A/N: Thank you so much to everyone who reviewed, followed or favorited this story. Its what keeps me going really :)
So a few notes before you read this! There is a moment in this chapter which links to Episode 8 of Season 2. It involves Evelyn's involvement with the case, but its nothing major. So you won't have to see the episode to understand it.
Also this chapter has mentions of sexual assault as will the next chapter, but nothing explicit don't worry! I just thought I'd warn you guys!
This chapter is where I will be writing an original case for the Team. I hope you will like it! The Case will take place somewhere between after the 12th episode but before the 14th episode. Also Emily is here now! Woohoo!
Note: Italic is FLASHBACK.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except my OC.
Takes place during and between episodes 9, 10, 11, 12 and 13.
Though her gaze was steady and to anyone it would look like she was paying attention to the text in front of her Evelyn's real goal was to watch and observe the new member of their Team. Emily Prentiss. She had Penelope had already did background checks. Not digging too deep of course. What had caught Evelyn's eye was the fact that Emily had moved around a lot as a child. Something that Evelyn was familiar with as well. Though not as much as Emily. She'd only ever shifted from one state to the next, while Emily had shifted entire continents.
The black haired woman shifted and Evelyn quickly re-directed her gaze to the file in front of her. Hotch had introduced her before their more recent case and now that everyone was back and filing, it gave Evelyn a chance to observe, to take notes. This time when her gaze lifted she was with Agent Prentiss looking right back at her. Though her first instinct was to look away as soon as their eyes met, Evelyn managed not to do that. The other agent gave her a friendly smile, which the shy red head slowly returned, a flush of embarrassment rising to her cheeks as she finally went back to her file, this time with no intention of spying on her fellow team member again.
Putting aside another folder JJ sighed, before stretching her arms in the air and yawning, allowing the stiffness in her back to ease up.
"Need a little break?"
The blonde opened her eyes to catch sight of Evelyn standing at the door of her small office with a cup of coffee in each hand. "You are a saint." JJ praised, reaching out for her cup as the other woman walked in and handed one of the cups over to her friend.
Evelyn smiled. "I wouldn't say saint. Just a concerned friend and team member." She said as she settled in one of the chairs across JJ's desk. As she took a small sip of her beverage JJ smiled. The two of them sat in silence for a few moments, each simply concentrating on their coffee.
"Today's the day isn't it?" Evelyn finally spoke, raising her bespectacled gaze to look at JJ who gave a sad smile, the cup of coffee nestled between both her hands as she rested her elbows on the desk.
"Yeah, noticed the necklace did you?" The blonde asked, referring to the piece of jewelry she wore around her neck. Evelyn shook her head. "I remembered." The two words prompted JJ to smile lovingly at her friend. There was a lapse of silence yet again, before Evelyn leaned forward reaching out to gently lay a hand on top of JJ's as it cradled the coffee cup.
"Is there anything I can do?" The red head asked, her tone soft and gentle. Blinking back the tears in her eyes her friend shook her head as she allowed the hand that Evelyn held to loosen her hold on the coffee cup, if only to feel more of the warmth emanating from the younger girl's hand. For comfort. "Just stay here for a little while?" JJ's voice quivered a little, and it prompted Evelyn to nod as she pulled her chair closer to the desk so as to easily wrap both her hands around JJ's, her own coffee forgotten. "As long as you need me to." Evelyn said with a gentle squeeze of her hands. A thankful smile was all JJ could managed as silent tears slowly started to trace a path down her cheeks.
Derek Morgan glanced at his watch for the fifth time in the last half hour. Or that was as far as Spencer had counted. The young genius frowned as Morgan sighed in frustration, his leg bouncing. Clearly he was agitated about something. "Morgan? Whats wrong?" He commented, prompting Emily to glance up from her phone where she had been texting a friend. Morgan shook his head. "Nothing. Just waiting for something."
This time his eyes darted to Evelyn, who was busy at her desk, a pair of headphones resting around her ears to muffle out the noise of the bullpen. Her focus was solely on the small device in front of her as she fiddled with it. It almost seemed as if she were playing with the wires. Her glasses were actually taped behind her ears where they rested to prevent them from slipping down. Emily raised an eyebrow at the strange practice but neither Spencer nor Morgan seemed bothered by the notion. Both Emily and Spencer turned back to their respective tasks, though the latter snuck a few glances at the red head, admiring just how she was concentrating on the task at hand.
Fifteen minutes later Evelyn slumped back into her chair, smiling in satisfaction as she turned her gaze to Morgan. "All done!" She called out to the ex-cop. Darting from his chair Morgan grabbed his jacket and after taking the small device Evelyn had been fiddling with grinned at her in thanks. "This makes us even Ginger." He called over his shoulder as he all but jogged towards the elevator. Waving at the three of them as the elevator doors closed Evelyn turned to find both Emily and Spencer looking at her questioningly. She shrugged.
