A/N: And heres the next chapter everyone. Hope you like it. :)
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Takes place during Episode Eight, Nine and Ten, Season One.
The little girl ran across the lawn, her giggles echoing all around her as she looked over her shoulder at the man who was chasing her, his own laughter ringing around the small clearing. He caught up to with the little girl and grabbed her from behind, lifting her up into the air, ignoring her shrieks as he dug his fingers into her sides, tickling her. The girl kicked out her leg, making the man loose his balance and they both tumbled to the ground.
Laughing and breathless they sat up. Blue eyes shone bright with happiness as they looked up adoringly at the man before the girl launched herself into his arms hugging him tightly. The man smiled softly and lovingly down at the girl, hugging her back while his other hand caressed the top of her head. As if sensing someone looking at him he looked up towards the old tudor house just in time to see a pair of eyes disappear behind a curtain.
His smile fell into a sad frown as he glanced down at the little girl, still hugging him, her breathing evening out as she slowly fell into dreamland, oblivious to the world around her.
Evelyn's eye twitched for the fifteenth time when once again Spencer leaned down next to her to look at whatever she was doing on the computer.
"Spencer. You're breathing on my neck." She grumbled, irritation lacing her voice as her fingers flew over the keyboard as she worked. Next to her Penelope snorted back a laugh while Spencer stepped back quickly.
"Sorry." He apologized quickly, knowing how the red head could get when it came to her working space. Behind them Elle walked through the door.
"You three having fun?" She asked, in a slightly teasing tone. Penelope replied before Evelyn could.
"Oh, yeah. Sifting through the life and times of Freddy Condore with Dr. Reid here is a party we wouldn't want to miss." Reid frowned, while Evelyn without even glancing up at the female agent, pointed at Reid.
"Especially when the favors include him breathing down my neck every few minutes." Elle pursed her lips to keep herself from smiling, while Spencer muttered an apology again. She narrowed her eyes as she squinted at the screen trying to make out what was written there.
"I need to get my eyes checked again." She grumbled, pulling off her glasses and cleaning the glass with a corner of her cardigan. Pushing them back into place her blue eyes scanned the screen in front of her.
"Credit card receipts show Freddy loved crab cakes preferred light beer and used to spend his Thursday nights with a woman in fells point." Penelope summarized from what she had dug up on the man.
"In, expensive woman." Evelyn muttered under her breath as she took in how much was spent on said women.
"What about his associates?" Elle asked standing next to Penelope.
"Most of them have criminal records." Spencer answered. The agent gave him a look.
"That much I guessed." She said in a tone that made Evelyn snigger. Spencer took no notice as he kept talking.
"But one of them is particularly interesting. Pull up James Baker's rap sheet." He requested while Evelyn complied, bringing up the required document. Penelope turned in her chair so that she was facing Evelyn's computer as well.
"He spent time in juvenile detention for attempted murder was released at age 21, and then subsequently arrested for- and this is in order- armed robbery, petty theft, burglary, narcotics sales, and rape." He read from the screen leaning over Evelyn's shoulder to get a better look at the screen. The red head's eyes followed every word written on the list as Reid read it out loud.
"But there's no other sexual assault complaints in his file." Elle noted as she finally seemed to catch up to what the young agent was trying to say.
"Absolutely nothing." Spencer agreed, glancing up at Elle as he did. "I told you it was interesting."
"What's so interesting about that?" Penelope asked thoroughly confused glancing at her partner who simply shrugged in confusion.
Reid leaned back into his chair as he began to explain. "When it comes to psychological behavior, anything is possible but this criminal history-it just isn't probable."
Evelyn turned in her seat so that she would be able to hear him properly. "I mean, as a minor, he began with attempted murder and then devolved into pettier crimes? It's the criminal history of a fractured schizophrenic with multiple personality disorder. It just does not make sense."
The red head frowned lightly at the explanation turning back to her computer. "Unless someone made that rap sheet up and they weren't thinking about that kind of behavior." She said, more for her understanding then making a fact.
"They just plugged in whatever sounded good." Elle concluded the pieces finally forming a picture in her head. There was a sudden beep and Penelope turned to her computer.
"Hold on. His mug shot's coming up."
The four of them waited in quite anticipation as the photograph loaded. As soon as it did, Penelope held up the sketch the police had gotten from the description next to the picture on the screen.
It was a perfect match.
Elle whipped out her phone, speed dialing Hotch's number. "I got an address for you to hit."
"Daddy!" The little girl ran through the house calling for her father. She frowned when she didn't get an answering call back when she usually did. Quickly running to the big television room as she called it, she pushed open the door, her blue eyes roaming over the feed from the surveillance camera's that had been set all over the house. Not finding what she was looking for, the little girl turned, running out of the room and scrambling up the stairs, stumbling over her feet in her haste. Coming to the first door on the landing she reached up and knocked smartly. She clasped her hands behind her back as she waited for the door to open. She could hear the sound of footsteps behind the door before it was opened by a blonde girl teenage girl. Her forehead creased in a frown as she caught sight of the little girl standing over the threshold.
