"You're in charge, Agent Lyons," the chief said. "Whatever you need, you'll get."

Nicky nodded. Now that most of her nerves had cleared, she could process how great this opportunity was for her career. This was her chance to excel. Nicky wasnt the kid at the office anymore; she was twenty-nine, going on thirty in a few months, and she was eager to show everyone what she could do when given the reins.

"Good luck, agents." The chief flicked off the projector, leaving the room in darkness. Moments later, the light flicked on. The chief looked down at them. "I'm leaving this all in your capable hands. Remember, Agent Lyons is in charge." The chief looked at Ken when he said that. "Follow her orders."

With that, Franco left the room. Silence. Nicky glanced around the table awkwardly. Ken looked unimpressed. But Grace was looking to Nicky like a hopeful puppy.

"Well," Nicky began, clearing her throat. She needed a game plan for them, and she needed it now. This was her first time in charge of a team--but she didn't want it to be her last.

"I'm sure we can all agree that the prison lead is flimsy," Nicky said. She swallowed her nerves. "But it's the best thing we've got."

Nicky thought over the plan. No matter what, as the only other field agent, Nicky was going to end up working closely with Ken. Grace was a tech, so she was most useful staying here where she could have all the resources of the BAU at her disposal. The computers in the BAU's bullpen were state of the art. They had access to the latest forensic software and databases. They had access to the latest intelligence reports. Nicky was grateful for their help, but she knew that she couldn't rely on them. She had to be self-sufficient. That was why she was the field agent. She was the one who had to be able to think on her feet and make quick decisions.

"Okay, game plan," Nicky said. "Grace, you stay here at HQ and learn as much as you can about the victim, and this John Wentz guy while you're at it."

"You're the boss," Grace said.

"You go get set up," Nicky said, noting the time.

Grace left, leaving her and Ken alone in the room. Nicky felt her palms grow sweaty as she faced him. He eyed her up, and she wasnt sure what he was thinking. But then he said:

Youve never led a team before, have you?

A lump formed in Nickys throat, but she nodded. No, Agent Walker, I havent.

He nodded. Well, I have. If you need any tips…

She couldnt help but glower at his tone.

Or, Ken said, I could just take over if youre not up for it.