"My twin sister!"He said it so matter of factly, like he didn't just drop a huge bomb of information. In all of their minds one thing came to mind, that it was the Spencer innocence at play again.
They thought this would be hard to get out of him but it seems not. Garcia went to say something but Hotch held up his hand effectively silencing her again.
A twin?" Morgan gasped out. "Which one is the evil twin and which is the eviler twin?"
Everyone laughed harder.
Spencer just glared.
"I'm obviously the eviler twin, Derek, or would you like me to show you how evil I can be?"
The young genius was obviously ready to start something right then and there but Hotch stopped him cold.
"That's enough," he stated in his Unit Chief voice. When Spencer dared to make eye contact, The older man stared at him for a moment before he prompted him to continue, "Would you care to explain exactly what you mean by that?"
Spencer swallowed audibly. This was really, really bad."Athena Grayson is my older twin sister."
"Why are we just now hearing about this?" JJ asked, confused.
The doctor turned to look at the blonde standing in front of him."You have yours secret Jennifer. I have mind."
JJ looked hurt by his answer.
"Yeah, how the hell did you keep a twin sister a secret?" Rossi asked. "I would think that is the kind of information that the FBI would need to know."
"Well...the FBI already knows. He's in a personnel file."
"When were you going to be ready to say something?"Prentiss asked
"Never?" Spencer ventured.
Morgan looked incredulous.
Spencer knew this day would come soon enough. He wasn't ashamed to be a twin or for people to know he had a sister, he was just trying to compartmentalize. He felt that if his sister didn't know about his work and his coworkers didn't know about his sister, he could keep his personal and professional lives separate. The last thing he wanted was to expose his other half to the horrors he saw daily.
Spencer kept his eyes glued to his table top though, clearly, to Derek anyway, feigning work. This frustrated the agent, but he did his best to keep a cool attitude, for he didnlt want to be another.thing troubling his friend. He calmly tried again to gain Spencer's focus, but he was ignored once again.
Derek let out a frustrated sigh let him try to think of a decent way to talk to his colleague. I t's a strange feeling for Derek Morgan, not knowing what to say, or how to say it. He has always been quite the charmer, cool and smooth with everything he does, but its different with Spencer. lt's like he's trying to prove something to the doctor, and he hates it. It' s like not having control over yourself. He tries to say one thing, then something else comes out and he finds himself blushing, and Derek Morgan does not blush. He just can't make sense of it.. well, he can, but he refuses to believe what he knows to be true, up until recently.
The moment he realized the feelings he had toward his friend, he had found himself staring at him again. Spencer had been laughing at something, unknown to Derek, that Garcia had said, and when
their eyes locked, Derek could feel his face heat up let it involuntarily scrunch up into a rather bashful smile. Their exchange was intense and intimate; but when Spencer had sent Derek a tentative smile making his eyes crinkle, and a warmth filled his chest did he realize what was
happening.
That had been a few months ago, nothing has really changed on that aspect. Derek's feelings have developed, and he keeps telling himself that he's talk to him but this never happened. He just isn't ready to confront his feelings yet. It's a lame excuse, and he knows it, but he honestly isn't sure how Spencer would react, and he can't bear the thought of losing his best friend. When everyone walk way to their desks, Morgan turns to him.
"Why didn't you tell me man?" Morgan asked.
"lt's complicated. "Reid replied trying to convince himself."I know I don't make sense but when I started with the ΒΑU I thought that if I could hide my sister from you all, I could hide her from the unsubs, from everything we deal with. I knew that if I blurred the lines between work and home my job would take over everything. I needed that separation, the ability to turn it all off when i went home."
"My sister, the only person I have left who I know will never leave me"
People had abandoned the young doctor, they had let him down. First of all his father who abandoned his schizophrenic mother with a 10-year-old child, Gideon, who left him having left behind only one letter and without explaining the reason. His mother was locked up in an asylum in Las Vegas, losing her mind every day , he was afraid that one day he would go to visit her and his mother would not recognize him and it would not be some episodes of her but it would be permanent. People used him and when they got what they wanted, they left but never Athena. His crazy and sarcastic older twin sister.
