One shots and Mini Stories | Emily Prentiss

Consultant

The BAU had been consulting on this case for the past few weeks.

There were 5 dead men in the greater Boston area. They appear to be gang killings by the Irish.

They still hadn't made the trip down, because they didn't have enough information.

This morning Erin waited into the BAU with purpose. She marched straight into Aaron Hotchner's office, lucky enough to find both him and Jason Gideon there.

"I want the team to take the trip down to Boston" She says after opening the door.

"Why the change in plan?" Gideon asks

"CIA is sending an agent familiar with the Irish locals. I want the FBI to have a hand in this but play nice. She will meet you at the jet"

"Why?" Hotch asks

"I don't know,that's why it's imperative that the FBI has a hand in this." Erin says,

They just enough time to brief, before heading to the tarmac. They they needed all hands on deck, so they decided to bring Garcia along with them.

As they drove closer to the jet, they noticed a black car already parked there. There was a woman in her 30s leaning against the car, with a phone to her ear.

When they put the cars in park, they headed forward, Hotch and Gideon leading in Front. As they approached they noticed she was speaking in French.

Once she made eye-contact with them she ended the call, and stood straight.

"SSAIC Aaron Hotchner" Hotch says leanding a hand forward.

"Emily Prentiss" She says shaking his hand.

To say that the day wasn't going well would be an understatement. First of all Emily was called to Langley at 5am and then after that they proceeded to inform her that she would be joining the FBI on a case. And it's not like she could refuse if the director himself had come to inform her.

She really didn't want to be Fixing the CIA's dirty laundry. She had left the CIA a long time ago to go and work for Interpol. It was only the past couple of weeks that Interpol had sent her back to the CIA for some important work that needed to be done..

Emily drove up to the Quantico AirField, It was now nearing nine AM and Emily had been awake for six hours. The FBI were clearly getting nowhere so the FBI director called the CIA. The FBI detested asking help from the CIA.The Only reason this happened was because 5 men who were killed were in positions of power and this needed to be sorted quickly.

She got out of the car, and stood by it waiting for the BAU to arrive. You'd think that since she was the one being invited in they would already be here before her. She pulled out her phone when it began to ring.

"Clyde"

"Hello Darling" He says in french.

"To what do I owe the pleasure" She replies in French. Emily was still quite unhappy with him, Because she knew that it was likely his fault that she was here.

When the director called the CIA they rerouted him to Clyde. But Clyde had him rerouted to Emily, when apparently Clyde was too busy to make a stop in the US.

Emily knew it was all just a lie, Clyde just didn't want to work with the FBI.

"Just wanted to make sure that you made it there in one piece"

"And why exactly couldn't you do this work?"

" You were closer?" he said

"You owe me" Emily stated leaving no room for questioning

Emily saw the cars approaching ahead.

" I am not done with you yet. Call you later" Emily finished the conversation in French, they walked up to the team walking towards her.

"SSAIC Aaron Hotchner" The man leading in the front says. Emily immediately recognises him, he used to work for her mother, when she was in the states.

"Emily Prentiss" She offers in return.

"And these are Agents, G-"

She cuts him off, "Gideon, Morgan, Jareau, Reid and Greenaway".

"You did your research" Gideon says

"You should always be prepared" Emily says.

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Once on the plane, Hotchner, Morgan, Gideon and Greenaway sat in the 4 seater. Reid and Jareau sat on the couch. Emily stood in the corner, watching the scene unfold.

When Hotchner's phone rang, he wore a grim expression. "Another body has been found, this time it was another man. So when we touch down, Elle, Reid your going to the corners office, Morgan and Gideon to the latest crime scene, and Me and JJ will set up at the local PD. Prentiss?"

Hotchner pulled Emily out of thought, something about these murders just didn't seem right. "Yes?"

"I assume you will want to go to the crime scene?" He asked her

"I do" Emily replied shortly.

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When they landed, Morgan drove then to the crime scene. It was a back alley where the latest victim was killed. He was a local, in the running for mayor.

JJ and Hotch got set up at the local P.D. They were worried as soon as Strauss had called them, to tell them they were to cooperate with a CIA agent.

"Hotch?" She asks

"Yes?"

"Why do you think they sent a CIA Agent?" JJ asks

"I don't know for sure, my best guess, if obviously they have encountered the Irish Mob before,, and they just want to tie up lose ends. What I'm worried about is that, we would be able to make the arrest"

"You think that she will take them off our hands?" JJ asks

"Wouldn't be the first time" Hotch says.

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As Emily walks around the crime scene, she notices a splotch where the body was, her throat had been cut. No, it was wrong. Doyle and his followers never cut throat. One shot through the head, clean and efficient, that's the way they went.

Second of all there was a spray painted 4 leaf clover on the wall in the alley.

Vallhalla never claimed their victims like this. It was a copycat.

"It's a copycat" Emily says as she walks out of the alley, to the car. When she gets there, she rings Clyde but it goes to voicemail. But she decides to leave him a message.

"Clyde, you knew they were copycat murders, but you still sent me. Don't worry I'll help them and play nice, But you owe me big time"

By the time she finished sending him a message, Morgan and Gideon had caught up to her.

Once they both got in the car, all eyes were on her.

"What do you mean its a copycat?