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Spencer Reid was at his physics class one Monday morning. He was just handed back a test, it was an A+. Then again he always got A's on his tests and papers. Still he enjoyed college and going to classes. Yet he didn't really fit in at school. He found that 85% of the students were all drinkers and partiers. They hardly opened a textbook. Definitely not his type of crowd.

When class ended, he decided to go to the library to work on his biology report. He was there for some time when a middle-aged man approached him.

"Are you Spencer Reid?"

"Spencer looked at him, "Uh…yes."

The man took out a badge and some credentials "I'm Jason Gideon. I work for the FBI, as well as teach on occasion. From what I hear you're a genius and I think you would be a great asset to the BAU, Behavioral Analysis Unit of the FBI."

Spencer thought for a moment, "Is this guy for real…the FBI."

Spencer looked at him and sighed, "I'm sorry but I'm not really interested in working for the government."

"Please, could you at least come to the office for a while and see it. I think you will like it."

Spencer sighed again. "What do I have to lose" he thought.

"Fine."

Jason smiled, "Great, here is the address. It's not that far. Come around nine in the morning."

Spencer took the paper with the address and the man walked away.

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The office was bustling with people. Spencer automatically felt uncomfortable. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.

Suddenly Gideon walked up to him smiling and beaming.

"Glad you came Spencer, come this way."

Gideon led him to an office with the name "Aaron Hotchner" on the door.

Inside was a man working at his desk that was clustered with files and papers.

"Aaron, this is Dr. Reid."

Spencer walked in and saw the man's stone-cold face.

"Hello Dr. Reid, Gideon told me that you're quite the genius."

Spencer felt uncomfortable under his gaze, like he was being inspected.

Spencer wished he could just leave and go home. "I have three PHDs and an IQ of 186, sir."

He stared at him and then looked over at Gideon. "I've looked over his application and he qualifies for the job, we have a case and we'll start the briefing on the case. Show him to the jet."

He walked out and Spencer stood shocked, what application.

He looked over at Gideon, "I never gave them an application."

"I gave in a request and sent the Bureau your file."

Spencer backed, "I'm not here for a job and how you to just sign me up for something like this" said Spencer, obviously annoyed.

"Please, you were made for this job."

Spencer sighed, "Fine."

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On the jet he sat as far from the group as possible.

The man from earlier was sitting next to a woman named JJ, from what the others called her. There was a man named Agent Morgan that was looking over the crime scene photos. Gideon was sitting next to Elle, another agent and reading a case file over.

He wished he was home.

"So, Dr. Reid what do you think of this" said Agent Morgan as he handed him a crime scene photo.

It was of a woman covered him blood and was beaten to death.

The photo almost made him gag.

"I…uh…um." He handed the photo back and looked away. How could anyone look at that and not be affected. This job was not meant for him and he just wished he was at school with a book.

The team saw he was uncomfortable. Hotch spoke up, "Dr. Reid, if you can't look at the photo then why did you want to join this team."

Spencer got upset, "I never did. Gideon did without telling me."

They looked over at Gideon, they looked less then amused."

Spencer sighed, "Look…Jason, I really think this was a bad idea. I'm not meant for something like this."

Gideon looked over at him, "Spencer please…give it a chance."

Spencer sighed and took the photo back. "Well the fact that the result of death was battery, I assume that the person has a history of violent behavior and that the assault wasn't personal but rather for the thrill of killing an innocent woman. Perhaps he is imitating a woman he knew. Was there over victims?"

JJ spoke up, "Yes three, all had blonde hair like the latest victim."

"Then he is imitating a blonde woman he knows. Maybe an ex-wife."

Hotch and Morgan were impressed, "He knows what he is talking about. With some more training in the field he could become a great agent. "

The rest of the flight Spencer looked over the case file, but he still wished he was home and not about to see a crime scene of a murdered woman.

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