Athena Reid was born exactly 1 minute and 27 seconds before Spencer Reid . They were completely different in all but mind. One with pale skin, bright mind and brown eyes, the other with dark, wavy hair and bright green eyes that seemed to know the secrets to the universe. They both did. Deductions were flung between the siblings, languages created, scores kept. They spent every moment together. They didn't know they were any different. School was a disappointment for them both and they held the other up, protected themselves with each others.
"Reid, man, I can understand why you never told about your sister's existence, but you can trust us" Morgan said with a straight face.
Reid froze for a second, then started laughing, "Trust you?"He spat."I made this mistake once and I don't make it again, Morgan. I got over Prentiss' fake death but I can't pass over their behavior and yours. Prentiss and Jennifer are trying to manipulate me and make me feels guilty into forgive them but I won't, and of course their comments don't help. Hotch apologized for his behavior and for the whole plan, but that doesn't mean I've forgiven him."
Morgan frowned but he didn't reply. It's been really difficult for Morgan to get over Prentiss' death. He blamed himself even though it was the Doyle's fault.
Morga placed his hand on Reid's shoulder. "I know, I've talked to the girls about their behavior, but they don't listen to me."
Reid gave him an evil smirk." Don't worry I can handle them but Athena is the person who I can't be able to fi this going to far."
Sister
Sister
Older sister
Twin older sister
Reid's sister
Sister
Sister
The word had been dominating Hotch' mind for the last 2 hours. He was still trying to process the fact that a woman like her, sassy, sarcastic ,without any respect for authorities, the woman who made him lose control was the sister of his youngest subordinate, Spencer Reid. Their awkward, antisocial and shy doctor.
The woman who hit one of his agents.
The woman who flirted with him last night at the bar.
The woman who insulted his agents.
The woman who knew about national security issues.
A woman who dared to challenge him in front of people and in front of his colleagues.
Speaking of national security issues, Hotch had to have a conversation with Reid about this topic
Aaron made his way out of his office, watching as soon as he opened his door to see Reid instantly stop his spinning and smile innocently with Morgan. Hotch kept his hard-boss face on.
"Reid, to my office please." Hotch walked back to his seat and grinned hearing Morgan make fun of Reid like a child being called to the principles office.
"Ooh, prettyboy what'd you do?" Morgan's deep voice rang throughout the bullpen.
"I-I don't know?" Reid sounded a bit panicked but quickly headed to the office, closing the door behind him.
"Is everything right , sire?"he softly enquired hoping that it was enough to get the ball rolling.
Hotch rubbed the bridge of his nose, which seemed to be the epicentre of his headache.
"Athena Grayson."he finally announced and watched as the other man's posture alter dramatically. Gone was the semi-relaxed and interested pose. In it's place sat an on-alert protector, with thunder clouds brewing in the dark eyes.
"What about my sister?" Reid asks dangerously quiet.
"You told her about her fake death and the whole situation."
"Yes."Reid admitted." You see, I couldn't talk to anyone else about it, like you know a psychologist or a friend because of the whole national security. National security? My ass!"
Hotch was shocked at the young doctor's vocabulary, but did not show it. But he begins to see the similarities between their young doctor and the woman who was at the bar yesterday.
'Reid, I know you're angry with us, but you couldn't go talk to strangers about national security issues and what's going on inside FBI. I don't like the fact that you hid something so important from the team"
"What Team? Hotch THERE...'IS... NO... TEAM..," Reid carefully articulated each word as the volume of his voice got louder in his anger."The Team got destroyed, blown to pieces by the choices the Brass, JJ and you made for us, without no one knowledge or consent"
Hotch stayed silent as he reviewed his colleagues words.
"My sister has been there for me through every difficult time during my grief. She was there for me when I learned the truth about how much you had been making fun of me for 10 weeks ,how you played me. I have to admit that my sister is not very fond of FBI, It took 2 close friends and me to restrain my sister and come and kill you. And that night at Rossi, seriously Hotch you thought a couple of glasses of wine and a cooking lesson, and Hey Presto! Everything is healed," he continued sternly glaring at his boss.
