(OC POV)

"Ugh, explain to me again why we're going to Virginia?" I whispered softly as I leaned my head back against the headrest of my reclined seat, scowling when my brother chuckled and laid his arm across the back of my seat and leaned towards me.

"Something to do with a Jack the Ripper wannabe hunting down FBI agents." he whispered before pulling away and talking to a stewardess as she stopped to ask what he wanted, a satisfied hum leaving me when I felt his fingers gently message my scalp to sooth the headache I was currently enduring.

"Water, please." I murmured sleepily with closed eyes when I heard the stewardess ask him if I would like anything as well, a chuckle leaving my brother before he confirmed what I wanted and the woman went on her way with a laugh.

"Sleep sister, we will be there when you wake." his voice murmured in my ear as he pulled my head to rest against his chest softly, a hum leaving me in agreement as I shifted to get more comfortable before I slowly dropped into nothingness.

(The Next Morning)

(Third-Person POV)

The BAU team was bickering slightly among themselves as they waited for Hotch to leave his office anxiously, Garcia seated at the edge of Morgan's desk and throwing in her own opinions about the latest development. Reid was quietly shifting through his paperwork in an attempt to distract himself from their conversations, sighing in defeat as he turned in his chair to watch as Morgan and Garcia went back and forth about who their guest was. Rossi and Cruz were talking amongst themselves as they both watched the elevator with a curious gaze, already knowing who was going to walk through the doors because of the private meeting they had with Hotch the evening before. J.J was perched on the edge of Reid's desk talking to Blake who was seated on her own desk next to her, the blond trying to redirect Blake's attention to the office party instead of the mysterious guest everybody was curious about.

"I think it's some super secret strike team sent in to help us on our next case that will be action packed and dangerous." Morgan said with a satisfied smile as he leaned back in his chair to get more comfortable, Garcia scoffing as she rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest with an exasperated expression.

"I doubt it chocolate thunder, it's probably just someone higher up in the food chain checking on us. It's the more logical situation, right boy wonder?" the tech analyst said as she turned her torso to stare at Reid with an expectant eyebrow raised, said boy wonder widening his eyes as he rose his hands in defense and shook his head when all eyes turned towards him as well.

"Leave me out of this." he murmured before the elevator dinged to alert everyone that someone was coming up, Hotch leaving his office at the same time causing everyone to tense up in excitement. When the doors opened everybody jumped up out of their seats to see who it was in there hiding, exhaling sounds of disappointment when it was just another office worker who looked surprised.

"That was a total buzz kill." Morgan muttered as he dropped back into his seat with a defeated expression as a slight pout came to his lips, Garcia laughing at the sight before she played with his bottom lip while making kissy noises to mock him. He glared at her before trying to bite her finger that was on his face without permission, a squeak leaving her before she pulled the offended finger to her chest with a glare at him.

"Whoa." Rossi said quietly as he looked at the spot next to the elevator doors with eyes widened in wonder, everybody looking at him in confusion before following his gaze to where the stairwell stopped.

"Holy shit." Morgan muttered as he watched two people walk out from the stairwell doors with smiles towards each other, the man wrapping an arm around the woman's shoulders as he pulled her into his side and kissed her hair gently. The man was about 6'6 with muscles bulging out of his tight black short-sleeved v-neck, black cargo pants covering his legs though the pockets seemed empty at the moment. His black hair was spiked and in a organized mess and the bottom half of his head was shaved, bright green eyes and a perfect smile with dimples emphasizing his chiseled features. A colorful tattoo was peeking out from beneath his shirt at the back of his neck though it was well hidden, a watch on his wrist and a simple chain necklace around his throat while small silver hoops adorned his ears. Garcia practically swooned at the sight of the unbelievably handsome man walking through the doors, Morgan glaring at him just because he caught her attention like he believed only he could possibly do. The woman was a different story all together because the women of the team envied her, while the men practically drooled at the sight of her with the expectant exception of Hotch. She had curly black hair that reached the bottom of her back in silky smooth ringlets, bangs sweeping across her forehead and curled behind her ear with the rest of her hair. Like the man her features were chiseled but were much more feminine in appearance, dimples appearing at her perfect smile as her bright green eyes looked up at said man. She was wearing black skinny jeans tucked into high-heeled black leather boots, a tight short-sleeved v-neck adorning her upper half and tucked into her jeans. A watch adorned her delicate wrist and a pair of silver hoop earrings larger then the males were in her ears, resting around her throat was a silver chain with a small locked attached and sitting on her collarbone. Her waist was surprisingly small and her hips flared out beneath it while her muscled thighs evened it out, her chest threatening to rip the shirt apart in an attempt to be seen making the men drool even more. Underneath her shirt was an obviously flat stomach probably toned and tanned like the rest of her, a tattoo peeking out from the back of her neck that looked suspiciously like the male's tattoo beside her. Morgan drooled over the thought of what she might look like beneath all the clothes, Garcia becoming annoyed now as she smacked his arm and glared at him from behind her glasses.

"Everybody, meet our special guests!" Hotch called out as he clapped his hands to rip everybody from their assessment, or appraisal if you want to be truthful, of the people that just entered the office happily. The man and woman were now standing side by side, though not touching, and seemed to appraise the team as much and the team appraised them not a minute ago. All was silent before the woman giggled and the man rolled his eyes and looked at her in exasperation.