AN: uh... second chapter! yay! I think that this is a particularly awesome way to procrastinate. I'm still sort of finding my way around how to update and edit and stuff, so sorry about the typos in the last chapter, they should be fixed now. Thanks for reading!
I walked through the glass door into the BAU, with SSA Hotchner leading the way to his office. Once he had shut his office door behind us, he turned to me.
"I know who you are, and I know who you were Ms. Kirk. Needless to say, you already have the job. I assume you were briefed about why you were sent to join the BAU?" He asked.
"Yessir." I nodded.
"I assume you have also been told about the significance of your current address?" I nodded again. It wasn't by chance that my apartment was directly next to an FBI agent's. "Am I correct in saying you have a PhD in Psychology?"
"And a BA in sociology." I responded.
"Do you prefer Dr. Kirk or Ms. Kirk?" Hotchner asked. I told him that either was fine. During the meeting I was informed that until the buzz around me - or should I say, Suzanne Howard - died down, I would not be placed into the field or asked to profile, as I had no formal training for either. For what was estimated to be a month I would be working alongside Penelope Garcia and, when needed, I would be filing. I knew my alphabet pretty well, so the filing wouldn't be too hard, and from what I was told about Garcia, she seemed nice, if a little eccentric. I was right. As Hotch (I had been corrected. Apparently it was easier that saying 'Hotchner') introduced me to the team, Garcia was the one who stood out most. Her choice of colour combinations was something I could never pull off, but that she wore brilliantly. I knew immediately I would find it difficult working around Agent Morgan. Not because of his personality or how he acted, he seemed nice, but because of his name. It was going to lead to a very confused me. Damn my ability to choose the worst possible name for a situation.
"You didn't tell me it was the BAU you had an interview for." Reid's voice from behind me made me jump.
"Yeah, well, you didn't tell me you worked for the BAU. Or the FBI." But I had already known that. Marshal Dave told me about him on the journey from Vegas. Not in a creepy way, but just so I knew who I was living beside, and how I knew he could be trusted.
"I didn't think you needed to know, also, who leaves their keys with someone they've never met before? Statistically, the chance of being abducted increases if the individual has just moved to a new city, let alone giving the keys to a random stranger I-" I cut Spencer off
"I lock myself out. A lot. It's a bad habit. I can see you have a point about the need to know basis for the job thing, but as we live next to each other, and now work together, I think it highly probable that we will become friends, or at least learn to tolerate each other, wouldn't you agree Dr. Reid?" He nodded as I walked away with Garcia to her 'lair' as we affectionately called it.
"Alright, speak. I can't dig up anything on a Dr. Morgan Kirk with a PhD in Psychology and a BA in Sociology." Crap.
"I used to live in Vegas, if that helps your searchings? Why are you trying to look through my life?" Telling her I lived in Vegas wasn't a lie, I found it much easier to tell a slightly bent out of shape truth rather than a straight-out lie.
"I'm very protective of my babies. I like knowing who we are going to be working with." She had a point. If I had the hacking skills, I would probably be doing the same.
The profiling of the newest member of the team had begun mere moments after she had left with Garcia.
"She has anxiety. She bites her nails and fiddles with her rings more often than she should. She also avoids too much eye contact." Morgan deduced.
"If she has anxiety how did she make it into the bureau? Isn't there some form regulation that means they can't join?" JJ chipped in, still looking over a file, but feeling the need to join the conversation.
"Actually, it depends on the severity of the mental illness. Someone with autism for instance could join, so long as the autism wasn't overly severe. Someone with anxiety could join the bureau, given that the anxiety isn't severe or is being treated. But preferably both." Spencer answered. "And yes, she is showing the telltale signs of anxiety, most notable the nervous tic of biting her nails, but Emily bit her nails when she was nervous so we can't necessarily go on that alone." Reid continued. The profiling lasted far longer than it should, eventually concluding that Kirk was suitable for the job in the BAU, whatever that job may be.