The words struck Hotch harder than he expected.
"Who else knows about your sister?"
Hotch never asked Reid about his personal life because he did not want anyone's personal and professional life to bleed into each other and Hotch was no different. He tried very hard to keep them separate but sometimes, things hit way too close to home for him to avoid the line.
"Elle, Ethan, son close friends, Strauss and Gideon.
Hotch didn't miss the fondness in Reid's voice when he mentioned Gideon. His eyes narrowed slightly.And of course Gideon would know about the existence of a sister. After all, they had a closer relationship , Gideon was the one, he took Reid out of college and put him inside the FBI, Gideon was the one who had Reid' absolute trust.
He wanted that trust from Reid. But Hotch knew that Reid would never trust him the way he trusted Gideon ,especially after ' Prentiss fake death fiasco'. After Gideon left, he promised to look out for this kid, care for him and help him understand the world, but never did he teach him to understand betrayal. He had so much of it from his father, and now from his second family, one of the people he trusted most, let him down.
"I just want to be clear, Hotch."Reid announced quietly." The team will stay away from Athena and my personal life and I will try to keep Athena away."
Hotch read the challenge in the younger profiler's dark eyes. It would have been hard not too.
"Ok, Reid."The boss replied, admitting defeat.
He knew he couldn't change the doctor's mind, but he did what he could for his team. Hotch knew he couldn't even punish and fire the young doctor for his behavior, as he was strictly professional during his work and of course Strauss would have his head.
Seeing the young doctor close his office door, Hotch. went back to the job he had been doing before the conversation.
Three ours later , he slammed his pen down on his desk, closed his eyes, and rubbed them with the fingers of one hand. Bone tired, he had spent the entire day in the office reviewing and signing off on reports. He hated paperwork and preferred to be out in the field searching for Unsubs, kicking down occasional doors, and rescuing the innocent. But today wasn't one of those days.
Hotch was focused on filling out the paperwork from the latest case when his thoughts were interrupted by his ringing cellphone.
He looks at the caller, it was a unknown number.
" Hotchner" Aaron answer timidly, whoever was on the other line surely knows to call out of timing.
After a small burst of static came a soothing, sexy voice, humming over the phone in a hushed tone that sent shivers down his spine.
"Hello, mister suit"
Angry, irritated, Athena threw the resumes she held in her hand into the air. She had placed ads everywhere that staff were wanted for a tattoo shop but through so many people who applied, he couldn't find a right one in the employee.
Screw FBI who came to the store and scared her customers and employees
Screw Gideon who took her brother and put him inside with so many murderers and guns, put him in dangerous situations and almost lost him so many times.
Screw Spencer who made her worry every second about his safety.
Screw his team who betrayed him and now her brother does not trust anyone.
She got up from the couch and picked up her packet of smokes off the coffee table, as well as her phone and headed over to the patio. The moment Athena opens the doors, she felt the winter air hit her arm, her hairs on her arms stood tall like soldiers, her warm breathing creating a white cloud. Her whole body shivered, he opened the packet of cigarettes pulled out the lighter and a smoke, and placed it between her lips. Her hands shook as he tried to spark up, finally a warm orangey light hit the end of her knows. She took in a big lung full and breathed out, releasing the toxic crap.
Athena watched people as people walked past, couples, families, owners and there pets. She lent himself against the metal railings, that was between her, and a nasty fall. Athena stubbed her cigarette out in the ashtray next to him, but stayed where she was. She wanted to watch the people more, he missed being kind of normal, but she wouldn't change who or what she had become for nothing. Athena's phone vibrated in her pocket, it was Spencer, she was ringing. She pressed the green button and placed it to her ear.
"What up baby bro" Athena said with a smile.
"They know."
"What you want me to do?"
"Stay way from the FBI. If you stay away, they stay away."
"Copy. Will you be at the party tonight?"
"Tony Dinozzo throw a party. Of course I will be there."
"See you later , brother!"
Athena said goodbye to the fraternity and hung up the phone, placing it on the coffee table. The young woman did not expect to hear anything different from her brother. She knew the team would demand answers about who she was ,she knew her brother would tell something, but not the whole story.
