Summary: A serial killer is on the rampage. His targets are weak, easily over-powered women. The team sets out to hunt him down before he strikes again. So when one of there own is taken, they'll stop at nothing to get them back alive. Not to mention a new agent is added to the mix, Gaby, who has an IQ of 192, has two Ph.D.'s., is only 23 years old, and push the buttons of everybody's favorite genius, Dr. Reid. Could it be because she's new competition for him… or could something else have anything to do with it?

Disclaimer: Ok, I don't own any of the original characters in this story. Criminal Minds is in no way my creation.

Just so everyone knows, I'm a little rusty cause I haven't written any fan fiction for a while, usually it's been original work, and this is my first Criminal Minds fan fiction, so bare with me. Please send reviews. If too many people think it stinks, I'll delete it and go back to Phantom and Wicked fan fictions. Anyway, enjoy (I hope.)

Finishing the rest of his paper work, Reid set his pen down and took a sip of his coffee. After working restlessly all night, he finished his paper work from his most recent case. Unfortunately, everyone else was beginning to show up. He was exhausted, but he couldn't go home now. If it was a slow day, he'd try to take a nap on the break room couch.

Yeah, like they ever had a slow day at the B.A.U.

Draining the rest of his coffee, Reid stood and headed to the break room to refill it. He saw Hotch and Morgan already talking inside.

"Geez, Reid, you been here all night?" Morgan asked.

Reid grunted in response, which wasn't very normal for him. But he was too exhausted to give a full explanation of why he had been there.

"No long speech about the importance of sleep or some ancient civilizations ritual involving staying up all night?" Morgan asked. "Boy, you should stay up more often."

Morgan and Hotch left the break room. Reid poured some coffee into his cup. He could have told them some trivia about sleep, like he normally did. But no one seemed to care about it. Reid was the youngest member of the unit and he felt like the baby of the family. Everyone was always looking out for him and teasing him. They knew he didn't have a lot of nerve to do what he did. Not to mention his IQ and knowledge always made him feel like an oddball. Sometimes he wished there was another genius in the unit, just someone he could relate to.

"Excuse me," said an unfamiliar voice. Reid didn't turn around. "Could you possibly tell me where I could find Special Agent Aaron Hotchner?"

"You just missed him, ma'am," Reid said. He turned to face her and felt his breath catch in his chest.

In the doorway to the break room was a young girl carrying two very disorganized boxes, which she was having a little trouble carrying. She had blonde hair held back by a head band. She had creamy, pale skin and was wearing a knee-length burgundy dress with a matching sash around the middle. She wore white nylons and black, knee-high boots.

After staring at her for a moment, the whole time his heart racing, Reid set his coffee down and walked over to her.

"I'm sorry, I… I don't think we've met." Reid said.

"Oh, Gaby," she said. She shifted her boxes to one arm and extended her hand.

"Spencer," Reid said. "I'm an agent here."

"Oh, that's great! I'm just starting here today." She said, smiling and looking a bit harassed. "I was supposed to be here a half an hour ago but I got lost on the way here and then it took me forever to find out where in the building this place was, not to mention I'm extremely nervous." She took a deep breath, "But you really didn't need to know that. Could you tell me where I could find Agent Hotchner?"

"Yes, his office is just down the hall. His name's on the door, so it shouldn't be too hard to find." Reid said, "Would you like some help carrying your boxes?"

"No, thank you, I can manage." She said, smiling, "I guess I'll see you after I get settled."

Gaby walked off. Reid watched her until she had turned the corner out of sight. He calmed down and his breath and heart went back to normal. He grabbed his cup and headed out of the break room. He felt wide awake now… and the coffee had nothing to do with it.

About an hour later, Reid, Elle, Morgan, and J.J. were waiting in the conference room for Hotch and Gidieon. The others were looking at a few pictures of some missing victims. Reid sat off by himself, rather quiet. Any minute, Gaby might walk in, ready for her first assignment with the team. For once, there would be someone with less experience then him.

Finally, Hotch walked in with Gaby beside him. Reid could feel his heart beat quicken again as he saw her. What was wrong with him? He hadn't felt this way since Lila had kissed him in the pool, but that was months ago and he hadn't spoken to Lila since.

"Everyone," Hotch said, shutting the door to the conference room. "This is Gabriella Fairchild. She has just been assigned to the B.A.U. Gaby has two Ph.D.'s in criminology and psychology."

"Two Ph.D.'s?" Elle asked. "How old are you."

"23," Gaby said. Reid was shocked.

"Oh, great just what we need, another genius." Morgan said.

"Hey!" Reid said.

Suddenly, the door to the conference room opened and Gidieon walked in, carrying a few files. "Sorry, I'm late," he said, "What did I miss?" He looked up and saw Gaby.

Gaby gasped when she saw him. She was surprised for a moment, but then collected herself. She had a look on her face of shock and a what seemed like a bit of loathing.

Gidieon however was curious. He stared at Angela for a moment, as if trying to decide where he had seen her. "Who's this?"

"This is Gaby Fairchild, our new agent." Hotch said.

"You look familiar." Gidieon said, "I'm sorry, have we met before?"

"Unfortunately, no," Gaby said, "Dad!"