"What do you want, brat?" She asked, her green eyes narrowing. The little girl took no notice of the hostile vibes coming off from the girl instead she smiled politely as she looked up at the much taller girl from her small height.
"I am sorry for disturbing you Diana. But could you tell me where Daddy went?" She asked. If it were possible the Diana's green eyes darkened at the simple inquiry.
"I don't know where he is and I don't care." She spat out, pushing past the little girl and making her way down the stairs. The little girl frowned as she followed after her.
"Why not? He is your Daddy too." She called, following after her sister down the stairs. The blonde girl suddenly whirled around, anger shining in her eyes.
"He is not my father." She screamed, the malice clear and sharp in her tone making the younger girl flinch back. Her bottom lip trembled, her crystal blue eyes filling with tears, but they didn't fall.
"B-but you're my sister." She protested, blinking to hold back the tears. The older girl moved forward, glaring down at the girl from her tall stature, lashing out at her and hitting the little girl across the cheek. The force of the slap sent the girl to the floor where she lay, cradling her stinging cheek, looking up at the furious blonde, as tears streamed down her chubby cheeks.
"Don't you ever call me sister again. Do you understand?!" With a parting glare the older girl left, disappearing down the corridor, leaving her younger sister crying on the floor.
Evelyn paced the length of the small office, chewing on her fingers as she did, her posture tense and her features worried. Her mentor was no better. Penelope kept glancing at the clock before before going back to reading her computer screen to whatever page she had opened. Evelyn wasn't really paying any attention to what it was. She sighed in frustration as she glanced at the clock for what felt like the fifteenth time in the last few minutes, stopping mid pace.
"Why aren't they back yet?" She muttered, her frustration clear in her tone. The blonde glanced up at the red head, giving a small sympathetic smile.
"They'll be back Sweetheart. You saw them, they're all fine." She reassured the young woman, knowing how antsy she got whenever one of the Team Members was in danger. Evelyn nodded, as she resumed her pacing.
"I know. I know. But I won't be fully reassured until I've seen them for myself." She flopped down into her chair letting her head rest in her hands, as she rested her elbows on her thighs.
"Well the office is empty and I'm done with my work." Her mentor said, getting up from her chair as she did. "What do you say the two of us have some of that scrumptious cheesecake you made?"
Evelyn followed after the hacker, half heartedly. The bullpen was empty since it was almost one in the morning but the two of them had decided to stay back and wait for their Team to get back from the train hostage rescue.
"When that idiot genius comes back I'm gonna be giving him a piece of my mind." She grumbled under her breath as the two of them stood at her bullpen desk, eating the cake. Penelope made and agreeing sound that came out slightly muffled because of the cake in her mouth but she nodded to show her consent.
"Do whatever you want to him. Honestly I can't believe Gideon would let him go in like that." She noted, taking another bite. Evelyn pierced her cake, stabbing her fork into it.
"Thats because he's the only idiot genius who knows how to do a stupid trick." She growled, before switching the topic over to Elle.
"And I am making sure that the next time Elle gets on a train there is no psychotic patient or any kind of threat that boards the train with her." She pointed her fork at her mentor as she continued.
"Background checks on each and every on of the passengers." Penelope only nodded in agreement, since she was only half listening as she cut herself another slice of cheesecake.
"Its nice to see you care so much about little old me Evelyn."
Mentor and Protege turned to see the Team walking in, tired but alive. Evelyn placed a hand on her hip as the Team approached her desk.
"Yeah well somebody has to make sure you lot don't just waltz into trouble." She commented as Penelope walked forward pulling the dark haired agent in a hug.
"I mean Morgan got slashed by the Fox," She gestured towards the tall agent who had made a beeline for the cake as soon as he saw it.
"You were taken hostage by a psychotic person." She continued as she too hugged the agent, her heart considerably lighter at seeing her friend safe. Glancing at Spencer as he walked in beside JJ she frowned walking over to him. She reached up, hitting him on the side of his head, making him cry out and massage the area while JJ was torn between looking amused and a little frightened at the anger vibes the red head seemed to be emitting.
"And you are supposed to be the genius and yet you get yourself tangled up into a hostage situation." The rest of the Team had already gathered around the small cluttered desk, eating the cake Evelyn had brought. The red head was always bringing in cakes and desserts whenever she made them since she had no one else to share them with. Besides, Evelyn loved to see her Team enjoy whatever she made.
Spencer scowled in confusion. "Weren't you watching the video feed? I went in to save Elle." He countered, not even noting as JJ watched the two of them intensely. Evelyn rolled her eyes.
"I know you did, lughead. This is a normal way of my showing a person that I was worried about them." She gestured towards herself and then to him. Spencer raised an eyebrow.
"What hitting them over the head?" JJ snorted back a laugh while Evelyn slapped a hand to her forehead, sighing.