Athena finished her cigarette and walked into the house. Collect the discarded resumes and get back to work.
After 2 hours of work, 3 coffees and reading over 50 resumes ,the young woman began to get bored and have a headache. She didn't know what to do to pass the time and didn't want to leave the house. She didn't want to go to work ,she would usually text her brother to chat to pass the time, but she knew she couldn't because of his job and almost all of their friends worked.
As she was drinking her coffee, a brilliant idea came up. She knew it wouldn't work out well and of course her brother would get angry but she wanted to do something to pass the time.
She grabbed her phone and called a friend, asking for a huge favor. As Athens waited for an answer, she made a cup of coffee and food ,had almost 4 days to eat a normal meal as she stayed in the shop and ate only club sandwich and drink milkshake pinda colada.
The 2 siblings have an unhealthy relationship with coffee .They loved caffeine and couldn't live without it, mornings could create World War III. If they didn't have coffee in the kitchen .The only difference was that Athena preferred her coffee black and Reid preferred it with six packs of sugar.
The moment she placed it in this cup with her coffee on the table, heard her cell phone ring. She picked it up off the table and read the contents.
"555-0125 You own me T.D"
"Show time."Athena thought as she typed in the number and waited for someone to answer the other phone line.
As Athena waited, it began to think what was wrong? Maybe she souldn't have done it, maybe she should have listened to her brother's words and stayed away?
But now it was too late, as the other phone line was told by a hoarse voice.
"Hotchner!"
Hearing his voice, her heart began to pound, her mind emptied and she didn't know what to say. Her hands were sweating and she was afraid phone, she would fall out of her hands. She couldn't believe she had lost confidence. In the end, it was probably all wrong.
"Really?"A voice shouted in the mind of Athena." You hit a man twice your size, you do boxing since you were 3 ,at the age of 15 you set fire to a police car and you scared a man?"
Athena closed her eyes, took a deep breath and tried to connect with her feminine side. She opened her mouth and with the deepest and sexiest accent she said.
"Hello , Mister suit!"
There was silence from the other phone line. Athena thought it was probably wrong in the number, she was ready to hang up when a strong and stoic voice was heard from the other phone line but a could discern notes of confusion in his complexion.
"How did you find this number?'
" I am not a kiss and tell woman, agent!"
"You are a punch and kiss woman"He chuckled then stopped. "If you were one of the people I and my team are chasing, you would already be in a cell for hacking personal information of an agent. For the fourth time. That's right. You broke a girl's nose after you saw her with harassment one of your employees."
Memories of the night flashed through Athena mind. That was the cliffs notes version, sure. She'd also had a few words for her that Athena didn't really appreciate.
"You looked me up? I'm flattered."
"Considering you might be an accomplice to murder, yeah, I looked you up."Hotch replied, trying to hide the joy from his voice, as he was having a lot of fun with this conversation.
Athena snorted.
"So.." Athena trailed off. " What are you wearing?" She asked with a husky voice.
Even Athena couldn't see it. She knew the man had blushed from her prying question
" Miss Reid or Grayson, I do believe that question was very personal."
Athena giggled.
"I prefer Grayson. I don't want to have anything about me related to this man who wants to be called a father."Athena growled.
Hotch mouth closed audibly at that. He didn't know what to say. There were only two parts of his life that Reid refused to discuss with everyone: the issues with his father and the issues with his addiction. Hotch had never met the man in person , the thought of a ten year old Reid having to take care of a paranoid schizophrenic, get an education and avoid the bullies. ...its probably best if they never meet.Hotch could not understand how a man could abandon a child like Reid, smart ,polite. For the love of God, Hotch would be very proud if he had a son like Reid not only smart but also kind and good at his job.
"So tell me, how is the daily life of a agent?"
"Hasn't your brother talked to you about it?
"My brother only mentions statistics, his geography profile and he rumbling. I want to hear about gun action, so tell me agent. Have you ever killed someone?"
Have you ever killed someone ?
Have you ever killed someone?
