I was flipping through the case file working on my first report at a member of the BAU while we made our way back to Quantico. Almost everyone must have dozed off because all I could hear were the soft snores coming from behind me, not to mention Derek's iPod still continued to play but it was noticeably quieter because the lyrics were now harder to hear.
"Pulling an all nighter?" Dave asked placing a cup of coffee down in front me. "You're going to start making everyone else look bad for sleeping on the jet."
"I doubt I could make any of you look bad." I took a small sip of coffee almost expecting that I would need to get up and add a little more creamer but instead it was perfect. My eyes shot up to Rossi. "How did you know?"
"You're more like your father than you know; anyways it was a lucky guess."
"More than just luck I think." Raising my eyebrow to the senior agent I knew it was more profiling than guesswork when it came to the likes of David Rossi.
There was a brief silence that engulfed the plane; neither Rossi nor I knew what to say next so to make things more awkward we didn't really look each other in the eye until Dave casually cleared his throat.
"Alright kiddo, I'm going to get some rest," Dave said as he rubbed the bridge of his nose. Rossi got up from his seat and started making his way towards the back of the plane until he came to an aburt stop and turned to look back at me. "I suggest you do the same relatively soon."
A few minutes passed and I looked around the plane, everyone seemed to be passed out so I figured I'd better listen to Dave and do the same. I slipped out of my blazer to use it as a blanket and reclined my seat and shut my eyes.
Quickly I faded into a deep sleep realizing I was more exhausted than I had originally thought.
/0/0/
Everyone showed up to the office a little later in the morning since we didn't get into Andrew's Air Force Base until one o'clock in the morning meaning I didn't get back to my apartment until sometime around two. I actually would have gotten home earlier had I not gotten completely turned around in my own neighborhood.
The alarm clock seemed to go off too early in my opinion but the only thing that got me out of bed knew that after today I will have completed my first week as a member of the BAU. So with coffee in hand I was fully prepared for anything the day would throw at me, that was not including jokes and sarcasm.
"Hey," Derek yelled as I made my way over to my desk, "Looks like we didn't scare you away yet."
"More like you didn't scare her away." Emily rolled her eyes at Morgan, who was now looking incredibly offended by Emily's remark. "Though it's only been a week so be careful Sam."
Tossing my bag down on my desk I flashed Emily a quick smile, I was actually surprised how close Emily and I were getting. I had a good feeling that her and I could be really good friends. "Don't worry Emily, it'll take more than Morgan's mouth to keep me from coming back here."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Morgan asked looking over to Reid for a little back up. "You girls make it sound like I'm unbearable to work with. Reid, give me your take. Do I make things difficult around here?"
"You know what guys," Reid mumbled trying to stay out of this discussion. Something made me feel like they've been over this before and Reid wasn't going to give Morgan the answer he wanted to hear. "I actually have a lot of work to do."
Truth was that all of us had quite a bit of work that needed to be done in order to have some kind of weekend, even though we all had the chance of being called in at a moment's notice. With all that I hoped to get done this weekend I was praying that I wouldn't have to step into this office until Monday morning.
"Hey baby girl," Morgan
There was a woman dressed in a bright yellow dress with white polka dots walking into the bullpen area with a large grin on her face as Morgan called her over. To say she was not like any other person around here would have been a complete understatement considering she had blond hair and several streaks of bright pink framing her face. She looked like something you would see in a cartoon.
'Baby girl?' I mouthed quietly wondering if either Reid or Emily would fill me in.
"Hey cupcake," the blond giggled as she took a seat on the corner of Morgan's desk.
At this point I figured that the best thing to do was for me to keep my head down and keep on working, or at least pretend like I was working.
Everyone around me was saying hello to the woman and at some point I thought I heard Reid call her Garcia, which was so much more helpful that Morgan calling her 'baby girl.'
"So this is our newest family member?" the cheery Garcia asked, my head shot up to look at her when I realized I was the one Garcia was referring to.
"Yeah." Reid shook his head at us. "Garcia, this is Samantha Davidson from Chicago and Sam this is Penelope Garcia our-"
"The BAU's' technical goddess," Garcia interrupted, taking my hand. "Well, now we have two good things that are imported from Chicago."
"So you're the voice behind the phone?" I asked realizing I had heard her during a call from the case this week.
"Yup." Garcia beamed at me and the rest of the team. "I can find anything about anyone; I leave no rock unturned to bring you pretties home."
There was a warmth about Garcia's personality that seemed so inviting, especially with how dark and gruesome this job could bring, it was amazing how bubbly she was with all this team dealt with. She may have seemed a little quirky, but it must have been her way of dealing with what this job entitled.
"So," Garcia continued, this time talking to the rest of the team. "Are we all still on for tonight after work? I already talked to JJ and she said she could make it for at least on drink."
So the team was more like a family than I had thought since there were plans to head out after work. "How about it, Davidson?" Morgan asked taking me by surprise. I wasn't expecting to be asked to go out, after all I had only known them for a week, we barely knew each other.
"Eh," I groaned looking up at Morgan. "I really don't think that's such a good idea, after all I still have to find a permanent place to live."
It was the truth that I needed to find a place of my own, but I wasn't sure I felt comfortable to go out drinking with my co-workers even if this job made us live together for the most part. Also if I had a hard time finding my way home this morning I didn't want to think about putting a beer in my system.
"Alright." Morgan shrugged, clearly disappointed that he wasn't able to talk me into going out with the rest of the team.
"Alright?" Reid's mouth hung open in either shock or disbelief; something about what Morgan had said didn't sit well with him. "Every time I protest you always tell me to shut up and that I'm coming, why does she just get an alright?"
Morgan laughed as he turned his attention to a report on his desk, "Because genius, you've already got a place to live and she doesn't."
/0/0/
Everyone was heading out as I was just about to turn off the light at my desk and head for the doors, but then I noticed that I wasn't the only one going out to party on a Friday night. At the top of the stairs there was still a light shining in Hotch's office.
As I headed up the stairs I saw Hotch, his face buried in his hands gazing over a mountain of paperwork, he seemed overwhelmed. I just stood there, leaning in the doorway, for a couple of seconds watching Hotch before letting him know I was there.
"Good night, Hotch." Hotch jumped at the sound of my voice, we exchanged gentle smiles when our eyes met.
"Heading out?" He asked his eyes puffy and bloodshot like he had not slept in days.
"Yeah." There was an awkward silence that took over for few seconds. "Well," I began with a sigh, "I'll see you Monday."
Just as I was about to turn to leave Aaron called for me, "Hey, Sam."
"Yeah, Hotch?" I asked eyeing him suspiciously wondering what else was going on.
"You're doing a great job so far, keep it up."
My heart began to race and I felt a sudden rush of heat in my face before I gave Hotch one last smile. "Thank you very much, sir. I hope you have good weekend, and don't try to work too hard."
"Don't worry," he began, his eyes wondering to a picture frame on his desk, "I won't. I'm probably going to be heading out in five minutes."
Sorry for the delay in getting this chapter to you all my real life got in the way and before I knew it several weeks had flown by. Anyways I'm back and working on this story again, I still can't get over how many of you are enjoying this fanfic so I am writing this for all of you! So, now that we are done with all the introductions I think it is time to get this moving. I would love to hear from you guys.
Is Sam already feeling something for Hotch or is she just trying to give a first good impression? What is up with Rossi stepping in and looking over Sam like a father figure would?
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