Author's Note: Is Nate a killer? What's going to happy to him and Allison? Who wrote the note? Hmm..
Once seventh period was done, Allison headed to the Metro, note in hand.
She knew that she had to get to the BAU, and tell her dad about the note she received. She also knew that she couldn't talk about this over the phone.
Allison walked into the main lobby of building that housed the BAU and walked over to the security desk.
"Hey Mr. Walters," Allison said with a tight smile, when she reached the desk. "My dad back yet?"
"Not for another hour, but I'll call the team's Technical Analyst to come down and you can wait with her," Mr. Walters replied, looking at Allison, as he handed her a visitor's pass.
"Thanks Mr. Walters," Allison said taking the pass and clipping it to her backpack.
Mr. Walters called Garcia, told her about Allison, then hung up.
"So how much longer in the sling," Mr. Walters asked.
"About another month," Allison replied.
"That's sounds like good news," Mr. Walters stated. "So there a reason for your visit today, intending of waiting at home for him?"
"I wanted to see the team. I know that they had a hard case this past week," Allison said dismissively as she clutched the note even tighter.
Just then Garcia walked over to them.
"Hey sweetie. I could have picked up from school if you wanted to come here," Garcia said as they stepped into the elevator.
"Metro is quicker. And I'm not here to visit," Allison replied, handing Garcia the note.
Garcia read the note then said, "I'm calling your dad as soon as we get to the bullpen."
"No," Allison stated. "This can't be told over phone. I'll tell him once he gets here."
Garcia nodded, as the elevator came to a stop.
"The plane should be landing in about thirty minutes and entering the bullpen in another twenty," Garcia said as they stepped off the elevator.
As Garcia predicted, the team was stepping off the elevator fifty minutes later.
Garcia stopped Reid as he stepped off the elevator and said, "Allison is in the Conference Room, needing to talk to you."
"Is she okay," Reid asked concerned.
Garcia handed him the note and said, "She's scared."
Reid read the note, then sprinted off toward the Conference Room.
He entered the room and saw Allison sitting in one of the chairs, with her laptop in front of her.
"Who handed this note to you," Reid asked, scared for his daughter's safety.
"Julie Hassbrock in fourth period second English," Allison replied. "I don't know who wrote it though."
"Do you know if anyone is jealous of you in that class," Reid asked.
"They all hate me, because of what happened to Lavarious," Allison explained.
"I want a list of names," Reid said, sounding more like the FBI side of him, than the concerned father side of him.
"No one stays in the class long, because it's also an elective, and the numbers of students in the class range from thirty to forty all the time, but Garcia worked up a list of the ones who have been in the class since Lavarious' death," Allison explained, turning the laptop around to face her dad.
Reid read the names then asked, "Do you think this note is some kind of prank?"
"I-I want it to be, but I don't think it is," Allison replied,her voice wavering slightly.
"Well until we figure this out. I don't you want any where near Nate," Reid stated. "I'm going to tell the rest of the team."
Allison nodded, before placing her head on the table
The next day while Allison was standing in front of her locker, a girl walked up in to her and closed the locker.
Allison managed to back away before the locker door hit her.
She looked at the other girl and said, "What the hell!?"
"Get my note, Allie Reid," the girl asked.
Allison stared at the girl for a moment then asked, "Emma Harris?"
"Wow you're dumber than you look," Emma replied.
"Nate didn't kill that bully. He killed himself. The picture of the suicide note was all over Facebook and Twitter," Allison said, angrily.
"You think I'm afraid of you just because your daddy is in the FBI," Emma retorted. "He's just a hired nerd."
"He's not a hired nerd. He's the strongest man I know. You have no right to insult my Dad and accuse Nate of murder," Allison said defensively.
"Then I'll insult your drug addict prostitute of a mom," Emma replied smugly.
"Leave my family alone, before you wish you hadn't," Allison admonished.
"What are you going to do? Have you daddy bore me to death with useless facts about life," Emma mocked.
"No," Allison said, calmly. "I'm going to have his best friends Derek Morgan and Jennifer Jareau deal with you, then have Penelope Garcia get rid of all traces that you existed, such as medical records, birth records, social sites you're apart of and anything else she can find on you will be deleted."
"Who are they," Emma asked. "More nerds?"
"Google them and find out," Allison said as she walked away.
After school, Allison took the Metro, to the BAU again, to see her dad.
"I think I've figured out who sent this note," Garcia said to the team as they all stood around in the bullpen. "Her name is-"
"Emma Harris," Allison said cutting off Garcia
"I was going to say that," Garcia said quietly.
"Who's Emma Harris," Morgan asked.
"The popular girl and was Lavarious' last girlfriend," Allison stated.
"How do you now it was her," Reid asked, looking at his daughter.
"She came up to me after lunch and asked me if I had gotten the note, she then started being rude comments about Dad, Nate and Mom," Allison replied.
"Please tell you didn't antagonize the situation," Reid asked.
"Actually...," Allison trailed off.
"What did you say," Reid asked.
"I might of told her that Derek and JJ would kick her ass and then Pen would delete any trace of her existence," Allison said quietly, looking down at the floor.
Morgan, JJ and Garcia shared a few glances with each other, surprised how much she knew about them in just the few months she had lived in D.C.
"When she had no idea who I was talking about, I walked away telling her to use Google," Allison pointed out.
Everyone in the bullpen smiled, at how the fifteen year old handle the situation.
"I'd be happy to look into her past then delete it if I need to," Garcia stated.
"Don't delete it quite yet, Garcia, but look in to her life," Hotch said.
With that Garcia took off toward her office.