Killed someone? Of course it has. He has killed to protect people using his gun. He has killed to protect himself. At first, when he joined the FBI, he wanted to build a new name for himself, he didn't know what he was going to face, and when he saw the first corpse he was about to threw up and when he first needed to kill someone, he took a week off work but that stopped over time.
He stopped getting dizzy at the sight of the dead bodies and blood, He understood early on that if he wanted to rise dominant, he had to become tough and cut himself off from any emotion that dominated within him.
He kills, but when only when he really needs. Somehow that thought strangely doesn't frighten him anymore. He had already killed Foyet with his bare hands for killing Hayley.
Hotch is a man who protects his family no matter what, at any cost. He has accepted that there is a darkness inside him that awakens when his family is threatened and he doesn't fight it anymore. Because his family had shown him that there was no reason to fight that part of him.
"Why did you call?" Hotch asked avoiding the question and, fighting against the temptation of tiredness. He wanted ..no needed an answer.
"I'm bored and need something to occupy myself."Athena sassed."And you are my victim!"
"Victim?"
Hotch laughs unable to stop it he starts to laugh harder.
Unknowing to him ,everyone in the bulletproof stare up at their boss's office, hearing Hotch's laughter.
"Should we be worried?" Prentiss asks.
"Um, not sure." Morgan replies.
Morgan was confused; it was very rare that he had seen a smiling Hotch, let alone a Hotch who laughed uncontrollably.
"Hey, at least Bossman is smiling." Adds Garcia.
Reid doesn't say a thing, just stares at Hotch's office becoming very nervous.
"If it's the person I think the phone will be a funeral today"Reid thought before draining his coffee...I mean sugar, and turning to make another.
"Trust me on this mister suit. You would like to be a victim of mine!"
Hotch felt his heart race at the words and his face blush.
Was Athena flirting with him? He didn't have enough experience to tell.
"You don't have a case today?"
"So far no I have stuck with paperwork."
"Paperwork. Sound a little boring."
"There are also these days. The good thing is that you can get home early."
"Well!" She took another sip of her coffee as she looked at some papers."Your other half will be very happy when you go home"
Hotch paused for a moment, unsure of how to really answer that question.
"I don't have someone to wait me at home!"he murmured, unable to help it as his hackles rose.
She was quiet for a while before she suddenly burst into laughter. That surprised Hotch; he raised his eyebrows and waited for her
"Single? You?." Athena breathed "I think the female population must have a problem. If a man like you is single!"
"Man like me?"
"Well well well mister suit are fishing for compliments?"She asked playfully, smiling at no one
Hotch let's take a snort."Well you can..."
"Give me a moment!"Athena cut him off.
Hotch He could hear the fumbling as she Athena shoved the phone around."Sorry mister suit but a problem has arisen in the store and I need to leave this pleasant conversation I have with you."
Feeling an unwanted pang of disappointment hit his chest at Athena's words of ending their conversation.
"Of course I understand, you have more important things to do."he replied as calmly as he could.
But before the agent can answer anything ,Athena hung up the phone leaving behind a shocked Hotch looking at the phone.
"What exactly happened just now? "He was wondering and trying to process all the conversation he had with the young woman a while ago.
How did she find his number?
Why did she call him, what did she want?
Reid knew about it and what was his opinion?
All these questions caused Hotch a headache. Nevertheless Hotch had never felt in life, so ... He didn't know how to describe it.
He had never felt this way in his life, neither with Haley nor with any woman. He only knew 2 days about this woman's existence and did something that no one could do.
She made him feel young and alive.
He wasn't sure if that fact terrified or excited him.
"Thanks, have a good one guys," Athena says, waving off her last client as she continues wiping down her station.
As soon as they leave, she groans. Another butterfly tattoo and she thinks she's going to go insane.
In the meantime, while he waits for her next client at seven, she cleans up around the shop, tidying the photo albums on the front table, cleaning the counter and windows, and taking out the trash. By the time she's done, it's 6:30.
As she waited for the next customer to arrive, Athena grabbed her sketchbook and let herself calm down
She spins the sketchbook on the counter, elongating the line of the silhouette's arm, like the inky figure is stretching as far as they can to reach for something. It's a feeling she's familiar with -- always searching for something that seems just a little too far out of hrr grasp.
