Thank you very much for all of the reviews and for all the alerts. This chapter is a little longer than most and some of it will be OOC. But it is fan-fiction after all. All mistakes are mine and mine alone. Just a reminder I make no money and the main characters are not mine, they are fun to play with and i will put them back when I am done playing.

"You know what, never mind about Penelope. Trust is earned and right now I haven't earned any from you, or you from me. I have nothing to hide from you and I suspect if you think I'm holding anything back, you'll just have Miss Penelope dig until she finds everything she can about me, right?"

"Trust is a big thing for us Tony." Rossi admits.

"I understand, how about the Cliff notes version, short sweet and to the point." When he sees Hotch nod his head sharply once he sits forward in his seat.

"My mother died when I was eight, my father took to drinking a lot more after that, he also took to letting his fists do his talking, mostly on me. That lasted until he disowned me and shipped me off to RMI, I was twelve. During that time my father ran my grandfathers business into the ground and started on his true calling of being a con man. I worked my way through college I also was lucky enough to get a scholarship for football, I also played basketball. I was good, good enough to go pro until a certain Brad Pitt, not the actor, took me out, good bye pro career hello bad knee."

Hearing that Morgan winced he knew all to well the pain that Tony is talking about.

"Graduated with a degree in Phys ed. I could have been a teacher or even got into a pro team to be a trainer. I couldn't, that would be like a diabetic working in a candy shop. Sheer torture. I applied to the police academy in Peoria and did well, until they found out that I came from money. The funny part was that I didn't have any at all. Hazing was bad, I put up with it. I was a uni then did good work I also kept my eyes and ears open. I moved on after two years, it was time to move. A person can take so much crud until he's had enough. Philly came next, that is where my real education came from. After about a year I did a little undercover work. I speak Spanish and Italian fluently and if I dye my hair I look very Italian. I was under for eighteen months, deep cover, that is were I got my gold shield. It wasn't safe for me to stay in Philly so I moved to Baltimore. I was there two years until Agent Gibbs came to town. His case crossed over into ours, mine and my partner's. When the case ended I left and applied to NCIS. It turned out that my partner was dirty. I can put up with a lot of things but being a dirty cop, agent it doesn't matter. You respect the badge. I've been with NCIS ever since. I got the plague, Y pestis, the woman sent a letter with genetically modified Y pestis to us. She was dying with a brain tumor. He daughter lied about being raped and the mother was out for revenge. My lungs are scarred really bad. I just have to be careful with colds, if I do get sick then I go see my pulmonologist, Brad Pitt. Yes the same man who destroyed my knee saved my life, he is one of my best friends now. Any questions?"

"You glossed over your time in Philly, like it was nothing. You helped bring down the whole Macaluso family no one was ever able to get as close as you got Tony. We use your case when we teach undercover techniques at the academy." Rossi shares with him.

"That was a really good gig. You made the rest of us look like amateurs at undercover work." Morgan tells him.

"I'm good at undercover, we all have masks we use to get through the hard times."

"Except yours are more developed. I read your file and you didn't lie. You also didn't reveal all the times you've put yourself between a suspect and a team member." Hotch tells him.

"I will always have my partner's back."

"So how do you like Agent Fornell?" Hotch asks him.

"Good agent, good man. He keeps trying to get me to come over to his team."

"Why don't you?" JJ asks.

"I've got twelve years in, eight more and I can retire. I'm too old and beat up to start at the bottom again."

"Tony you get offers all of the time, Tobias told me and not just from us." Rossi tells him

"Maybe one day I'll leave, when I've had enough of the politics where I am now. I've also learned that it is so much easier in life not to rock the boat. Just take things as they come."

"You know why you feel that way don't you?" Spencer asks joining into the conversation for the first time.

"It comes from self preservation Dr. Reid. From having the shit beat out of you for any incident that your drunk of a father imagined that you did or didn't do. But he is what he is, and he is my father."

"Do you still see him?" JJ asks.

"He breezes into town once in a while, usually when he needs something. So, um… do I pass?" Tony asks making sure he uses his best million dollar smile."

"For now." Hotch replies before turning his attention to the file he was reading.

Tony looks out of the window he always liked flying but flying in a small jet has its advantages. Leg room for one and tea made the way you like. He knew he was being watched he could feel the random looks as the team watched him from time to time.

Hearing his NCIS cell work he pulls it out. "Can I answer this on here?"

"Yes, it wont cause any problems."

He put the cell on speaker, he didn't want to start his time with the best profilers in the world by keeping things from them. Truth be told he was a little intimidated, they have a reputation of being mind readers.

"DiNozzo." he says out of habit.

'Tony, where did you put the." Tony hears shuffling of papers. "never mind I found it."

" What's wrong McGee?"

"We caught a case and Gibbs is living up to his nickname."

"There is a bottle of antacid and one of pain reliever in the right bottom drawer of my desk. Also don't flinch when Gibbs head slaps. It hurts more when you do."

"It's a bad case, Tony."

"How bad?"

"Female Captain, she was raped, sodomized and murdered. She was found in that small park near the strip mall by the marina. The thing is she was…"

"She was what Tim?"

"Her hair was shaved off and her breast were, it looked liked her chest was stomped on. She was violently assaulted Tony, it was awful, she fought back. She had a note in her pocket. The note said "If you act like a man you should look like a man. Bitch."

"Sorry Tim. We've seen worse."

"You should be here, not playing with the FBI." Tim says.

"I go where I'm ordered McGee."

"You should have said no, it's not like your educated enough to work with the best of the profilers in the world, they should have sent me. At least I went to MIT and Johns Hopkins." Tim yells at him bitterly with anger lacing his voice.

