Alexandria
My morning started fairly normal considering my job, I woke up in my apartment, I came last night from my latest mission, it was in Pakistan this time. Another successful infiltration. Taking a long and hot shower before heading out I had a briefing at noon and considering it's already 11:45 I knew I was going to be late.

If I was to be late, so be it, screw those bureaucrats they can wait.

I have been working for her majesty's secret service since I was 17, well I was recruited at that age, after finishing my fist doctorate I was approached by a scout and well here we are 7 years later. I entered the building still reliving memories when someone called my name, when on missions we don't use names in the SS(secret service) only aliases, if I was to get caught with my real ID the government would not do anything to help, we didn't exists anywhere on the database with our identities.

'Alex ?'
I turned and saw Michael one of the few people I can stand in this place, smiling at him I said

'Hey Michael, I'll come find you later, yeah ? I'm running late for a briefing'

I went to turn when he spoke again

'That's actually going to have to wait, I got a call from the director we need you on the next plane out'

To say I was stunned was an understatement, I just got back from a 5 month op and they're sending me off before I've been briefed? Something was seriously wrong I furrowed my eyebrows studying Michael from top to bottom, he was fidgety, which was not normal for him, his eyes keep darting all around us- he's being paranoid, something has him on edge.

'Whats happened ? They wouldn't call me out without even so much as telling me themselves if it weren't of the utmost importance'

I asked him and he sighed motioning for me to follow him, as we exited the building a car was waiting for us, to take me to the airport, I'd be briefed on the way. We both got in and were on our way. Looking out the window I chuckled sadly

'It's a good thing I didn't tell my folks I got home last night'

Michael sighed before looking at me

'Jason Mullins has been spotted on American soil less then two days ago'

My eyes widened at his statement, I couldn't fucking believe it, what is that worm doing in the states of all places. And it's not like him to just get spotted, something doesn't feel right I look at Michael with my best glare making him flinch slightly, he maybe almost 10 years older than me but my mission record is enough to scare anyone, especially someone who knew explicit details for some of them.

'He's been spotted? You say that so casually, like I haven't spent the last three years hunting him around the world. He is smarter that this, why would he go to America ? He hates Americans. Furthermore he would never let himself be caught on camera. Unless he was taunting us'

I tell him and he sighs again and racks one hand over his face before opening a file

'We have contacted the FBI, you will be working with them on this. You will have to use your real identity for this one for your safety, he only knows the alias and he will be on the lookout for it. Someone will meet you when you land in Quantico'

I looked at him and nodded. We were almost to the airport. We should be in Virginia in less then 12hours, and then I have a bastard to hunt.

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Spencer

'I am going to sleep like a baby tonight'

Derek said stretching his arms above his head, we had just gotten to the BAU after spending the last few days in Maryland working on a kidnapping case. We had a little paper work to handle, but nothing big, that's for tomorrow I looked over at him

'That would imply you will be waking up every three or so hours and crying demanding food or being changed since babies rarely sleep through the night'

I stated in his direction making JJ and Emily laugh while Derek just rolls his eyes

'Kid, it's just an expression'

I nod and turn to my file, just three more and I can shower and go to bed.
Half an hour later, we were all mostly finished with the work, just as I was about to get up and start packing Hotch got out of his office with that look on his face I sighed and set my messenger bag down.

'Do we have to start working on it instantly or can it wait for tomorrow ?'

I stated and everyone looked at me, then back at Hotch and realized what was happening he gave us all his best stern look and started talking

'I just got off the phone with the director, we have a serious situation on our hands. But it can wait for the morning as we need wait for someone. We will be getting help for this one. No questions, go home, all of you and rest we'll meet tomorrow at 7am here'

He dismissed us without another word and went back to his office, so we go home to rest, and he stays here. As we were pilling into the elevator Prentiss asked the question that was on all our minds

'What do you think's going on? He looked serious'

'He always looks serious'

Morgan added making JJ and Emily roll their eyes

'I'm being serious, I think it's something big'
'If it were a bomb or any kind of act of terrorism we would have been have heard via the media'

I stated and they all nodded, agreeing with me
'Whatever it is, we'll find out in the morning. I need sleep or else I won't be able to function'

Derek said, and with that we all went home, anxiously awaiting the morning.