She thinks she may be a little closer now, after blowing her life up and deciding for the first time to just do what she wants. Yeah, her father are pissed, but what's new? She'd rather he be mad about her going after something that has the potential to make her happy, for once.
After adding a dotwork arc just above the tips of the drawing's fingertips, she pushes the paper away to look at it from a distance. She chuckles as she notices that in completing the design, she's created a barrier for this illustrated version of what may as well be himself. It seems fitting somehow that even when she has complete control of all of the elements, she still manages to get in her own way
Flipping to a new page, she stares at the blank space for a moment, contemplating what to try next. After pondering for a bit, she turns back to the silhouette of the man, debating if she's finished with it or not. She knows it's important to develop her style, but before she tries to figure out what she thinks her specialty will be, she wants the fundamentals to be bulletproof. Sure, she hopes there's a day where someone will spot a tattoo and immediately know it's an Athena Grayson original, but more importantly, she wants everyone who walks away with her work to be proud of the pieces of her that they're going to wear for the rest of their lives.
It seems so heavy when she thinks about it like that -- the way sbe puts herself into this work, the way any artist does -- to give someone something permanent. She was surprised to find that she really enjoyed listening to her clients tell their stories, to listen to them fill the silence with nervous rambles or share the path that led them to the shop to mark a moment in time.She's never been much of a talker, but she's a good listener, and that's been important for every job she's had.
it's 7:05 and still no sign of her client. Athena blows a sigh. It's gonna be one of those.
7:10 rolls around, still nothing. She adjusts some of the frames around the shop containing her art. She takes a moment to admire them, particularly the grenade piece. She's not sure where the inspiration came from—if she had to guess, probably from her brother cases–just that she had to draw it.
7:15 and no sign of the guy. Athena marks him as a no-show in his phone's calendar just as her phone rang.
"You know doing favors for you is starting to give me a headache,"Tony Dinozzo's voice was snappy and Athena could practically feel the no-nonsense glare that would have gone along with the voice if he was in the shop with her. "Can you tell me why you asked me for a chief unit phone number?"
"Do you really want to know?" Athena asked, amusement coloring her voice.
Tony chuckled. "You are right. I don't want to"
"I was home alone and bored, I didn't know what to do. I decided to play."Athena says flatly.
A silence falls between them.
"He has captured your special attention,"
it was a statement since the evidence was clearly written on the woman's previous explanation.
"God," Athena rasped, rubbing at his face."Are you high?"
"No, why!"
"Because you talk shit!"
"Just admit it."Tony lets out a sound of indignation"He got your attention!"
The woman well knows what the man is playing, it was an old technique that the man used in school against her.
Athena gave a small laugh but her face still held a somewhat serious look"Stop that"
"I don't know what you're talking about"
''We are not in high school anymore,''She warned, yet also with the faintest amusement. ''You are not going to mock me that I wouldn't be pretty in a dress and I will show up in the prop with a puffy dress wanting to show you that you were wrong."
"You were beautiful"
" Were?. So what you're saying is I'm not pretty, anymore?Athena lets out a laugh and Tony follows with a small laugh of his own."Well, you're an asshole and why you're still talking to me? '
"Where is Spency?"
Athena relaxes a bit at the question, grateful for the change in subject. She's never been good at people know her thoughts or moves. "At work."
"Will you come to party. Right?"
"Only if you don't play cupid and try to set up my baby brother!"
"He needs to get laid"Tony commented.
"Don't worry about it. I have an idea about it!"
Tony chuckled softly."Now who wants to play cupid?"
"Shit."He swallowed."I have to go"
She just sat on the chair staring at her phone. Athena let out a tired sigh. Well, that was peachy, she said to herself.
The bullpen was quietly.
Today they had no cases, so they decided to deal with paperwork and cold cases.
Hotch and Rossi were in their offices, while JJ, Prentiss and Morgan were in their desks wanting to finish the paperwork and go to a bar for drinks. It was one of the few days they didn't have to deal with a case and wanted to enjoy it, the three agents knew they needed a lot of help from Rossi to convince Hotch to join them and of course Reid would turn down any offer to join them.