"I asked Morgan to be my muscle for a day. I modified the remote for him a little bit for his mother's birthday." Emily frowned. "I didn't know you dealt with machines." The black haired woman commented, prompting Evelyn to smile. "Well you are new to the Team. But yes, I may be an assistant or mentee to Penelope, but I also take care of putting away the files after every case. And dealing with computers and any and all kinds of electronic devices whenever the Team goes somewhere. Plus, I've had training with making and dismantling bombs."
"The last of which serves to give us nightmares." The grumble prompted Emily to raise an eyebrow and for Evelyn to blush with embarrassment. "Spencer thinks I should leave the last option to the people who have more experience with such things." The red head explained to Emily who gave a small nod. "I read your report on your most recent case dealing with a package at the gas station. It was very brave of you to offer to go inside and check it out." Evelyn smiled softly before shrugging. "Its my job." The sound of a book snapping shut prompted both women to stare dumb-founded as Spencer suddenly stood up and march out of the bull pen.
Emily frowned. "Is he alright?" She asked, worry lacing her tone to which Evelyn gave a small nod. "He will be. Once I reassure him that I'm alright. He was there when I went in. So I guess it would've been scary for him. Then again Morgan, Gideon and Hotch were there as well. Morgan hugged me once I was out safely. And Gideon and Hotch didn't say anything. Though I did get an earful from JJ and Penelope." She nodded in the direction where Spencer had strode off. "Spencer didn't say anything. And he's barely spoken to me since then." There was a sad look in her gaze, Emily noted, prompting her to wonder what the nature of Evelyn and Spencer's relationship was. Sighing the red head stood, straightening her cardigan and picking up the bag Spencer had left behind, slinging it over her shoulder. "I'd better go to him now. Bye Emily." With a parting wave the red head walked off, leaving Emily to make her own assumptions and theories.
As she pulled on the protective gear Evelyn couldn't help the small feeling of fear settle into the pit of her stomach. This was her job. She would go through with it because it meant helping the Team catching the Unsub. And if her death would mean saving other lives, she'd do it.
Ever since she'd started her job as a BAU and FBI Agent, Evelyn had accepted the fact that there would come a time when she would have to give up her life for the greater good. Taking various courses in dismantling and creating bombs put her even more in the line of work which required some sort of sacrifice. Evelyn didn't hold any grudges against her own job. Her father had died serving his country. It would be an honor to go the same way.
Was this some form of hero-complex? She wondered once she'd adjusted her gear and took a few steps to make sure she wouldn't fall flat on her face. Probably. It was a good thing she wasn't a Profiler then.
"You're really going to do this?" At the question the red head looked towards the opening of the van where Spencer stood leaning against one of the open doors. Since she still wasn't wearing her head gear she could hear him properly. Evelyn adjusted her headset and gave a small nod to the cop sitting in the corner ready to turn on the device. "Yes Spencer. I am the only one qualified to do this. Aside from Morgan." She was quick to add. Morgan had argued once she volunteered for the task. But Hotch was the one who'd talked him down, knowing not only was Evelyn capable of handling the job but she had needed an opportunity to prove herself a worthy member of the Team. Something she found herself questioning at times. Of course she never talked to Hotch or Gideon about it. Somehow those two had a knack for picking up on these kinds of things about her.
"Hopefully this time you won't have to drag me out of a burning building." The red head added as a joke, though the look that she was met with once she turned her attention towards him, made her wish she'd never opened her mouth. "Hopefully." With that one word he was gone, leaving Evelyn with a sinking feeling in her stomach.
Frustration would be the best way to describe how Spencer was feeling at the moment. And the reason for that frustration was Evelyn's disregard for her own life when she'd all but marched into the gas station with the possible bomb inside. Sure there hadn't been any bomb but the fear and terror had been real. And he hadn't been the only one to feel it. Morgan, Gideon and he was sure Hotch had felt it as well. But since Spencer was the one with the eidetic memory the moment would forever be clear in his mind. Along with the emotions that accompanied that moment.
It was a gift and a curse at the same time. A curse because he could and would forever relive every horrifying moment with dangerous clarity for the rest of his life. A gift because he could and would forever relive every blissful and happy moment with clarity for the rest of his life.
Like that day when he'd hugged Evelyn just before she'd met his mother.
Thinking of that moment Spencer found his frustration ebbing away. Yet he still felt angry towards Evelyn. He knew it was only because he had been worried about her. But the others had been just as worried as him. They were giving her the cold shoulder like he was. Was there a particular reason behind his behavior?
Walking to his desk on a new work day, Spencer was surprised to find a small box awaiting him. It was a plain white box and there was, what seemed like, a little note folded on top. He was normally the first one to arrive. So there was no one around to ask. Spying his bag where he had left it yesterday Spencer picked up the note and opened it.
