A/N: Okay, so if it says nothing at the top just assume that its OCs pov okay?
The next day I was escorted to the van, the door closed behind me and the officer went to the front seat and started driving. He started small talking with me, the guards were usually pretty cool with me. I was nice to them when no one was looking, and I never caused trouble. I got out of the car and onto the landing strip I got a lot of looks, but it was no wonder considering what I was wearing. The officer poked my shoulder, and I nodded. We walked onto the strip. I once again met Hotch. I smiled and reached out my hand to shake his which he accepted. He smiled politely at me.
He handed me a badge and told me the rest would be given to me after the briefing where I would also meet the team. I was a little bummed out that I had to meet them like this. But what the hell they were going to find out no matter what.
He and the officer escorted me to the plane, the officer gave Hotchner the key for the cuffs before leaving.
I stood beside him as the rest of the team members walked in. I nodded at Rossi whom I recognised from the prison. He gave me a small smile and a nod in return. The rest entered in small groups, all carrying files. A blonde woman who shook my hand and smiled kindly. She seemed nice but also fair. Her name was JJ and apparently did media control. Two other women walked in, Garcia the hacker smiled at me and seemed welcoming. I smirked and nodded at her, she seemed gleeful to see another woman on the team. She seemed like the person who was generally gleeful, her bright coloured clothes said that too. The woman beside her introduced herself as Emily Prentiss, she was smart, confident, I could see that she was closed off too.
The last to walk in was two men. One of the scanned me up and down and looked at me confused but did not comment on anything. The black man beside him however did comment.
"I like powerful woman, but really Hotch? Orange isn't really my style." He said smirking the man beside him looked at him confused.
"Why is it another one of your rules?" He asked and the black mans smirk faded as he shook his head at the younger man.
They sat down and Hotch began to explain the situation.
"The bureau feels that we needs to help the community more, which is why we now have a Criminal informant. She can tell you more about her crimes and her expertise later right now we only have time for a brief introduction because we have a case." He finished and he smiled at me and I nodded.
I lifted my cuffed hands to wave at them all and smiled. I was actually a little nervous. These people were probably great psychologists, I did not exactly feel like having my inner thoughts exposed.
"Hi, I am Charlotte Castillo. You can call me Lola, if you call me honey or sweetheart I will punch you in the throat. I am 24 years old. I have spent 5 of those in jail. Not much more to me besides my good looks, my charm, and my influencing ability to listen to Taylor Swift." I said smirking at the end looking over them all. They all seemed to smile at me, some kindly some intrigued, Rossi seemingly amused.
Hotch nodded at me and I sat down as JJ handed me a file. I opened the file and payed attention to the briefing, wanting to see what they did, mirroring them.
"Two teens at approximately the same time was hung in their bedroom friday night, same thing friday the week before." JJ said.
Garcia asked why she was coming and got her answer. Then Hotched wanted to get into victimology, where Rozzi interrupted.
"All four kids, good students from different neighbourhood." He said
"Active with sports and in community." Derek said
"Intact families, no mental disorders." Prentiss said.
"So they are pretty normal, so must be some other issue." I said
"Beside the proximity there is no obvious connection between them." Reid said from beside me.
They continued going back and forth discussing the kids and how they were unlikely to just have attempted suicide like this. When we were done briefing everyone went around doing their own thing. I turned to Hotch clearing my throat.
"Not to be rude, but I don't think the police department would appreciate me coming dressed like this and in cuffs." I said he nodded and unlocked my cuffs.
I rubbed my wrists afterwards, JJ handed me a set of clothes and I smiled thanking her, then went to the bathroom to change. I was finally out of my orange suit and in a black t-shirt, a black leather jacket and black skinny jeans. God how I had missed wearing anything but orange. I got out and Morgan smirked I rolled my eyes and sat down beside Reid again. They introduced themselves to me after the briefing. Reid seemed nice, he had not really spoken much, but I was sure he would warm up to me. Everyone usually did, you had to be charming to be a thief after all. We arrived and I smiled widely when my feet touched the ground. This was the closest I had been to freedom in 5 years. I smirked when a male cleared his throat behind me. I turned around to see Hotch holding an anklet.
"Didn't think we were going to let you wander around without supervision did you?" Rossi asked from beside him.
I sighed but walked over there and Hotch put it on my leg. I was not too happy about this, but anything beats being in the joint. I still had 2 years left. For every person I caught I would get a month off my sentence. And it bought me a little freedom to actually see the world again, so it was a win win. I looked at Hotch and smirked at him as he put it on me.
"A girl can dream, can't she?" I said, Morgan chuckled as he walked past us.
We drove from the airport to the police station. I got out and the sheriff greeted everyone.
Hotch turned to us.
"Morgan you, Reid and Lola go talk to Ryan's parents, JJ, Prentiss and I will go talk to Trish's, Rossi stay and help Garcia out." He said
We each drove off, the boys made a little conversation about the case in the car. I did not feel like joining in, I was looking out the mirror prepping everything I knew, knowing I would probably have to work harder than the rest considering I did not know much actual psychology. We got let in and I let the boys lead the conversation as I stood in the background observing. When we were shown the room and left alone I finally spoke up. I also stood back because I knew people were not exactly comfortable letting someone in with an anklet.
"There is no signs of forced entry, through the window." Derek said. While Reid and I looked around the room. I rolled my eyes at him and walked over to the window.
"Depends on how good you are. We are on the ground so that would be the logical way in. If I were to break in here, I would scope it out, then once I knew I had a go, I would unhinge the lock with a file open the window. If the unsub or whatever you call it could have gotten in silently." I said Morgan looked up at me impressed, I had even gotten Reids attention. I opened the window, crawled out. I nodded at Morgan who got the signal and closed it.
