I really don't like Seaver. A little AU on Reid's (and Seaver's, really) part, but she needs to go. Blame ReidFanatic for this one, as she inspired me to rebel with her own Scolded!Seaver fic.

AGM-Not Necessary

Ashley Seaver sat down opposite of Spencer Reid, her eyes downcast. She had been terribly wrong about the little autistic boy, and although she was glad she had been, she was also upset that she had made such a stupid mistake. On top of that, she had insulted one of the finest members of the BAU all in the same day. She shouldn't have told him to stop talking and that she regretted asking him the question in the first place. Sighing, she lifted her eyes and waited for him to look back up. Once his large eyes met hers, she nervously began her apology. "I'm sorry about this morning-"

"Not necessary," Reid mumbled, looking back down at his book. "You were out of line, and you know it. That's all that matters. We've all made mistakes, but the significant part is admitting it."

"If I hurt your feelings-" Once again, though, Reid cut her off.

"Stop it," he warned through gritted teeth. "Half-ass apologies will get you nowhere in this job, and neither will worrying about other people's feelings; under the circumstances in which you are here, I'd mind my own business if I were you."

"And what circumstances would that be, Dr. Reid?" she asked as she glared at him.

"Your father was a serial killer; the BAU used you to solve the case. When JJ was forced out, they allowed you to stay because they thought that you were smart and could be helpful. My team knew better, though, and we all knew you'd be less than helpful. So far, I'd say we were right."

Fuming, Seaver clenched her fists and glared back at Reid. "And what is that supposed to mean? That I'm an idiot? That I'm in your team's way-"

"Actually, Seaver, it means just that," Hotch said as he came up from the aisle-way. "All that you've shown us is that you need us to hold your hand through every case you'll be on and that you are not ready to be a profiler." He paused, glancing from Reid to Seaver. "In the history of the BAU, there's only been one exception to the rules against mandatory training. That exception, Seaver, was Dr. Reid. You're not him, and he is at a higher ranking than you."

"Isn't it Cadet Seaver?" she scoffed.

Hotch glared down at her the way that only Hotch could, making the younger agents visibly cringe. "If you are going to be working with my team, you will be addressed as Seaver. As far as I'm concerned, you're not a BAU agent, and if I called you cadet on the field the officers we work with might feel your presence as hurtful rather than helpful." Then he turned his attention completely to Reid. "Would you mind helping me for a second, Agent Reid?"

Smirking down at Seaver, he snickered as stood up. "Of course, sir." Then, without looking back, Reid and Hotch walked away.

"Thanks Hotch," he smiled, blushing all the while.

"I didn't say it for you," Hotch frowned. Spencer grinned back, and Hotch couldn't help but let a smile twitch on his lips. "Come on," he started, patting Reid's back, "we have work to do."

~* AGM *~

BTW, it would have been Cadet Seaver, I think, but *Shrugs* I was venting against her and made her more bitchy than she probably is…