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Casey heard a soft faint whisper: 'wake up,' 'wake up'. She rolled over burying her face into her pillow, and one second later the first notes of 'Let It Rock' were blasting in her ear. She immediately jerked upright accidently hitting Emily's head on the way. Emotional confusion rushed over her. She wasn't sure what emotion to show first: the pain, shock, relief, or guilt.
She shouted "Sorry! I'm up. Ouch. Dang that's loud!" all at once in a jumble rush.
Emily looked confused, but laughed, "Okay. Get dressed; you seemed tired so I let you sleep in late. Come on, we have to be there in a half an hour."
Casey slipped off the couch and then looked in her bag for something to wear. She ended up pulling out a pair of skinny jeans, a white belt with a big neon orange star on the front, a plain black t-shirt, an orange black striped loose button up shirt, and black converse shoes. She headed towards the bathroom and got changed. It took her five minutes to get changed, two minutes to brush her hair, another two minutes to brush her teeth, and one minute to wash her face and a couple seconds to make sure she had money and her cell phone.
"Exactly ten minutes. I'm impressed!" Emily said, smiling when her cousin joined her in the SUV.
"Why thank you Emily. Should I join the Olympics?" she joked.
Emily and Casey laughed. It was silent for a while longer, Casey still smiling. She missed hanging out with her cousin.
"So who's gonna be there?" Casey asked, trying to sound excited.
Emily thought for a minute, "No doubt JJ, Garcia, and Morgan will be there. There's a good chance Reid and Rossi will be there too. But Hotch probably won't."
They were turning into a parking lot in front of a small diner. Emily parked and they both got out of the large SUV. Emily and Casey started walking to the front door when Casey noticed one of the blinds on a window was pulled slightly up. Behind the window, she saw JJ pointing at her and talking to Morgan, Garcia and a couple of other people she didn't know. She just smiled, looked away like she hadn't seen them and shook her head.
Before Emily opened the door, Casey asked Emily in disbelief, "Did they deliberately sit by the front door and open the blinds to watch us arrive?"
Casey pointed to the window and Emily glanced over. "Yes, pretty much. The team can be extremely curious to the point of being obnoxious."
Emily grinned at Casey and pulled open the door with a chime. They both walked in and took a left turn towards where they had seen the team sitting. The team looked over and they all stood up at once. Emily walked calmly in front of Casey until they reached the table.
"Hey everyone, this is my cousin Casey." She stepped aside and gestured at Casey behind her.
Casey gave a friendly smile, scanning all of their faces. The one she met at the airport wasn't there; he could be in a different department or in another BAU team.
She got lost in her thoughts until Emily brought her back, saying, "Casey, you met Morgan, Garcia, and JJ already."
Casey nodded in agreement and shook their hands again, reaching over the table. "Yep. Nice to see you guys again."
Emily continued with the introductions, "This is David Rossi."
Casey shook his hand too.
"Nice to meet you Casey, call me Rossi," he said with a hint of a smile.
"Nice to meet you too, Rossi," Casey smiled.
Emily then turned her eyes towards Reid, "And this person here is Dr Spencer Reid."
Casey was still smiling, "Nice to meet you Dr Reid," Casey said shaking Reid's hand, her hand somewhat sore from all the hand shaking.
"You may call me Spencer or Reid. They are both commonly used by my friends and colleagues. Spencer is mostly used by both friends and colleagues, while Reid is used only by my colleagues."
Casey's eyes narrowed. She wasn't sure if she should ask him how old he was, her mouth opened then immediately shut. It would have been a bit too rude she decided. They all sat down. Most of the breakfast went like a friendly interrogation:
"So where are you from Casey?" Rossi questioned.
"L.A…well, L.A. County, not like in L.A., L.A. but like…umm…yeah," Casey coughed awkwardly and they all smiled.
"So you're twelve?" Reid inquired.
"Yeah."
A waitress with too much perfume and makeup caked on came over to the table, handing out menus.
She pulled out a notepad and pen, asking, "Can I get you people anything to drink?"
They went around the table ordering, first JJ, then Rossi, Reid, Morgan, Garcia, Emily, and last Casey.
"Two coffees. Just got a text from Hotch he says he's on his way."
"Coffee."
"Coffee."
"Coffee."
"Coffee."
"Coffee."
"Dr. Pepper."
Casey looked up from her menu to see the entire team stare at her in shock. "What?! I like ," she insisted.
They all shrugged and went back at their menus. Casey is about to lay down her menu when she hears a man's voice behind her.
"Sorry I'm late."
Casey turned around to see the tall man she met at the airport. She stood up politely as Em did the same.
"Casey, this is Unit Chief Aaron Hotchner, this is my cousin Casey."
Casey shook his hand firmly, "Nice to see you again Agent Hotchner."
She saw the team gawk at her in disbelief and shock.
Morgan was the first to speak, "Again? What do you mean?"
Casey turned to face Morgan, "I met him at the airport. He got my heavy bag off the baggage carousel for me. Then I saw his FBI badge so I told him who my cousin was. He acted a bit weird."
They all grinned. Casey turned towards Hotch, "No offense but you kinda scared me," she admitted.
Hotch showed a grim smile when everyone started laughing and then sat down on the chair next to Casey. Every time someone spoke it was another question for her:
"What grade are you in?"
"Going into seventh."
"Do you want to go to college?"
"Of course."
"Do you already know what college? And what for?"
"Stanford, and I want to become a prosecutor."
"Hotch used to be a prosecutor."
"Awesome," Casey said excitedly.
And so the conversation continued.