Author: Ren Kayashima

Rating: T

Disclaimer: I really hate that I have to do this. I do not own Criminal Minds. The title and its characters belong to CBS and its original creator.

Important Note at the end of the chapter. Please Read.

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Chapter Four:

"Faye, what did you do?" Sean yelled.

"I didn't say anything," Faye shouted. "You told me not too."

Faye's father looked at her. "I don't understand. You've known about the gun running?" he asked.

"I had left something in the back office," Faye frowned. "I came down to get it, and I saw Sean talking with someone about the guns."

An FBI agent walked over. "Ms. McDonough, do you know how serious this is?"

Faye nodded weakly. "I couldn't call the cops," she sniffed. She had to protect her sister.

"We need to ask you some questions," the agent said

Faye's father moved in front of her protectively. Faye moved closer to her dad instinctually. "What kind of questions?" he asked.

"We need her to tell up everything she knows," the agent explained. "We'll need to take her statement."

Spencer sat staring at Faye's bowed head and slumped shoulders. She had started to cry quietly. The entire BAU was quiet in their confusion, but no one more so than Spencer Reid. This was a serious problem and Faye McDonough was in the middle of it all.

"Are you aware that we can take your daughter in as an accessory?" the agent asked. "She knowingly hid illegal activity from the authorities."

Faye's hand snapped up at the thought of being arrested. "I didn't do anything wrong!" she shouted. She looked at her father. "Dad, I didn't do anything wrong." Panic had begun to rise in the small teen's voice.

"Faye," her father smiled turning around. He rested his hands on her shoulders. "Go with this agent, but don't say a word until I get there with a lawyer."

Fear started to grow in her stomach. "Why do I need a lawyer?"

Spencer tried to stand up, but the table prevented him from doing so. "Agent, my name is Dr. Spencer Reid. I'm an agent with the BAU can I ask what's going on?"

"Sean McDonough has been using his restaurant to transport and sell guns to local gangs," the agent explained.

Reid got an idea. "I'm requesting to question Faye," Spencer stated.

Hotch looked at Reid. "Reid, you shouldn't do that," he said. "Faye is a personal person to you."

"Hotch," Reid stated looking at his boss. "She's scared. We bother know that if there's an agent question her, it should be a woman. Or, at least someone who knows her. She's just a kid."

Hotch just stared at the young genius and nodded. He, Rossi, and Prentiss slipped out of the booth to let him out. Reid shuffled out carefully and smiled awkwardly at Faye. Faye's father looked at him warily. He stopped the young agent from moving any further by placing a hand on his shoulder.

"How do you know my daughter," he asked.

"He's my calculus tutor," Faye explained. "Dr. Reid I'd like you to meet Lieutenant Scott McDonough also known as my dad."

Scott looked at Reid in surprise. His daughter had been fighting him tooth and nail on getting a tutor, and she went and got one without his help. "Does she have an A?" he asked.

Reid nodded. He didn't dare speak because the army man actually intimidated him. It could have been that he was a full head taller and three times as strong, but Reid had the intelligence to beat the man in a quiz bowl. Maybe.

"And you're a FBI agent?"

Reid nodded again. "I've been coming to the dinner for the past two months now. I help both Faye and Katie with their math."

Scott looked at Reid coldly. "She doesn't say anything without me and our lawyer. Do you understand?" he asked quietly.

"Yes sir," Reid swallowed.

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Spencer entered an interview room with two cups of coffee. Faye had laid her head down on the table and sad look had made her blue eyes dim a bit. "Are you okay?" Spencer asked. Although he already knew the answer.

"Can I really go to jail?" Faye asked.

"Maybe, but if your honest about what you know, the prosecution might not charge you," Spencer stated as he took a seat. He wasn't going to lie to the teenager. She made him promise to be honest with her on the car ride over. A promise was a promise, and he wasn't going to break this one.

"Spencer, I can talk to you right?" Faye mumbled as she stared at the blank walls of the interrogation room.

Spencer pushed her cup of coffee towards her. "Not until your lawyer gets here," Spencer said. "What did you do in school?" he asked happy that there was a different subject to talk about with the redhead.

Faye sat up and wiped her eyes before taking the coffee cup in her hands. "In Economics we started a budget project."

"What do you have to do?" Reid asked. He had been given a similar project when he was thirteen. It took him four hours to research and put together.

"Well we're given fake money and have a list of things we need to survive on our own. Like an apartment, energy bill, water. We have to create a budget that works. You get bonus points if you have money left over."

"That sounds interesting," Reid smiled.

"Not really. I did it in my honor's fifth grade homework sessions," Faye sniffed as she took a sip of the warm beverage. "I just have to adjust for the difference in funds. The fifth grade one was harder," Faye said while she picked at her nails and looked at her lap.

