On my first official day in the BAU, I showed up bright and early. A real hour before I think I was supposed to. I think I needed the time to come to terms with all of this.
It'd been a wild couple of days! I graduated top of my class, much to Agent Rettig's amusement. All of yesterday had been spent on paperwork, nothing too exciting there. I was given my own badge today!
I ended up coming early. There were a few people milling about when I walked into the office. It was startling to see the bullpens so empty. No one was walking around, moving from desk to desk or putting files away. Derek wasn't at his desk, joking with Reid from across the room. Prentiss wasn't walking from her desk to JJ's office
It felt...like a photo of a friend, but before they were your friend.
It wasn't a nice feeling.
Yet, there was hope in my chest when I realized I'd get to see it slowly come alive each day.
With some time to kill, and a set of nerves, I set to making my desk a bit more welcoming. I didn't have any photos to put up, not of anything I could hang. Most were of me in cartoons, and oh yeah I had a different face. I'd make some memories here, though that'll take time.
Maybe I could get one of those cute pen holders? I'd have to go shopping later, if there was time. I did need some food for my apartment, at least enough for the week. My apartment could be compared to a shoebox. It was only for one person so I could adjust.
Which was hilarious to think about. I came from a big family. Every food-run was large enough to feed a village, and cost an arm. It was a pleasant change to only shop for one. Better yet, one who would only be there less than half the time.
In my musings, I hadn't noticed a man walk into the office.
"Hello." The man gave a small wave, before his hand clasped the strap of his bag again. "Are you Megan Quinn? They said...you were starting today."
"Oh!" I gasped, surprised at how I hadn't noticed him coming in. "S-so sorry! I didn't see you...there. Yes! I'm Megan." I smiled politely at him. Though I knew most people would shake hands at meeting a new coworkers, I had never been an outgoing person.
"It's okay." He gave a polite smile back. "I'm your new coworker, Doctor Spencer Reid."
Just like that, I fell in love with Spencer Reid all over again.
==BAP==
The next few minutes went on in relative quiet. People filed into the office, already working out their various files and things before going to their case work.
To my delight, JJ was walking up to the bullpen with a folder. She made eye contact with me, then turned herself my way.
The blonde agent held the file out to me. I took it. "Nice to meet you, Agent Quinn. I'm Jareau, JJ if you like. I'm the unit liaison. My specialty is untangling bureaucratic knots. You'll probably be talking to me a lot. My door's always open, mostly because I'm never in my office, so just call me on my cell, okay?" I nodded. "We'll talk." She walked off to Hotch's office.
I got to work on the paperwork. Just the last few pages before I could go out on an official mission. It felt awesome.
In between some of the pages, I started to have some awkward small talk with Reid. I was having small talk with Doctor Spencer Reid. I may be twenty-seven, but I was also ten and this was blowing my ten year old mind.
It wasn't too long before Derek Morgan walked up.
"Hey, newbie." He called, before coming to lean against my desk.
I didn't even turn my head towards him, more worried about finishing the last of my paperwork. "Hey oldie." My cheeks suddenly went red. I turned to Derek, gasping in shock at my own snark. "Oh god I said that outloud, didn't I? I'm so sorry!" My hands cupped over my mouth.
"Nah, I get it. I see how it is." Derek actually grinned at me, laughing with it. It was jarring to see him out of his relaxed gray shirt and jeans, instead wearing this trussed up monkey suit. "It's good to have a backbone in a job like this."
I felt myself wanting to blush at the praise, instead I blushed at the embarrassment.
"I need to get this paperwork to JJ." I excused myself.
In an embarrassed hurry, I made my way towards JJ's office.
Except, I never made it past Aaron Hotchner.
He just suddenly appeared in front of me. It startled me so much I jumped back
'You're a 27 year old woman, not a ten year old child. Buck up!' I scolded myself.
