Just Friends

1

"Wow, you have other friends than us? That's surprising!" The girl from earlier said. "I can have other friends than you guys!" Spencer defended himself. "Hey don't come at us!" The other man responded.

"I'm Emily by the way. And this is Derek." Emily pointed to herself and then Derek. "It's very nice to meet you both." I smiled at them, then looked back up at Spencer.

"Oh before I forget!" I grabbed a file out of my bag. "I was wondering if I could get a second opinion from you about this case. My boss has been on my ass to come ask you and I finally had the time and money to come and see you." I handed him the file, which he accepted with pleasure.

He removed his arm from around my shoulders and sat down in his chair. His eyes flew across the page, also studying the photos in the file. "So what can you tell me about the case personally?" He asked his eyes quickly looked at me then back at the paper.

"Well from what we know is that he's killing his victims by strangulation, but he's also overkilling them by slitting there throats and stabbing them repeatedly. Mind you he's killing single mothers, late at night when everyone's asleep and every victims body's are placed in the same position. There's also no sign of forced entry. I believe he's a white male in his mid to late 30's, with extreme abandonment issues against his mother." My hands were behind my back and I was rocking back and forth on my heels.

Spencer nodded his head. "I completed agree with you. I-I mean it seems like you have the case down, so why come to me to ask for help?" His brows furrowed as he's closed the file, looking up at me.

"I felt like something was off, like I was missing something. And I know your really good at solving these things out." I sent him a short wink and he shook his head. "Is it ok if I let them get a look?" Pointing at Emily and Derek. "Yes definitely. The more the merrier."

Derek and Emily studied the file, they flipped through the photos. "So it looks like there was a bit of a struggle. They've all got bruises on there knees and calfs. Did you get anything from under the fingernails?" Derek continued to study the file as he talked to me.

"Um yeah that's the thing. He rips out the fingernails post-mordem." They looked at me with a shocked look. They looked back down at the file to find the the photos of all the victims with both hands missing each fingernail.

"I think we should present this Hotch." Emily spoke up. Spencer and Derek agreed nodding there heads. Emily grabbed the file out of Derek's hand and walked up some steps to an office that I'm assuming was Hotch's.

I looked down at Spencer, whose nose was deep in another file. I giggled and leaned against his desk behind him. "Hey Amelthia, can you come here for a second?" Emily waved me over to the office.

I walked over to the office hesitantly walking in, there was a dark featured man sitting behind a desk. "When was the last murder?" He asked, folding his arms over his chest. "About a 3 days ago." He nodded, "How far apart are the murders?" "Every 2 weeks"

"So stalks them for about a week before murdering them. And how many victims are there?" I watched as his eyes closely looked over my face, profiling me. "4 in total." My face was stern.

"Call your chief and tell him we'll be in Maine in a couple of hours." I gave a brief nod and went out the room to call my boss.

Reid POV
Amelia moved swiftly across the room moving out towards the open hallway. Her curly carmel colored hair swayed and bounced with her every move, her green eyes looking fiercely at her phone.

"What did I tell you! Any pretty girl slashes that 186 IQ to a 60 real quick." Emily laughed along with Morgan, JJ, and Rossi. I rolled my eyes and gathered my books. "Team were going to Maine." Hotch's voice projected over the office, we nodded our heads and grabbed our go-bags and headed towards the big glass doors.

I pushed the door open to find Amelia and Penelope talking as they talked the case, is my guess. "Yes thank you Penelope. I'll make sure to contact you if I need anything."Amelia smiled and noticed our presence. "Oh I was just filling in Penelope on the case." She looked over all our faces and seemed confused to the 2 new additions.

"We'll catch up on the plane." JJ spoke up. She nodded and headed towards the elevator.

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Amelia POV

After about 30 minutes on the plane my eyes started to get heavy. I hadn't slept in about 2 days, only surviving off coffee and Chinese food wasn't really a good idea either.

I was sitting next to Spencer on a small couch, as Hotch was filling the team in on some of the smaller details. The team was passing around ideas on who the killer could be.

I could feel my eyes close and my head get heavy. Before I knew it I was passed out.

Reid POV

"Maybe the overkill could be a hatred towards his mother or a motherly figure in there life. It could also be a sort of remorse towards his-" I paused mid sentence when I felt something heavy on my shoulder.

I looked over and saw Amelia asleep on my shoulder, I brushed the hair out of her face and moved her to where her head was on my lap, fixing her lower body to lay on the couch.

I looked back up to Hotch, everyone stared back with wide eyes. "What?"

"So I couldn't get a handshake on my first day here and she gets to lay on your lap?" Emily said in a slight offended tone laughing.

" I- well- I have know her longer." I shrugged looking back down at the book in my hand. "I haven't seen you like this since Lila!" Morgan coughed out a laugh. "Hey she came onto me! And it was only a couple of kisses, it didn't mean anything."

Morgan and Emily continued to tease me with sly comments and what they called funny jokes.

I could feel my cheeks heating up as a stared at Amelia's calm sleeping face. She was so beautiful. I hadn't seen her in about 5 almost 6 years and she had grown from her quirky just starting puberty faze in middle and high school. She had these chunky braces and bright colored highlights in her hair because she thought they were 'cool'.

I snorted at the memory of when she got mad at me for calling them obnoxious. Now her hair was it's natural color; it laid on the sides of her face and shoulders. Her lips were a soft pink color and a freckles splattered across her nose and cheeks.

I couldn't help but graze her body with my eyes, she had definitely grower boobs since the last time I saw her. I felt more heat rise up to my cheeks, I quickly looked back at my book when I felt her move.

Amelia slowly rose from my lap, her hair stuck up at the back of her head. I reached out and patted it down, she turned towards me and gave a sleepy smile. Yawning she asked, "Are we almost there?" "Yeah we only have about 30 minutes left." I gave a small smile.

Amelia nodded and got up and went to the bathroom. "Man your whipped" Morgan laughed to himself.