the piles of flowers, teddy-bears, and pictures for the victims. Derek parked the car close by and they all exited the car.

A/N: I actually do have contests like this for the cheesiest pickup line, but usually we have a theme (Harry Potter, Doctor Who, etc) I figured it would be some good bonding for the three of them.