I bowed down and slowly felt it over before nodding, he opened the window again and I crawled back in.
"There is always a small dent there from the file. Anyone who have broken in somewhat organised knows that." I said smirking. My face fell as I sighed.
"Sadly I could not see any of that. Whoever did this, did not break in." I said looking to the others.
I felt useless, since I had known something that led nowhere.
"So either they entered through the door, or the victim knew the unsub and let them in." Reid said speculating. I nodded and gave him a small smile. He had just made me feel less useless there. He returned it with a small one.
We met up with the rest again and Garcia worked her magic. I stayed with them watching her work. When the choking game popped up I was confused.
The rest of the team explained, it appeared this "trend" was getting kids to purposely choke themselves.
"When did kids get like this? But then again who am I to judge." I whispered Rossi appeared to be the only one to hear my little outburst smiled.
Hotch announced that we were ready to give the profile. I followed still not really knowing if I could contribute or not. I was for the first time in a very long time not sure of what I was doing.
JJ went out to the school while the rest of the team did for the police officers. And then the rest of the team spread out to warn the school. Reid and I went to a school and gave a presentation on why not to play the game. I let Reid take the lead while I kept everyone in line.
I took some girls' cellphone and held it up.
"Who is this lamo?" I read out from one of the cellphones, she stood up and I pushed it onto her chest.
"This 'lamo', is trying to not get you to kill yourself. Even if the rest of us would be grateful if you did. So how about you pay attention to Doctor Reid, huh sweetheart?" I said and the rest of the class laughed as she sat down ashamed. I looked around the rest of the class glaring at them, they all shut up. I smiled and nodded at Reid to proceed.
While he talked I got a call on my phone from Rossi saying they may have found a unsub candidate. I told him we would meet them at the police station. When we did go there I walked into the room with the two way mirror.
"He is fidgeting, but other than that showing no signs of nervousness. I would never target him in a crowd, he is too careful to steal fr-" I cut myself off mid sentence knowing this was not what they needed. Prentiss smiled at me seeming understanding. It was a little nice, everyone seemed nice to me about adjusting.
The guy left, and he was not our guy. The team figured out through looking at the family history that the teen was not our guy, rather the father was, it clicked pretty easily in my head the second they said it out loud.
"He works fridays"
"Meaning he gets called to do the rescues." I said. Reid interrupted elaborating on my statement.
Since I could not carry a gun, I stayed behind with Garcia as the rest of the team chased after the father. I smiled when they caught the guy, even gave Morgan a high five. We all helped pack up and left the police station. The sheriff who had previously looked at me weirdly even shook my hand and thanked me. This was strange, I had never had the respect of someone before.
I starred out the window of the airplane as we flew from Wyoming. I was not looking forward to going back to the joint. Reid was sitting beside me and seemed along with Morgan and Prentiss in front of us to be studying me. I looked from the window and back to them.
"For psychologists you are not very subtle when staring." I said without looking away from the window. When I figured they had had enough time to be impressed by my observation I turned to them and smiled kindly.
"Just get it out of the way. What do you wanna know?" I asked I got mostly kind smiles back.
It had been a while since someone had stared at me in a none threatening way, I guess I would have to get used to it. They seemed to only stare out of curiosity and not wanting to hurt me. It was surprisingly nice.
"I just wanna know what you did?" Morgan said.
I sighed knowing they would all probably find out eventually and I also knew when I took this job that I would probably have to answer that question.
"I grew up a standard street kid, using a card trick and pick pocketing to make money. After I was kicked out at 13, I tried my best to make a living on the street of Chicago. I was recruited so to say, and through uncle Eddie, I ran a lot of jobs. I have even held a real Farabergé egg." I said stopping to smirk as they all looked at me impressed. While it was only intended to be for Reid, Emily and Morgan, I could see the rest of the team trying to look like they were not listening in.
"I usually stole art of different kinds. Well allegedly I did." I said. They looked at me confused.
"So, what got you caught?" Morgan asked smirking at me, I returned one with a small shrug.
"Well, as I said, allegedly. I was never caught. One new guy I shouldn't have trusted ratted me out. So while they never got me on theft, they did get me on possession of stolen goods." I said this earned me an impressed smirk from most of them. Reid still looked at me puzzled.
"So how did you get into behavioural analysis?" Reid asked I looked at him and genuinely shrugged.
"I didn't. Hotch and Rossi read my file, and figured they could use my skills for good. I do know how to break into anywhere, and can literally think like a criminal. Plus I am good at cracking codes, I even once broke into a Shi-he Chi-me-u safe." I said smirking, they all looked at me confused, except for doctor Reid who just looked at me impressed. He seemed to notice the silence from the others and elaborated.
"A Shi-he Chi-me-u safe was said to be an unpickable lock. There is actually only four in the world." He said and I smirked.
"Well, three now, doc." I said smirking.
We had small talk while we flew. Eventually Hotch walked up to me telling me it was time. I sighed and nodded, I got up and walked to the aisle where Hotch took the anklet off of me, JJ handed me my orange suit. I sighed and walked to the bathroom to change. I looked at myself in the mirror sighing. It had felt so good being in normal clothes. So good that I almost did not feel like a convict.
When we landed I said goodbye to the team, they were all really sweet about it. Rossi was the last one to say goodbye, he waited till I was cuffed and he smiled at me. He handed me a book which I looked down at confused.
"In case you wanted to brush up on your psychology."