"Just go get some cake. And be careful next time." She added tiredly at the end as she too shuffled towards her desk. Spencer looked over at the blonde standing next to him.
"What was that about?" He asked, still confused. This time JJ did laugh as she patted his shoulder.
"You'll understand one of these days Spence." She replied, giving him a small wink, which only added to the confusion already building up in him.
The little girl watched as the father picked up his daughter swinging her around in a circle while the mother and brother ran over to them. She smiled as the brother pulled at his father's arm demanding to be picked up as well. But the man simply dropped his daughter and picked up his wife instead, swinging her around in a circle. The wife's shrieks echoed all around while the children cheered them on.
The little girl's eyes roamed around the small playground watching the families sitting around or playing about. Fathers and mothers. Brothers and sisters. They all looked so happy. They all looked so loved.
She didn't have a mother. Her sister hated her. Her father was barely around. But when he was, she treasured every single moment that she could get. She was just nine years old but she knew that love was something that would not come easy for her. If her mother had not cared enough about her to stay then perhaps she was not worth loving.
Pushing her legs slightly under her, to make the swing go back and forth, the little blue eyed girl simply sat there taking in the families as they ran and played about the park.
"Spencer! Hey Spence!"
At the sound of his name Reid turned to see a figure running across the parking lot towards him.
"Oh hey Evelyn." He called out in greeting as the girl skidded to a stop next to him, slamming into his car as she did. He winced at the thud reaching forward to place a hand on her shoulder, pulling her back slowly.
"You alright?" He asked, his eyes roaming over her looking for any visible injuries. The red head shook her head rummaging through her bag as she did.
"I'm alright. I'm alright." She insisted as she pushed aside her things, looking for a particular item. The young doctor raised an eyebrow as she finally emerged from the seemingly endless depths of her messenger bag a small book in her hand. She held it out for him.
"Here." She said, still slightly breathless from her run. Spencer took the book from her, which was actually an album for photos. He glanced up at her for a second before opening it to the first page. His eyes widened slightly at the picture that stared back at him.
It was a photograph from his birthday just a couple of months ago. Everybody was in it. Including Gideon and Hotch. And they were both smiling lightly as they stood just next to his desk, while he sat in the chair of honor, right in front of the cake, smiling nervously as he always did, he figured. Behind him stood Morgan and JJ, also smiling while Elle stood to the side since Evelyn was standing right next to him smiling her usual smile. None of them were looking at the camera since none of them had known it was there.
Spencer glanced up at his friend. "Whats this?" He asked. Evelyn shrugged.
"Morgan told me about the nightmares you were getting." She smiled at the groan he gave. Promising silently to himself never to tell Morgan about anything ever again he nodded, sighing in a slightly defeated manner.
"Yeah." He admitted, nodding. "But Gideon helped me out with that."
His friend nodded hurriedly. "I know he did. But I wanted to help out because I know how nightmare can get." Her lips pulled into a sad smile as she continued.
"I get them too sometimes." Silence fell between the two friends before Evelyn shook her head beginning to speak again.
"And whenever I get them I wake up and I turn the lamp on and take out this album I've been putting together for almost two years. And I flip through all the photographs I've taken over the year and it helps me...a lot." He gave a small smile noticing how her cheeks reddened lightly from revealing the little secret. She paused for a second before continuing, gesturing to the album he was still clutching.
"So I thought maybe if you start putting together some of your own photographs in there it might help." She muttered the last part, making her smile at how shy she was being, even after knowing him for almost three years. He glanced down at the album, already thinking of all the pictures he would be putting into his new album.
"Thanks Evelyn." He said, his heart warming at seeing her eyes light up just as brightly as her smile as she looked up at him. He couldn't help but mirror that smile.
"I'm sure this will help me."
His friend nodded, still smiling before she checked her watch.
"I have to go now, but I have a couple of pictures that I think you might like so I'll bring the by the office tomorrow and you can put them in." She gestured towards the album. He nodded, waving goodbye as she walked over to her car.
As he drove home that day, Spencer couldn't help but think that he really was lucky to have people like Morgan and Gideon as well as the rest of the Team who looked out for him. But Evelyn, he smiled warmly at the thought of the bespectacled blue eyed red head.
She was something else.
A/N: And that was the chapter folks. I didn't want to cover all the episodes since they would take too long and anyway we're just in the beginning so nothing is going to happen right now. I mean the whole of the first season is all about establishing the characters if you ask me. The developments will come later. Soon. But later.
Anyway! Thank you to all the people who followed, favorited or reviewed my story. You have no idea how much they mean to me. :)
Sue1313: I haven't really decided that yet. What do you think? Should he know about her background or not?
Emmalovesdimitri: Of course thats not going to happen. I have an idea on how the episode is going to play out, in my mind anyway. Or rather the gist of it. But you'll read about it all when I get to it. :)
Thats about it then. Till next time. - Hestia28