Speaking of him,the young doctor had said he was going to get 'decent coffee' half an hour ago and had yet to return.
"Today is one of the few days we don't have a case, so, tonight we eat, drink and be merry!"Garcia excitedly entered the bullpen.more than happy to find JJ leaning against the edge of Emily's desk who was finishing up her report to hand it over to the blonde.
As the voice of the perky tech analyst filled the room Morgan looked up from his own report to smirk at her.
"Okay people! Celebration time! Let's go get drunk!" Prentiss and JJ grinned at him from where they were sitting ,Rossi went out his office to see what this fuss was.
"Drinks?" He asked.
"Drinks." JJ said with a firm nod.
They were so deep in their conversation which no one noticed the woman who walked into the bullpen's door.
She was absolutely breathtaking- a short, tight, black dress hugged her body perfectly, tall black heels wonderfully complementing her thin legs- perfect soft curls and light makeup.
"She looks so sexy and fit!" squealed a FBI agent when he saw the stranger, to which most of FBI's male population agreed to.
Morgan, Prentiss, Garcia, JJ and Rossi recognized who this woman was.
Prentiss walks toward her."Ma'am you can..."
The woman walks through with without a single glance toward her. Walking toward Reid's desk and sat.
"Where is Dr.Reid?" Athena demanded to no one in particular.
Prentiss was beyond irritated now. This woman was openly ignoring them?
Garcia hesitated at first but in the end he walked towards her wanting to greet her in an attempt to be on her good side and friend her hoping this meant she'd see more of Reid or makes amen with him.
"Hi , I am Penelope Garc..."
Athena shook her head. "Don't bother me with unnecessary informations. I know who you are."
Athena may have had no emotion in her voice or face but the profilers could read that the woman wasn't much fond of them.
"You are Penelope Garcia. The woman who has no respect for the privacy of others, hacking their numbers and personal files, phones, tracking their locations and give my brothers stupid nicknames as if he's not a 35-year-old man with 5 PhDs, 3 B.A. and list going on!"
Garcia looks shocked at Athena's description.
"I just want then to be safe..."
"Safe?"
"By violence their person lives?"Athena said dryly."So? What if he had the day off and not picking up his phone when you call?He has friends and a lice outside of the BAU. Or maybe my dear brothhe is not in the mood to deal with your bulls.."
"Hey hey hey"Morgan stood between Athena and Garcia. "Watch your mouth. I don't think you know what you're talking about, so be careful and.."
"Be careful?"Athena asks, and there's a joking tone but Morgan can hear the seriousness of the question."The one who should be careful is you, agent but you probably want me to break your jaw so you can go set with your nose."
"Listen here..."
"The man you called himself to be the best friend of my brother but yet you hurt and humiliated him."
What?" asked Morgan and his heart aches. He would never dare to hurt the man he had come to love ,even the thought of hurting the doctor hurt his own heart.
"You humiliated him with those trick candles and you made him feel like a baby with that birthday cake hat on his head," explained Will.
Morgan lowered his head.
"He never told me that," said Morgan.
"He may not have said that, because you never listen to him and keeps interrupting him."Athena says shortly.
Morgan looked away.
JJ visibly angry and the day after the dialogue that was playing out in front of her, she decided to put an end to it.
"You can't talk to us like that, we're agents and secondly you're FBI Headquarters."JJ barked.
"You an agent? You uses to a media liaison and after you came back went to school and tried to become a profiler but you failed the course. You are not a profiler, the only thing is that you has observed my brother work for a long while but that is all."Athena amused herself with JJ stood gaping at Athena like a fish.
"But hey now you know that you give good blowjobs."Athena poked, enjoying seeing the blonde's face turn bright red in anger.
And with that, JJ had a tantrum.
Prentiss and Rossi were the only people who did not dare to approach or even talk to Athena. They had smelled the problems from miles away by the time the woman entered in bullpen and realized wouldn't be for good reason for her to come here. Rossi had been informed by Hotch about the deal he had made with Reid he would keep his sister away but seeing her in front of him inside the building, he knew that the agreement had not been respected and not on Reid's part.