"Listen to me McGee, go look in the employee handbook the one you got at FLETC. Look in the second chapter, the third section is all about the chain of command. I was ordered to come here by Vance, and who ever else made the decision. Don't yell at me Agent McGee go ask Director Vance why you weren't chosen." the team looks at Tony and watch as he takes a deep breath. "This is your chance to prove that you're right McGee. You know, that I shouldn't be SFA that you should be because you have the degrees. After all I'm nothing but a cop with a Phys, Ed degree." He closes the call calmly then dials from memory, once again he puts the cell on speaker."

" Detective Esposito."

"How would you like to catch that rapist?" Tony asks without even greeting the man.

"You tell me how Tony and I'm buying at Angelo's"

"No need. Listen, you have to it my way."

"You've never let me down before, what do I do?" Tony can hear his friend grabbing a pad of paper.

"You know that little strip mall by the marina?"

"Yes."

"Go there take a few unis with you. You'll see a man sitting out front of the little sandwich shop. Roust him make it look good, but before you do whisper in his ear that I sent you. He'll go along with you, don't hurt him Marco, he was a cop, a good one too. Caught a round in his knee and a cop killer went through his vest, he's lucky to he alive. Bring him back to the station normal routine bring him to one of the back rooms."

"Okay what's so special about this guy?"

"He's your witness. Someone killed and dumped a body today in the small park right by there, I'll bet you my next month's pay he saw it."

"But Tony, that guy is blind. I've seen him he has a cane and wears sunglasses."

"Some detective you are, it's not a white cane and the tip is not red."

"Damn I never noticed."

"No one does, you remember the glasses and cane and assume the rest."

"Your rapist, raped again this time the victim died. From what McGee told me it was vicious. She was raped and sodomized, shaved head and had the same note in her pocket. He didn't bind her breast this time he stomped on them. She fought back I think that's why he killed her."

"God, he is getting worse."

"I know. Listen you're going to be getting a visit from Gibbs, he is going to demand the case saying it is a Marine that died. Give it to him don't put up a fight. Did the unis call NCIS right after they discovered she was a Marine?

"Yes, we didn't collect anything the unis just guarded."

"Even better, tell him that your plate is full and you appreciate him taking the case."

" Okay. You really think this ex cop saw him?"

"Yes I do. Two things really important first Mirandize the suspect as soon as he is in the interview room, English, Spanish, Mandarin, I don't care. If he says he is from Africa and only understands the clicking language find a translator, I don't want you to lose this case because the perp cries to the judge that he didn't understand his rights."

"Good idea, I hate it when judges buy that crap."

"Me too. Federal judges are worse." Tony shares with him.

"What's the second thing."

"Is Carol-Anne still working in the drug unit?"

"Yes she just came back last month they had a girl."

" After five boys I bet she was happy."

"I know her husband is, they both wanted a daughter to spoil."

"You're going to need her."

"Why her?" Marco asks.

"Because Kemosabe, Carol-Anne fits his type. She is beautiful, tall and has long hair and brown eyes. Sometime in the past some lady screwed this guy over, and if I had to guess your first victim did something to him or he witnessed her doing something to someone else."

"Okay. So now what?"

"Tell her that she has to look very feminine her hair down and her make-up and clothes like she was going out, she has to be her best. This is very important, she has to act like a super alpha female. When she comes into the room you have back off and address her as yes ma'am, play it for all your worth and if she can give you a dirty look for, I don't know, for a loosened tie, that would be better. Giving the appearance that she is in charge and not you."

"He's going to flip."

"I know. That's what we are counting on. Make sure that he is cuffed securely to the table and that the cameras are on."

"How sure are you on this?"

"Not. Just a hunch."

"Your hunches have pointed me in the right direction more than once. You finish that degree yet?"

"No I still need eight more credits and to write my thesis. Maybe the powers that be will take pity on me and count all my hours on the job instead."

"That would be great. I hope they do for your sake." Marco tells him.

"Tell me how are the other victims doing?" Tony asks softly.

"I gave them the name of the counselor that you gave me. I also told the husbands that they should go to the counselor too. That it would help with the anger that they are feeling. And that it would help their wives as well."

" Good I'm glad. One more thing, can you please." Tony says then he changes into Italian and speaks rapid fire telling his friend what he needs.

"I'll see what I can do."

"That's good then. I got to go I'm somewhere over Kansas right now and I need to make one more call. Let me know how things turn out will you?"

"Of course."

Tony looks at the members of the BAU and can see that they are jumping at the bit to talk to him, so he hold up one finger. Just letting they know that he need a few minutes more.

"Balboa."

"It's Tony, I need a favor."

"Is this favor going to bring me into your bullpen. Because Gibbs is being a class A bastard today and by you not being here to deflect his temper he's worse."

"Tim is there he is getting the chance to prove himself, I say let the chips fall where they may. I only agreed to a month but judging from the call I got from McGee a few minutes ago, I just might do the whole damn tour of the FBI. That might just take a year maybe two if I'm lucky."

"You just want to see Tim suffer."

"Actually I want Tim to have his eyes open to some ugly truths."

"Fair enough. What do you need?"

"The Probie in Gibbs' team, can you please make sure she gets fed and watered. You know how Gibbs gets and McGee, well he's still learning to stand up to him. The TAD will be out of his element."

"No problem Tony I like the new Probie. I'll even make sure she gets walked."

Tony and the rest of his new team members were left listing to a soft laugh as the call was closed.

He turns his attention back to his temporary team, he smiles and waits.