Alex
It was roughly 6:55am when I landed in Quantico, Virginia. I had only been to America a hand full of times, and the state of Virginia was not one I was familiar with. Exiting the plane I could tell the weather here was no better than London, at least this time of year, there was a man waiting for me at the other side of customs, I could tell he was a fed with just one look so I took my bag and approached him

'Good morning, my name is Trickovic, I have been informed someone will be here to escort me to your head office here in Quantcio ?'

The man looked me once over and nodded turning around without a work uttered. Ok, rude much, following him we enter a standardized SUV and he begins driving, finally after nearly 10 minutes of silence he decided to talk

'I am SA Daniel Hansen, my instructions are to give you the file located in the glove compartment and escort you to the BAU'

I nodded, opening the compartment and taking out the file, opening it I realize it's a file on the FBI agents I will be working with.
As we pull up to the building Daniel walked with me to the elevator

'Floor six, up the stairs and into the conference room, they are expecting you'

And with that he's gone, rude and cryptic. Entering the elevator I pushed the number and waited.
Making my way out of the and through the bullpen up to the conference room I could hear people talking
'Ok then what is the average death for choking on a ball pen?'

'On average around 100 people a year die from choking on the ball of the pen'

I answer as I enter the room, making everyone turn to look at who spoke

'Just last year over 136,000 Americans died because of some type of accident, be it slipping it the shower, or texting while driving'

I decided to keep talking since they were all just sort of staring at me, I count six people in the room agent Hotchner, the team leader seems to be missing
'Well look at that, looks like you have some competition pretty boy'

One of them, Derek if I'm not mistaken said making everyone at the table chuckle

'Good morning team, I presume, how was your flight here ? I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long'

Agent Hotcher asked as he entered the room setting his thing down on the table before turning to me

'I've just arrived agent Hocthner , my flight was sleepless. I haven't really introduced myself, I apologize for my manners. My name is Alexandria Trickovic, I am an agent of the British Secret Service.'

I said turning to the team. They were all shocked, not surprising considering that local intelligence agencies don't really play well with other, let alone international

'Nice to meet you agent Trickovic, my name is SSA Derek Morgan. These are SSA's David Rossi, Emily Prentiss, Jennifer Jerou, our technical analyst Penelope Garcia, and dr. Reid'

Said Derek smiling at me as he introduced everyone, they all nodded and smiled at my direction

'Its Doctor Trickovic actually, it is nice to meet you all, I wish it were under a different circumstance, wait you said Doctor Reid ? As in Doctor Spencer Reid ?'

I asked as my brain comprehended the name Derek had given me

'Um, yes I am dr. Spencer Reid'

The boy, well I know he's technically not a boy but he looks like one with his hair all over the place, his shy and awkward demeanor the way he's fidgeting under my stare, answers my obtuse question

'Why do you ask, you two know each other ?'

Derek asks and I shake my head

'No, no we don't I just read a paper written by a doctor Spencer Reid. Never though I'd be meeting you at FBI headquarters. Didn't peg you for a fed I guess never judge a book, eh?'

I said with a shrug and sat down

'You read one of my papers ? Which one ?'
Dr. Reid turned to me asking

'It was about the cause and stresses of 'Hawking Radiation' could have in our environment, I believe'
I replied making him smile slightly, he was cute, who would've thought he was a genius

'I wrote that paper when I was 19, it was actually used as a layout for my thesis later'
Before I could reply agent Hotcher intervened

'Alright enough pleasantries for now, we have serious business to attend to'
I couldn't agree more, even though I would like to talk science to the lovely dr. Reid we have more important things to do

'What is the case exactly, we haven't been given any files'

Emily asked

'And I wasn't given anything for a debriefing'
Penelope said pipping in

'Dr. Trickovic if you would please brief my team and I on the situation it would be great'
Anget Hotcher said making his team glance at him

'You don't know the details ?'
JJ asked and he shook his head

'The director doesn't know either'

'It's on a strict need to know basis. No communication of it on the phone or anywhere you can be traced, what I am about to tell you is strictly confidential to the British SS and does not leave this room'