Prentiss looks at the woman who sat in Reid's desk, she was hard features and an aura of chaos and destruction with her eyes not having any emotion in them but what made her great impression was who could Reid's related to such a person as this woman. A woman full of sarcasm, self-confidence, outspoken and witty.
"Where is Hotch when you need him."Prentiss thought as Athena fixed her gaze on her. The agent knew she would be the next target.
Speaking of the devil, everyone turned to sees Hotch standing at the top of the stairs and look towards them as if they were a children who broke her favorite vase for that, all the agents went to their offices leaving Hotch'team and Athena deal with the chief unit.
''What is going on?'Hotch asks curious."I know there's work to be done here."
There was silence as everyone looked at each other rather before Athena cleared her throat and looked at Hotch.
"It's my fault , mister suit," She informed him as Rossi watched his friend freezing the image of Athena sitting at Spencer's desk.
Hotch's eyes grew wide with disbelief as he watched"What are you doing here?"
"Oh I feel so warm and desired. Good to see you again mister suit"
A smirk instantly blossoming across Athena's face and making Hotch's knees go weak. Hotch mustered up a shaky smile of his own and prayed to God that his trembling wasn't that noticeable.
"You may have a sexy voice but I wanted to see the whole packet!"
There are maybe a handful of people who can say they have shocked Aaron Hotchner, Athena may being number one on that short list. Hotch is someone who's almost always one step ahead. So when the rare occasion comes around you treasure the moment.
Hotch felt something stirring in his stomach. What was it? Butterflies?
"You think I have a sexy voice?"
"Of course I believe that, otherwise I wouldn't touch myself when we were talking on the phone"
"I don't believe you!"Hotch asked, his breath catching in his throat.
"I will send you videos and pictures next time for proofs"
Hotch had to cross his legs so that his aroused state wouldn't be visible.
"I am here for my brother!"Athena said slowly, licking her lips.
Hotch had to force herself not to watch the slide of her pink tongue over the plush curves, keeping his gaze on Athena's eyes.
As if on cue, they all heard the voice of said man.
"I have my papers..."Reid voice echoed in the hallway of bullpen. The young man was walking with a coffee in his left hand while talking on the phone
Reid looks around trying find the reason of the silance bullpen but the moment their eyes meet as Reid looked around , into the woman's eyes who was sat in his desk, he pauses, taken back.
"Hey, brother." She said.
"Well, fuck," Reid said.
Rossi spun. That was not a word he expected to come out of the genius's mouth. He didn't think he'd ever heard that word out of his mouth, at least in English.
"What are you doing here?"Reid murmured.
Reid froze mid-pour. Athena made her infamous you fucking idiot face.
"The party!"
"You may be the one with an eidetic memory bit some times you act like you have an goldfish brain."Athena shrugged.
"Hey," Reid protested. "You know that meteor goldfish is considered the rarest breed of goldfish. They are a tailless form thought to have been developed by goldfish breeders during the late 19th or early 20th century."
"Yes. I was there with you watching the documentary!"
"Oh."
"Yeah, oh," Athena mockingly copied him."You have actually 10 minutes to change your clothes and hurry I want to get drunk!"
"I like my clothes!" Reid defended himself slightly insulted. Athena rolled her eyes at the familiar stubborness.
"Well I don't , now get your ass to change your clothes"
Fuck off," he said to Athena's back.
"Love you to," Reid grinned.
"Fine but can you please take your bag and coat off my desk?" Reid sighed. He liked his surroudings clean and in order.
"Yes sir," Athena mock saluted. Reid ignored her.
"Are you guys always like that?" Rossi informed curiously. He and the others had followed their exchange like hawks. Despite the fact that the brothers called each siblings names the whole time he would have to be blind and deaf to not notice their obvious chemistry.
"Yes we are," Athena and Reis answered in unison. The twins were close.
Athena and Reid don't seem to quite comprehend the reason for everyone's disbelief. Reid walked over and hugged her. Then, they both grabbed their coats to go to the party. Walking toward the elevator ,she swiftly,but gently, punched Reid in the shoulder, whispering:
"Dick"
"Brat."