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"Thank God it's Friday." Morgan said, sitting down at his desk, causing Spencer to glare at him. Morgan looked at him, confused.

"What?"

"It's my last Friday." He said, looking at his paperwork with a pout. Just like that was his last case.

"Have no fear, Garcia is here. And I hold juicy information about Reid's new team!" Penelope said, waving 5 files. Emily stood up.

"Let me go get JJ."

Garcia nodded, looking at her favorite little genius. "Aw, cheer up, sweetie. You got some hotties on your team."

Spencer gave her a look. "I'm not homosexual, Penelope, so considering who you think is hot, case and point: Morgan, is not who I would think is hot."

Penelope rolled her eyes. "Someone's grumpy for a Friday."

"His last Friday." Morgan corrected, trying to peak into the files. Penelope smacked his hand.

"We're waiting for Jayje. I have a whole presentation."

Morgan rolled his eyes and sat down. "It better be good."

Penelope raised an eyebrow. "When am I not good, my handsome chunk of creamy chocolate?"

Morgan grinned. "You have a point, my love."

Emily and JJ were back and Penelope grinned. She cleared her throat dramatically.

"Spencer's Unit!" She said. "The first member I'd like to share with you is a Mr. Gregory Stewart."

Penelope put down a picture a man in his mid-thirties with a shaved head, brown eyes. He had tan skin.

"He was born March 17th, 1972. He was born and raised in Las Vegas. He's married to a Kaleigh Fletcher and has twin toddler daughters, Elizabeth and Dayani.

"Dayani? That's Sri-Lankan." Spencer said, looking at the picture. The man could have been South Asian, maybe a mixed race.

"It is? It was his mother's name. As Elizabeth was Kaleigh's mother's."

"He joined the FBI at 28 years of age. Before that -"

"That's enough, move on to the hotties." Morgan said.

"One more thing. He goes by Grey. Why? I don't know, because he's obviously not grey-haired. You'll have to find that out, Reid."

JJ looked at him. He looked super depressed. She touched his shoulder, causing him to turn and look at him. He smiled a little before leaning into her touch. Penelope set down the next picture. This time, it was a woman, mid-twenties, curly brown hair.

"Ryan Williams, 24 years old age. She'll be 25 in a month. She's a New York native. She worked for the LAPD dispatch for five years and -"

"And she's a major hottie. Damn." Morgan said picking up the picture. "Is she single?"

"Single, no children." Garcia said, rolling her eyes. "She...uh, She lost her parents in 9/11."

Emily frowned. "How sad. She was just a kid still. Can you imagine losing both of your parents so young?"

Spencer shook his head, grabbing the picture from Morgan. He stared at her.

"You look any harder, you're going to burn a hole in it, kiddo." Penelope said, causing Spencer to look away, with a blush.

"Someone has a crush." Emily said with a chuckle.

"I do not!" Spencer said. "Who's next?"

"Jason Vence. He's your oldest team member at 40."

"That's not old!" Emily said.

Penelope ignored her. "He's from LA. Graduated from UCLA. He's a doctor too, Spencer. He worked for the CIA for a few years. How many, I couldn't...get. It's high security stuff."

"You couldn't hack it?" Morgan asked. Penelope looked at him.

"Do you want me to get arrested? Anyways, he's been with the FBI for a few years now."

Spencer looked at him, he was gray on the sides, with dark hair on top. He looked serious. "He's nothing like you."

Garcia smiled and ruffled his hair. "There's no one like me, sweet cheeks. Next is Billy DiMarrio. He's 33 and has one-"

"Oh my god. He's a definite hottie." Emily said, plucking up the picture. "He's 33?"

"and has one child. A son, Connor. He's seven. DiMario was in the Army-"

"No wonder he's so buff."

"Hey! I'm buff." Morgan stood up, pulling up his shirt, showing off his abs, causing Penelope to whistle.

"Damn, sweetie. We need to see them more often." She licked her lips while JJ and Emily laughed..

"Put your shirt down, Derek. You're going to give Pen a heart attack." JJ said.

"That's because I'm so sexy."

"Are you jealous, Derek?" Emily teased, causing the man to roll his eyes. "Go on, Penelope."

"He was in the Army for 8 years. He's been with the FBI for 6."

"What about the media liaison? Does he have one?" JJ asked.

"Sarah Black. She's 27 from Connecticut. She's single, no children. She's got a degree is Media Relations, but has only worked for the FBI for 2 years."

Spencer looked at her. She seemed nice, but she wasn't JJ. None of these people were his team members. He shook his head. This just wasn't fair.

"I don't want a new team." He said. "I don't want to go to Vegas and have a new team. It's not fair."

JJ rubbed his shoulder. "It's not like you're going to get rid of us. We'll visit you and Christmas is not that fair away. You can come back for your vacation."

Spencer's shoulders slumped. "But I'm... I'm going to be alone."

"You're goig to have a full team, Reid." Morgan said.

"And a familiar face." Penelope said, with a grin. "I never said my presentation was over."

Everyone looked at her confused. Penelope put down the last picture, causing Morgan and JJ to gasp.

"Elle?"