Being recruited by the FBI to help catch serial killers hadn't been something you were expecting. It was shocking, to say the least. One day you were a normal girl with a talent for seeing patterns in everyday numbers and activities, the next you were being taken to a top secret house.

Walking inside, you were greeted by the sight of another Natural sitting on the couch. Judd introduced the boy as 'Dean', a profiler. The older man left the two of you alone after that, claiming that he had some phone calls to make.

You sat on the couch across from Dean. The room was painfully silent. The urge to speak overwhelmed you. Dean saved you from making a fool out of yourself whenever he finally spoke up.

"What's your talent?" He asked curiously.