A/N: Hey guys! Thanks to my reviewers. New case today, exciting stuff! In real life, I was getting my photograph taken for the Daily Record for winning a National Competition. Watch this space and I'll tell you where you can find it! :) So the victim in this chapter is Tessanoelle97's OC for reviewing. Remember every new reviewer gets either an OC or a 100 word sneak peek of the next chapter

31st July 2011. Quantico Virginia USA

AmeliaPOV

I woke up early at 6.00am. I dressed in some shorts and a tank top, pulling my hair into a bun and some trainers on my feet. I was going for a run; I was aiming to get around 5 miles or so in before I had to get ready for work. I took my iPhone and attached it to my armband; in case a 911 came in. I placed a change of clothes and my go bag in my car. Again just in case. I left my Apartment to begin my run.

I loved running; it cleared my head, the sound of my feet pounding against the pavement. The rush I felt when I pushed past the exhaustion. It exhilarated me.

The past month at the BAU had been amazing, and exhilarating, and busy. In that time, Spence and I had become best friends. We did loads together; mainly go to dinner after cases and give each other books. We even went to see the last Harry Potter together. I managed to convince Spence to open e-mail, Facebook and twitter accounts. He used them quite a bit. Both our Facebook's were littered with pictures of the pair of us doing lots of different things around the city.

I, however, wanted more. I wanted to know what it was like to feel his body pressed to mine, to feel my lips on his, my hands in his hair, his heart beating only for me. But, alas, it would never happen. Even though there was no actual policy to prevent agents from fraternizing, Strauss would probably fire me. She hated me, the feeling was mutual.

My run was just finishing when my phone rang, I answered it. "Hello?" I asked, catching my breath.

"Amelia? It's Hotch, we have a case we need you in immediately, and everyone else is here. How come you didn't answer your phone?" he asked, I knew I was on speaker.

"Sorry, I'm out on a run. Do I have time to change before coming in?" I asked

"No, you can freshen up once we're done briefing" he said, "This is an emergency."

"I'll be there in 10." I said, taking off in a run towards my car. I started the ignition and began the 5 minute drive to work from my running place. Good thing I pre-packed my car. I brought my bags up the offices, getting weird looks of other agents for my strange attire.

I walked into the conference room to see the rest of the team staring back at me.

"Looking good curlytop, how many miles today?" Morgan asked, winking.

"5, what's the case?" I asked, taking the file and sitting next to Spencer, not feeling or noticing his eyes as they roamed over my exposed legs and attire. I had no idea how Spencer's feelings mirrored my own almost completely.

"Okay, we're off to Washington State, four women were raped in four months then found a week after they were released from Hospital, apparently having committed suicide in various ways; overdose, wrist cutting, hanging, poisoning. The police all think this was caused by the same killer, due to the note that was left. It was the exact same for each victim. As they were in different towns all nearby each other, these cases weren't connected until now." Garcia said

"What's made them call us?" I asked, reading the file as I slipped on my glasses.

"We have a fifth rape victim under police supervision at Hospital. Jane Doe, she won't tell us her name, age, anything about herself. She refuses to speak to anyone and the Police are getting frustrated." JJ added.

"Wheels up in 10, Garcia you're coming with us. You'll have to change on the Plane Amelia" Hotch said, leaving to get his own go-bag.

I sighed, "Well this is just great. I'm off to Washington State in shorts." I joked as I headed back to my desk. I touched the picture of my parents, as I always did before a big case, before grabbing my things and heading with Spencer towards the air strip.

We reached the jet and took off in record time. It would take us three hours to reach Seattle, then another hour on a connecting flight to Sequim, where the murders were taking place. I immediately ducked into the tiny bathroom on the airplane, freshening up and changing into some more Washington appropriate attire. I emerged from the bathroom ten minutes later, feeling a lot cleaner. "So, what are we thinking?" I asked, immediately shutting all the blinds in my vicinity.

"It's hard to tell, the murders that are staged as suicides are each done in completely different ways. It's hard to pin down anything psychological when he keeps changing his MO." Spencer said, we had already eliminated the possibility of it being a woman due to the sexual aspect of the attacks.

"Okay, when we reach Sequim. Garcia, I want you to run Victimology, Rossi and I will go to the ME, Morgan; take Prentiss to the scenes of the 'suicides', JJ, start interviewing the victim's families. Amelia, take Reid and go to the Hospital. I want Reid to talk to the latest Jane Doe, see if you can manage to get any information out of her. If Reid can't get through to her, then give us a call, Amelia, I don't want you dealing with her. You've not had any experience." Hotch said

I leaned against the window, feeling myself fall asleep. Today was going to be long.

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