A/N: This is the introduction to my OC, the story unfolds in the next chapter. ENJOY!

Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds, CBS does! I do own Cameron Mansfield.

Cameron Mansfield hadn't expected Virgina to be this cold, even if it was January. As she stepped into the FBI headquarters she scolded herself for deciding to walk all the way from her hotel.

She looked around, so this is what an FBI training base looks like? Stepping into an elevator she unbuttoned her coat and rubbed her hands together to warm them up. She was certain that her long chocolate colored hair was a mess from the wind and that her fair cheeks were probably bright pink. She shrugged to herself, you aren't here so people can have something pretty to look at.

The elevator doors opened out onto the BAU's fortress-like bullpen area, everyone was busy and in an early morning rush. She got a few looks from several agents, nothing new to her. Not wanting to disturb anyone or bring too much attention to herself she decided to look around until she found Aaron Hotchner's office.

In his office Hotch was sitting at his desk in the middle of a conversation with his the head of security when there was a quiet rapping at his door.

"I'll have to call you back," he said hanging up the phone. "Come in."

He knew who it was and when she opened to door he was not disappointed. It seemed like it was five years earlier and she was walking into his office at the New York D.A.'s.

Smiling brightly she walked over to his desk and he shook her hand. "How've you been?" He asked.

"Fine, I left California." She answered.

"Right I heard, and moved back to New York. Actually, I'm surprised to see you here. I never thought you'd leave the perfect job." Hotch eyed her carefully.

"Yeah well, you know…"

Hotch didn't really know, but he respected her desire to keep her private life private. It wasn't his place to intrude.

"Welcome to the BAU. I think you'll do quite well here. There are a few formalities we have to go through including a psych eval—"

Cameron cut him off, shaking her head, "Aaron, I'm sorry but what exactly did Dr. Edwards tell you?"

Hotch frowned, take aback. "I'm not sure what you mean?"

Cameron sat down in a chair across from him, biting her lip, "Aaron, I'm not here to join the team. I'm bringing you a case and hopefully assisting you in Missouri."

Hotch looked confused, "I'm sorry, I thought you weren't working?"

"I'm not, but I don't want to work here." She said firmly.

"Are you su—"

"Yes I'm sure. But enough about me. What's going on with you?"

Hotch reflected silently, if Cameron wasn't joining the FBI she might be the only person who could help Reid without putting his career in jeopardy.

"Aaron?" Cameron got his attention again. "You should know better then to hide things from me. Something is weighing on your mind. And I'm guessing, you could use some help."

He smiled, she was as good as the rest of them. "Off the record, we have a drug problem, Dr. Reid has been using for several months. Now I haven't acknowledged the problem because he'd lose his job, you see?"

She nodded and he continued, "You were a rehab counselor after you left the NYPD, I could use the help."

She had experience but she wasn't sure if she had the emotional strength to deal with someone else's problems. After all, she was here to hide from her own.

Cameron wrung her hands nervously. She had never been able to ignore the right thing to do. She caught herself off-guard when she answered, "I'm in. Hopefully I can help him."

Hotch nodded gratefully, "Let me introduce you to my team." They rose and walked towards the door and Cameron knew that she was in for a train wreck.

Not if I can help it.

A/N: Let me know what you think, please read and review!!