An elite team of FBI profilers analyze the country’s most twisted criminal minds, anticipating their next moves before they strike again. The Behavioral Analysis Unit’s most experienced agent is David Rossi, a founding member of the BAU who returns to help the team solve new cases.
Derek Morgan wakes up slowly at the sound of JJ’s voice and her hand hitting his shoulder. His eyes squint around the bright light of the jet. “Hm? ”
“We’re hope,” she replies, smiling. “And look.”
He follows her line of sight to see Reid and (y/n) curled up together under a blanket on two of the seats. Chuckling a little bit, he sits up and pulls out his phone. “I knew it.”
JJ grins. “I already send a picture to Garcia, if that’s what you’re about to do.”
Morgan smiles back at her. “Perfect.”
“Good morning everyone,” you greet cheerily, walking into the conference room behind Reid.
Reid stops walking, and you almost run into him, stopping behind him just in time. His eyes are furrowed in confusion, and you follow his gaze to see the rest of the team smiling suspiciously at the both of you. “What’s going on?” Reid asks.
“Oh, nothing.” Prentiss says. “Just a couple of pictures of the two of you sleeping on the jet.”
You can feel your face flush with embarrassment, and Reid’s ears turn red. “Shut up.”
They all begin to laugh, and you rush over to your seat at the table, plopping down quickly and hiding your face in a file. This is going to be a long day.
Can we just talk about how Criminal Minds has some of the best representation of female characters (and how Agent Jennifer Jereau is so kick ass I can’t even). Because I mean, dang. I was really trying to find the a gif of the scene where she straight up fights a sociopath who is about to kill his own son.
Also, she manages to balance her job and being a mom and they don’t make a huge deal about her sacrifices or negative impacts on her kid etc etc. (At least no more than every other character on the show, male or female.)
“Sorry I’m late, traffic was …” you trail off when you see your team staring at you silently with expecting eyes, “ … killer.” You clear your throat nervously. “What’s up?”
Hotch crosses his arms. “How long did you think you were going to keep this from us?”
You frown. “Keep what?”
JJ closes her eyes and says: “We know about (d/n), (y/n).”
“What we want to know,” Prentiss cuts in, “is why you didn’t tell us.”
Sighing, you sink into your usual chair around the table. After a moment of silence, you look at Reid. “Did you figure it out?”
He opens his mouth to reply when Morgan says: “We all did.”
You nod. “Okay.” Another bout of silence passes through the room as they all look at you expectantly. “I had (d/n) a year and a half ago, before i joined the team. Her father … wasn’t the best man, and I kept her a secret from you guys, I guess because it was easier.
“I never knew that I would grow to think of you guys as my family,” you continue. Garcia smiles at that and takes your hand. “I just didn’t know how to tell you.”
After a couple seconds of silence, Rossi claps his hands together, startling you. “Well, I don’t know about the rest of you, but I want to meet the little (l/n).” The rest of your team chimes in their agreements and you laugh.
“Alright, alright. After this case is over, dinner at my house. Rossi can give us all another cooking lesson.” The older man starts to protest to the others’ cheers and laughs. “Good?” you ask.
“Good.” Garcia smiles and stands up, and Hotch pats your shoulder on the way to his chair.
You hear the door click shut, but don’t turn away from watching the unsub through the glass. “You didn’t have to do that, you know.”
“He threatened you."
"Well, then indirectly.” You turn to face Morgan, who’s crossing his arms over his chest, frustrated. “Bottom line is: He threatened you. ‘You’d be perfect’ is a threat."
You sigh and step up to your friend, placing your hands on his shoulders. "I can protect myself."
Morgan chuckles. "I know that. Doesn’t mean I can’t too."
A moment of silence passes in which the two of you just look at each other.
You both jump when the door to the hallway opens. JJ stands in the doorway, blue eyes passing back and forth between you and Morgan curiously. "Hotch is about to start the briefing.”
Morgan clears his throat and nods, stepping past her and into the hallway. You go to follow, but JJ stops you on the way out.
She smirks at you with one eyebrow quirked knowingly. “Did I just interrupt something?"
Your cheeks flame. "No.” Her smile only grows, and you scurry off down the hall after Morgan.