I do not own Harry Potter, NCIS, or Criminal Minds.

I have decided to add some Criminal Minds characters/situations to this fic. There will not be a love triangle per se... We will just have to find out together!

Chapter 5

Biggie, Biggie, Biggie - can't you see?

Sometimes your words just hypnotize me

And I just love your flashy ways-

guess that's why they broke,

and you're so paid uh...

It was a week later, and Ianthe was settling into her new job. One thing that took some getting used to for her co-workers, was the fact that she tended to blast music as she looked over evidence. Hey, it helped her think! She usually wore an earbud in the lab, but she was currently alone in her office. She was examining some photographs of a crime scene, and was tacking them up on her 'blood board'.

She tended to get absorbed in the evidence, so she did not notice the light knock on her office door. The door had not been latched properly, and it popped open. The Agents at her door were surprised at the music now spilling out into the hall.

As they looked in the door, they were taken aback at the sight of their new colleague. She was a lot younger than they expected, she was also extremely beautiful. Her scarlett hair cascaded down her back in loose curls, the front of her hair pulled back. She was wearing very well fitted, black pants, and a white, silky shirt.

Poppa been smooth since the days of Underroos

Never lose, never choose to-

Bruise Crews who...

Aaron Hotchner and Derek Morgan gave each other a look, and then Hotch cleared his throat, loudly.

Ianthe turned quickly at the sound, causing both men to hitch their breath. She was gorgeous. Those bright, green eyes of hers were mesmerizing. "Oh! I'm sorry." She said, turning the music off. "Can I help you?"

"Yes, Ma'am. I am SSA Aaron Hotchner, and this is SSA Derek Morgan. We are from the BAU." Hotch said, back in work mode. Derek waved slightly at his introduction, still speechless.

"Ah. Hello. I am Ianthe Potter." She said, holding out her hand to shake both of theirs. "I apologise. Music helps me with my thought processes. Have a seat, gentlemen." She said, cheeks turning slightly pink. "What can I do for you?" She said, after they had all three sat down.

"Strauss had told us that you would be joining us on cases that required your skill set, and I was hoping you would come and meet the rest of the team. We are doing reports today, so if you have some time, this would be a good day." Hotch said. He was feeling out of sorts by how attracted to her he was. Derek obviously agreed, he couldn't take his eyes off of her.

"Sure." Ianthe said, looking at her watch. "How does thirty minutes sound? That way you can gather your group together." She said.

"That sounds good. We will see you then. Do you know where our office is?" Hotch asked.

"No, I..." She started.

"I can come back, and show you the way." Derek interrupted, then winced. He was acting like a fool! He berated himself. "Um, if you need it." He said.

"I don't want to be a bother, Agent Morgan. I am sure I can find the way." She said, smiling warmly.

Hotch gave Derek a quelling look. "It is easy to find. We are two floors up. Just take a right when you step out of the elavator..." He said, explaining the way to the BAU offices.

The two men left shortly thereafter. Derek whistled as he got off of the lift. "She is hot. I wonder if she is single?" He said.

"With your track record, Morgan? Don't even think about it. We will be working with Dr Potter often, and your 'loving and leaving' would cause issues." Hotch said, irritated.

Derek gave Hotch a long, piercing look. "You're interested!" He exclaimed, quietly.

Hotch said nothing, and kept on walking. "Team! Listen up! The new blood spatter expert, and Head of the Crime Scene Investigation Labs is coming to meet the team in 30 minutes. Please meet in the briefing room at 11:30." Hotch said.

"Does he seem nice?" Prentiss asked.

"She seems very nice. She is young, and hot as Hell too." Derek said.

"Just be there in thirty." Hotch said, then walked off to his desk.

Thirty minutes later, Ianthe walked off of the elavator. Dave Rossi was walking down the hall, when he caught sight of her. This must be the new expert. She was achingly beautiful. "Can I help you, Miss?" He asked.

"Hello. I am looking for the BAU." She said with a friendly smile.

"You are in luck. I am actually on the team. Dave Rossi, it is wonderful to meet you." He said, reaching out his hand.

"Ianthe Potter. Please feel free to call me Ianthe." She said, shaking his hand.

Hotch stopped what he was doing, and stared. Dr Potter was walking in their office area with Dave, laughing at something he was saying. The sunlight coming through the windows was shining on her hair, and her eyes were sparkling with mirth. Dave looked over at him, and smirked. Hotch scowled. He hated working with profilers sometimes!

Hotch stood from his desk, and led them into the briefing room. The rest of the team was already there. "Guys, this is Dr Potter. Dr Potter, you met Rossi and Morgan. This is Penelope Garcia, our tech genius." Hotch said, pointing each person out. "This is Emily Prentiss, Jennifer Jareau, and Dr. Spencer Reid." He said.

"Hello. It is pleasure to meet you all. Please feel free to call me Ianthe. Agent Potter, or Dr Potter is also fine if you are uncomfortable." She said with a smile.

"You are British! Where did you work before?" Prentiss asked.

"I came here from MI6. I just started on Tuesday." Ianthe said, sitting down at the table with the others.

"Well, welcome to the FBI, Dr Potter." Hotch said, giving her a half smile.

* song was Hypnotize by The Notorious B.I.G.