"What did you do in Psychology?" Reid asked. The two of them talked about this class the most. Reid often directed Faye to some material for the several papers she had to write.

"We had a sub so I slept while he put in a movie about Africa Animal," Faye sighed. She wanted to be home with her parents.

It had been months since the high school senior had seen her mom and dad. It had been like this for the past ten years. Before that they were moving from base to base and when they finally settled in the D.C area, both parents were off to fight in a war. When her parents were on leave, they would go on camping trips and family vacations, but they were never long enough.

"Why did you watch a movie on African animals?" Reid asked.

"Because Jackson Curtis hid the documentary on twins," Faye answered. "He's only in AP Psychology because his mother is making him take it."

The door opened and Faye's father came in with an older man with greying hair.

"Faye you didn't say anything right?" her dad asked.

Faye looked at Reid. "We were talking about school," she said. "Hi Uncle Mark," she said looking at the greying man.

"Hello Faye, we're going to settle this matter. So don't worry," the man told her with a gentle smile. He looked at Spencer. "I'm Ms. McDonough's lawyer and will be advising her as you ask her your questions."

Spencer nodded. "All right," he started. "I'm going to answer some questions. Just answer based on what you know and what your lawyer tells you."

Faye nodded. She was still afraid of the room, but being with people she knew put her at ease.

"Did you know that your Uncle was using the family restaurant to run guns for the local gang?" Spencer began.

"Don't answer that," Mark said quickly.

"Sort of," Faye answered.

Spencer stared at the teen. She hadn't listened to her lawyer. This could be really good or really bad. "Can you elaborate?"

"No," Mark said firmly.

Faye looked at Spencer. "I knew that weapons were involved, but I never knew the parties or gangs involved."

"How did you learn about these activities?"

"Faye listen to Mark," Scott told his daughter. He wasn't going to see one of his baby girls go to jail for her brother's mistakes.

"I can't do that!" Faye said. "Look the only reason I kept this a secret is because of Katie," she stated angrily.

Scott looked at Faye dumbfounded. "What?"

"Sean is the only family in the area," Faye said. "Katie's entire social structure is here. If Sean goes to jail, we have to go to Baltimore and start over. She's eight-years-old, you can't do that to her. What about me. This is my last semester of high school. If we move I have to pay out of state tuition at any college I go to. I have a boyfriend."

Spencer looked at Faye. "What do you know about the gun running that your uncle was involved in?"

"Nothing!" Faye stated. "Only that there were guns. All I saw was Sean hold a gun while he stood behind grandpa's desk in the back office. He was talking to someone, but I didn't see who."

Spencer stared at the high schooler. He could actually understand why she kept her mouth shut. She probably had spent a large majority of her life without her parents around every day, and Katie was only eight. So her friends were everything.

Spencer stood up. He had to fix this. Faye was put in the middle of something that should never have happened. "Excuse me," he left the room quietly to talk to the agents on the case.

Scott stood up to hug Faye. She wrapped her arms around him and began to cry. "Why can't you come home?" she asked. "We miss you so much."

"I know Faye. I know," he father consoled her as he rubbed her back.

Reid came back into the interview room. "You can go home Faye," he said. "The FBI has everything they need."

Scott looked at Reid. "What's going to happen to my brother?"

"He's going to jail."

Faye stared at the young doctor. "What about me and Katie?"

Reid sighed. He couldn't figure that part out.

"Faye, we'll figure something out," Scott stated. He hugged Faye again.

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Author's Note: I apologize profusely for the long wait on this update. To say I had writer's block is a gross understatement. I've gone through entire packages on binder paper as I tried to come up with a chapter that I was okay to post. I still don't think that this is everything that I wanted it to be, but its close enough.

The next update won't take nearly as long to write, but I can't guarantee a quick update either. There's a lot of planning that goes into this particular story and it still has yet to sort itself out in my brain. So I ask for a little patience.

Important Note: I'm a college student in the last three weeks of her spring semester. It's the home stretch and the homework is piling up, so I have less time to write. I've got two accounts on fanfiction. One for these tales and another for the anime series I have in progress. I am trying to divide my time equally between the ten stories I have currently in progress. If you have me on am author alert, you'll notice that some stories are updated more often. This is because they have been flowing through my brain a lot faster than this one.

If it helps, I have a twitter account. I use it as a means to keep everyone updated on what's going on. If you ever want to find out the status of The Reid Effect all you have to do is request to follow me and ask me a question. I'd be happy to answer your questions if you have them. The link to my account is in my profile.

I feel like asking you to review after such a long wait period would be selfish, but I'd like to know what you think. Just send it as a review, or feel free to private message me with your thoughts.

Shane