-A/N Thinking about finding myself a beta for this one. Being not all too familiar with America/Canada/OOC-tendencies/Grammar/Spelling/Tenses and Google can only help me so far. So if you'd like the job, just lemme know

Previously:

"You've got PTSD?"

"Not anymore, had some from the war but it's gone mostly." 'Wow, he doesn't pull any punches does he.' Zoë thought.

"Nightmares?"

"Nightmares" Zoë confirmed. Ed nodded and walked back towards the car. Zoë stared at him for a second in disbelief of what just happened and then followed him.

…

They just finished debriefing, Zoë was just about to leave the conference room when Greg asked her to stay.

"Welcome to the team." She smiled at him.

"Thanks, but I'm not there yet. Gotta do those tests first."

Greg nodded. "That you do, I can do your psych and tactical. Ed will do the physical and shooting." He took another look at her file. "But being a sniper, the last shouldn't be a problem."

"I hope not, but I definitely need some help with the tactical. Not my strong suit."

He extended his hard for her to shake it. "See you at six a.m. for you physical."

Her eyes grew a little wide at that. "Six huh. Great. No more sleeping till six-thirty then."

"You usually get up at six?" Greg was shocked. Why would anyone willingly get up at six. Everyone he knew who did it, only got up that early when they had to.

"Yeah, running in the sun isn't my favourite pastime. So I go out before the sun does."

"Remember, Ed will be here at six. He hates it when people are late." And with that Greg entered the locker-room.

…

Zoë was awakened by her alarm. She turned around, looked at it and grunted. "A quarter to six. Damn job.." When she set her alarm last night, she decided she didn't need the run. So that'd buy her another 30 minutes of extra sleep. She figured she would get enough of an exercise with Ed. She got up and made herself a small and healthy breakfast. She didn't eat too much on purpose. When she had her first army-training back home, they trained her so hard she threw up after a couple of hours off running.

After she had found a parking spot in the visitors area, she didn't have her own spot yet, she went up to the desk to find it empty. She looked around for a little bit and checked her watch.

"Right on time." It was Ed, walking up behind her.

"Thought for a minute you would leave me hanging."

"You can change in the locker-room, see you in the gym in 5." Ed walked past her towards the men's locker-room.

'So, he doesn't like me.' Zoë thought to herself. She entered the locker-room and found it rather small. "Guess there aren't many women doing this job." She said out loud to herself. "And now I'm talking to myself. Great." She shoved her jeans and shirt in her gym bag and took it with her to find the gym. When she got there Ed was sitting at a bench, he had some papers in front of him.

"So tell me, what hell are you going to put me through?" She really wanted her team, especially her team-leader, to like her. And so far, her team-leader didn't like her. At all.

"We're going to start with 2, see if you can still walk after that." Ed sounded like he seriously doubted that she could. He looked into her file and read that she was former military. But she had quit over a month ago. And he knew that if she'd been sitting on her ass for a month, she was going to have trouble with this. "The first is running, standard for men is 5K in 25 minutes. Because you're a girl you can do it in 35."

"On a treadmill?" Treadmill's were always much easier, the underground is even and you can set the machine for a certain speed. You just have to follow it.

Ed nodded. "Think you're gonna pull it off?"

"Yeah" In the mornings she did 10K in 50 minutes. So 35 should be easy, right?. "Can I put some music on?"

"Think you're going to be able to put music on while you're chasing an unsub?"

She rolled her eyes and programmed the machine so that she would have run 5K in under 25 minutes.

"Go" It was Ed, letting her now that he had started the stopwatch.

"You sure? 25 minutes is pretty tough if you've been.."

"I haven't been sitting on my ass Ed. I can do it. Or would you rather I fail?" Ed looked at his papers for a second before looking back at her. "I get it, I'm replacing a friend that you lost. I wish he just retired, because it will always be different. I'm not trying to replace him, Ed. I'm just trying to earn my spot in this team." She completely forgot the fact that she was supposed to be running.

"I would start running if I were you." Zoë quickly pressed start.

…

"5K, done." She slowed her speed down to a little over a walk. "So, how'd I do?"

Ed looked at his stopwatch. "Pretty good. 27 minutes. Even with the talking."

"So, do I get a 5 minute break or do you want to do the next thing now?" He looked at his watch.

"You get a 10 minute break, Sam will be your unsub for hand to hand combat. He usually comes in at a quarter to seven."

She picked up her bottle of water and drank it with small sips. If you drink too much too fast, it'll only come back up. It was indeed a quarter to seven when Sam arrived, Ed went to talked to them and they returned a little over 5 minutes later.

"So, Zoë. Ready to get your ass kicked?" It was Sam, walking up to the mats.

"Wouldn't be too sure about that if I were you, Braddock."

"Ok, you are going to have two rounds with Sam. First he is going to be an average unsub. Second he will be an unsub who had military training or Martial Arts experience.." It was Ed, with his clipboard in hand.

"So, second he'll do the best he can to kick my ass?" She looked over to Sam, trying to assess his fighting capabilities. And not liking what she thought to be true.

"You bet I am." He handed her handcuffs. "Your goal is to cuff me."

Zoë put the handcuffs in her sweatpants-pocket and took off her shoes and socks. Sam, who was wearing sneakers, looked at her incredulously. "No shoes?"he asked her.

She just smiled. "And give you a chance at winning? No way." They put on their gloves They took their placed on the mats and waited for Ed's signal.

She had under 5 minutes to kick his ass. She wasn't nervous, that was until Ed gave them the ok. Sam now knew why she took of her shoes, she was light on her feet without them. She was able to dodge every punch and kick he was throwing her. Of course he was in 'average-unsub'-mode. She wasn't so sure about that round. She was able to take him down, held him down on his stomach and cuffed him. Ed stopped the clock. "Four and a half minutes. Could've been faster though."

She and Sam were both panting a little. "But it's too fun to do it fast." Sam stood up and turned towards her.

"Can you un-cuff me?" She smiled and signed for him to turn around so she could un-cuff him. And put the cuffs back in her

"Ready for round two?" It was Ed.

They both nodded and took their places again. She was able to dodge a couple a punches and kicks, even got to hit Sam a couple of times. But she lost her balance when he avoided one of her kicks and he tackled her. Turned her so she was on her stomach, grabbed her cuffs and cuffed her.

He got up and grabbed her arm to help her up. "You are under arrest, everything you say can and will be used against you." She just smiled at him.

"Funny, now.. Un-cuff me will you?" He looked towards Ed and they both shrugged.

"We don't have the keys." Ed said.

"It's in my sweatpants-pocket. Just get it, and un-cuff me." She said in an I-don't-think-this-is-so-funny-anymore-tone.

"I think that would be sexual harassment? Don't you Ed?" Sam smiled at her.

"I think Greg's got an extra set of keys." It was Ed, "He should be around here somewhere."

"Are you serious?" She definitely didn't think this was so funny anymore. "Is this a hazing? Are you hazing me?"

"Just wait till you're part of our team. Now, if you ever want to get out of those cuffs."

She rolled her eyes at them and walked away, her hands cuffed behind her back.