ᴄʀɪᴍɪɴᴀʟ ᴍɪɴᴅꜱ ✩ ᴇᴅ

twelve

Adyel

I awoke in the backseat of a car. my eyes fluttered and I tried to adjust to my surroundings. I tried looking for road signs, anything that would give me a clue as to where I was.

"oh you're awake, agent chapman." the man in the front seat smirked.

"where's your partner?" I spat.

"I don't have a clue as to what you're talking about."

"the one that's not so dominant," I glared.

"I don't have a partner." he smirked.

then it hit me, he could have multiple personality disorder.

"why would you kidnap me?" I asked.

"you won't talk if you're not there." he smirked.

"listen here you son of a bitch, I'm an FBI agent. I profile people and I outsmart people. I can outsmart you and you won't even know it." I spat.

"then how come you let me kidnap you? huh? didn't outsmart me there, agent chapman."

he stopped the car in this secluded area & took me out of the car.

he sat me in a chair in this tiny shack.

he strapped me down then looked at me sympathetically.

"are you agent chapman?" he asked his voice more calm now.

"yes, who are you?" I asked.

"Ryan, my dad is Gary. please for your own sake. don't piss him off." he whispered.

yep, he does have MPD.

he then pulled out a needle.

"please dont," I squirmed in my chair.

"shh, it's okay." he pushed the needle into my arm.

everything started going blurry and it felt like I was in a dream.

*flashback*

I walked into the BAU, everyone stared at me like I was too young to be a part of the team.

"who's the new girl?" a boy with a sculpted jawline asked.

"uh, carpenter or something like that?" another boy that looked exactly like him whispered.

"hey carpenter," he yelled.

I didn't answer, I didn't know he was talking to me.

"hey baby doll." he said again.

I turned around and smiled as he smiled back.

"baby doll huh?" I spat.

"I didn't mean-"

"it's okay, I've been called worse." I laughed.

"I'm agent Ethan Dolan." he shook my hand.

"Adyel Chapman." I shook back.

"good one, dip shit. it's chapman not carpenter." he rolled his eyes at what I'm guessing is his twin brother.

"that's my brother, Grayson." he laughed.

"I figured." I laughed too.

"ah, agent chapman. so nice to see you." the head agent smiled shaking my hand.

"I'm guessing you two have met," he smiled.