"We're needed at at Blue Ridge." Hotch stated to the bullpen. He eyed Derek and Spencer. "There's been another murder." He glanced down to me, staring for a long while before walking off.
My stomach swooped. My first official case with the BAU... 'Okay. Maybe be a ten year old for another minute.'
==BAP==
Hours later, after we had seen the crime scene as well as most of the evidence, we came back to Quantico to go over what we learned.
It wasn't long before Spencer found the trail we needed. Course, this meant calling Penelope Garcia.
Later, when she had given us the much needed information, I walked up to her.
"It's a cute nickname." Was my soft comment, not wanting to overstep any bounds.
Penelope Garcia looked up at me in surprise. "Oh, hi! Sorry. You came out of nowhere!" She smiled warmly-I doubt Penelope knew how have an unfriendly greeting. "I'm sorry, what was your name again?"
"Megan Quinn." I introduced myself. "Sorry about the scare. I was just saying that there are worse names than 'baby girl'."
"Oh I know. It was cute, just." She bit her painted pink lip. "He was there when I was recruited." Penelope explained. She had a quirky grin. "I had a bit of work done, but I didn't know it was enough not to be recognized."
"What'd you look like before?" I asked, hoping that wasn't rude. "Different hairstyle?"
Garcia laughed embarrassedly. "I mean...it was dyed...black. And my eyeshadow was a lot...darker than it is now."
"Dark colors on you?" I couldn't help but laugh. Was Penelope Garcia, Queen of all things Pink and Sparkly, a goth? That image couldn't come up in my brain. It was too weird. "I'm sorry. I can't even picture it. You just look...more in your natural state with the colors."
"Yeah, I was going through...some stuff." The technical analyst admitted.
"Oh. That's okay." I assured, with a wave of my mind. "Believe me I get it, yeah. In my junior year of high school, I wore a leather jacket. Full on 'biker' getup."
"No way!" Penelope laughed. "Why did you stop? You could rock that!"
"Not a chance! There were combat boots too. Those things make my feet stink!" I laughed, remembering myself at sixteen.
I was in my third year at Harvard, I was trying out a new style. It had given Elle a near heart attack to see me in clothes that didn't match. She ended up changing the whole thing after twenty-four hours. In my opinion, the brown jacket and combat boots were better with a blue plaid shirt.
(Okay it was hideous. I have no fashion sense)
"Quinn come on, we're going after Matloff!" Derek suddenly shouted. He, and Hotch, were making their way to the elevator.
I braced myself, giving Penelope a half reassuring smile before going after the boys.
'Holy shit I just talked clothes with Penelope Garcia. Now I'm chasing Brian Matloff with Derek Morgan and Aaron Hotchner. How great is this day!'
==BAP==
AN: I'm sorry this took forever. My Spencer was thrown in jail, and I couldn't find mental stability until he got out and then the Season 12 finale happened and I'm worried about everything now cause I have to wait until September for things.
Plus, I had college classes in March and April, so that took up a lot of time. I published a lot more stories online, if you're bored you can give them a try. I'm probably gonna publish more later.
There was a hack on my laptop, and they probably got my information. So I had to get a lot of passwords changed and a get new debit card. It's looking like I'm going to get a new bank account all together (as we don't know just how much the hackers got). Thankfully I don't need to buy a new laptop. There's not much on my laptop (it's only eight months old) except my iTunes and the online account where I keep all my writings, the rest is on a flash drive or can be easily replaced. Despite that, I've had two panic attacks today, plus crying, so I'm actually proud of myself for managing to finish this at all!
And my day started out so lovely too...I saw Guardians of the Galaxy 2 (a planet named Ego was the bad guy and everyone is so shocked. Plus Howard the Fucking Duck came back, I loved that!).
Anyway. Hope everyone enjoyed this. It's basically filler, I know. I'm still working on how I want this story written, cause I want it done right. The next chapter is going to be Extreme Aggressor, so don't expect a quick update. Sorry.
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