Sorry for making you worry. But then you make me worry just as many times if not more. – Evie
He blinked, noting how she'd signed the card before his eyes dropped to the small box and he picked up the lid. Inside a vanilla cupcake with blue frosting sat snugly, with a small toothpick protruding from the center of the frosting, a small piece of paper glued to it, with the word Sorry, written in familiar cursive script with a small sad face at the end of the word.
Spencer couldn't help think how innocent yet endearing the small gesture was. And when he saw Evelyn stepping out of Hotch's office a moment later with a stack of files in her arms, he made sure to catch her eye and give her a small smile. The smile and blush he received in return made him wonder just why he'd been so frustrated with her.
Settling into their respective seats and after having uploaded the information about the newest case for JJ to show the others into the screen, Evelyn settled into her seat as well. "Three nights ago, in New York, Manhattan, Bethany Heeds was found murdered in her home." JJ began, bringing up an image of a smiling brunette. "She was in her late twenties and her parents had been away on a trip. The cleaning lady came in and discovered the body." Another click and the image shifted to the sight of the woman laying on top of her bed looking as if she were simply sleeping if not for the knife protruding from the middle of her abdomen. The sheets underneath her were soaked with blood and her skin was a ghostly pale. "No signs of forced entry. The lab still isn't back with proof of sexual assault but with the previous two victim, I'd say it would come back as positive."
Her words were followed by another click and images of two other smiling brunettes came to the screen. "Josephine Beacons was found murdered in the beginning of last month, same m.o, while the girl with the nose pin, Hailey Field was murdered in the middle of the month. Both of them were found with traces of anesthesia in their bodies."
"Three murders per month. Beginning. Middle. End. Could be our pattern." Spencer pointed out, his fingers fiddling with a pen as he did. "And they were all murdered in their homes. It shows that the Unsub had watched them for a while and knew about their schedule to have set a trap and do what he came to do.
"Why leave them on the bed though? I mean he could've easily dumped the body somewhere. It'd have taken a long time to find the body." Emily asked, leaning forward in her chair as she frowned. "He hasn't displayed the body." Morgan noted as he picked up the image of all three murdered women from his file and laid them side to side on the table.
"The anesthesia would've made it hard for them to fight back. He could've been lying in wait for them?" Gideon shook his head. "No sign of forced entry." He pointed out. Hotch looked like he was about to add something when JJ spoke up. "There is another thing." The Team looked up from their respective files or notepads, in the case of Penelope and Evelyn.
"The police suspect everything that happened was being filmed on a laptop placed directly across from the bed of each victim." Hotch frowned. "How can they be so sure?" JJ nodded. "They had people testify the original location of the laptop. They were either on desks or beside their beds. Not all the way across the bed."
Gideon nodded. "Which means Evelyn will be coming with us." The red head gave a small nod.
"Wheels up in thirty." Hotch said, standing up. The rest of the Team followed suit.
Evelyn had barely taken a few steps when she felt a hand on her shoulder. "I need to speak with you." The rest of the Team filed out as the red head looked at Gideon curiously.
"Is everything alright?" The older man raised an eyebrow. "You tell me Evelyn. We are going to New York after all. And Manhattan no less. And I just happened to spot a rather familiar name on the emergency contact in the second victims personal information." The news had blue eyes widening behind the glass frame before they darted to the image of Hailey Field still illuminating the screen. "I thought she looked familiar." The girl muttered before sighing deeply.
Gideon too sighed before speaking. "What I want to know Evelyn is that will you be alright?" There was a few seconds of silence where the red head bit down on her lower lip, turning his question over and over in her head before she gave a small nod.
"Its about time that my sister met my Team isn't it?" She suggested, a slight tremor in her tone as she did her best to give her superior a convincing smile.
Gideon of course, was not fooled.
A/N: Few pointers to point out! Emily isn't suspicious right off the bat. :P She is still new so has no idea what sort of relationship Evelyn and Spencer have. But don't worry. I have plans for Emily's involvement. ;)
And yes we will finally be getting to meet Evelyn's sister. This ought to be fun :P
shortywallflower: I'm so glad you enjoyed the chapter love. I hope you enjoy this one too! Thank you for the review!
And once again JularaVon and gossamermouse101 have not failed to review! Thank you so much!
Princess Jaquline Chess: Thank you thank you so much for you lovely and kinds words! And you don't ridiculous at all with the ship names! I actually like TechBook and Spevelyn. I'll take a note of that and ask everyone else if they'd like either one of the two :) And yes, I did want to have a bit of a sister-vibe between JJ and Evelyn. I'm so happy its noticeable lol :D
So folks! We can either go with Spevelyn for a ship name or TechBook. Princess Jaquline Chess has been kind enough to suggest these two names and I wanted your input to it as well!
Aside from that I hope you enjoyed this chapter and please tell me what you think. Is there anything you'd like to see more? Maybe some more interactions between some characters? Review or PM me to let me know!
Lots of love! - Hestia28