Jonah Michael Knox

in the long run you make your own luck - good, bad or indifferent. Jonah M. Knox / Special Agent / 35 / single

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open starter: m/f/nb

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Maxine was laid back in the living room finishing up a joint when she heard someone walk through the front door. the smoke dissipating around her, she smiled over at the person after she extinguished the joint in the ash tray in front of her. “well don’t you have the best timing.” she mused with a devious grin. “so i totally forgot to burn a candle but i can make up for it by offering another joint.”

Jonah let out a frustrated sigh at the female who just seemed to enjoy provoking him like no other. “Really, Maxine? I should arrest you for that, you know?!” He was a man of order and lived for his job. Then again, this was Maxine and he had given up hopes it would ever change. “Apparently I do! Always just on time to catch you breaking the law.” He shook his head at her, trying to keep a straight face. “You’re lucky I’m off duty right now, but make sure to blow the smoke away from me. Wouldn’t want my next test to come out positive due to you forcing me to passive smoke that crap.” He sat down across from her to keep a little bit of distance, given the circumstances he still had to work and didn’t want to smell like weed when he did. There was no need to decline her offer though his answer was clear. “That’s not the kind of offer I’d ever accept, sweet heart!” 

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Standing in line outside of a club, nearing midnight, Mishka was questioning numerous life choices. Ranging from the minor - why had she decided to wear uncomfortable shoes, like an idiot? - to more serious - why had she trusted her friend to actually show up on time? Or at all. 

She rose up on tippie toe, trying to see how far the line had progressed, glancing around her and obsessively at her phone. Hoping desperately that Allie wouldn’t stand her up. 

Like on Tuesday. Or Thanksgiving. Or her grandmother’s funeral. 

Any day that ended in Y, really. 

Still nothing on the phone. She turned to look at the back of the lineup, hoping to see a familiar face - instead she caught full eye contact with the person standing behind her. Rather than a smooth smile or an introduction, Mishka opted for an about-face and then an awkward minute of stiff backed silence before turning slightly back to the person, and saying, “Sorry I was just looking for someone.”

It was about time Jonah finally got a day off to enjoy some time to himself. He’d been looking forward to it for quite a while now and could only hope, he wouldn’t get a call from work like he did all those times before. His job was very demanding and time consuming, it was difficult to plan things for him, which lead to difficulties maintaining relationships of all kinds. It wasn’t like he didn’t want that for himself but he had responsibilities and often had to cancel events which was hard on people. Jonah got that and yet, someone had to do the job. 

But tonight was supposed to be all about fun and he was determined to make the best of it and milk it for all it was worth. As always, he gave his 100% in everything. The place was pretty crowded and he wondered if they were giving away free drinks or something as the line in front of him just didn’t seem to move. Patience wasn’t his greatest trait to be honest and he was two seconds from calling in a favor, when he was taken aback by a pair of gorgeous eyes staring right into his own. Raising a brow at the female in front of him, he offered a friendly smile. “Not me, unfortunately, I guess but I’m sure, whoever you’re waiting for will be here any moment.” 

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Ever since he could remember, Jonah wanted to follow his father's example and become a cop. He might not be able to change the world but he could change the world for some people. His job was never easy though and often he found himself wondering, if it was worth the effort and danger he was facing. But every time they'd save a life or brought a child back home, he knew it was damn well worth it.

Today was a good day, despite the injuries he took home from this case. It was a tough one, they'd been after this guy for months and finally caught him this evening. However he wouldn't give up without one hell of a fight. Thankfully the bullets only hit his vest but the impact still left some bruises and swelling on his torso. Usually he wouldn't bother going to the hospital and take care of it himself as best as he could but this time he was ordered by the authorities to get a check up. Their main concern was the deep cut he got on his left shoulder.

Not wanting to argue with them, the special agent unwillingly agreed to them. He really couldn't stand hospitals and only entered them if he didn't have a choice. It was probably not the smartest way to go about the many times he actually should have gotten proper medical attention but he was stubborn. Surely others had worse conditions and needed the care more than he did. That was typically his excuse not to go.

This time his boss dropped him off at the hospital so there was no way out without being cleared by the doctor. As he walked inside, he didn't register the looks he was getting. Not that he'd mind but he was just tired and worn out. The clock just hit 3am as he reached the reception. "Hi. I'm supposed to get some minor injuries checked."

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Cat&Jonah II First Day

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It was unsurprising that the grip of his hand was firm and strong but she was pleasantly surprised by the trace of grace in it. Most of her male co-workers always did anything to prove their power over her and any other female cop. She could sense that wasn’t the case for him and it earned him some respect from her. She returned his hand shake firmly, granting him a warmer smile.  “Like wise.” Cat returned the pleasantry,  A genuine laugh left her and she grinned at him, leaning against the door frame of his office. “I was top of my class; homework is important. I have to know who I’m going to have to knock down a peg or two.” The detective joked, already able to tell that it wasn’t the case with him. He seemed genuine. Not arrogant or anything of the sort. 

At the sight of donuts and coffee, Catalina pushed herself off the frame of the door and took a step towards him, taking the coffee.  “You know,” she began, taking the lip off and drinking a sip of the coffee, relishing the strong flavors as they danced on her tongue. Anyone who knew her knew that she was an addict through and through. Coffee was her drug and she didn’t think there was anything better in this world. “I did the same thing my first day…but I brought bagels too.” Covering the coffee, she placed it on the wooden table and focused on the donut, taking a bite and shrugged at his words. “You’re not wrong. But despite how of common it is… it doesn’t make it any less shocking when it happens.”

Catalina would be lying if she said that she wasn’t intrigued with the man before her. They seemed to be on the same wavelength and she could tell that he was a lot like her. They were used to being the smartest person in the room. Always prepared. In control. He was a challenge, just like she was. Her theory was proven right when he rattled off her hometown. They had both done their homework. He probably knew her file as well and in depth as she knew his. “Mm-hmm.” She confirmed, chuckling  at the sense of playfulness that was being emitted from him. They could probably do this all day. And, as her eyes took him in, she wouldn’t mind it in the least.

“Sounds like a good idea,” She laughed, picking at her donuts. “Alright…so tell me…why BAU? That’s not something someone chooses every day.” She arched an eyebrow at him curiously, settling herself against the table. “And I’m curious…how early do you usually arrive? I’ll admit, not many usually beat me at the station. First one in…and typically last one out.” 

Jonah knew about the issues most female co workers had in the business. It was one of the reasons he did his best to treat them with the respect they deserved. If anything he thought they were even braver than the males in that position because physically it was easier for the unsubs to overwhelm them. It took a hell lot of courage for a woman to face and fight someone physically stronger. It wasn’t the same but he had to deal with a lot of prejudices himself because many people were still biased about his skin color. He’d experienced it ever since he was a kid. He slowly let go of her soft hand and made sure to do so unhurriedly. “you and me both, honey.” Jonah playfully raised a challenging brow at her as she mentioned being top of the class. He was a smooth talker and knew to play his charms but he didn’t have ego issues. “Let me know if you need help.” Not that he thought she couldn’t handle the traditional macho co workers herself but he wouldn’t mind giving her a hand.

He watched her closely and it was obvious how much she enjoyed her coffee, almost a bit too much. The view drew a chuckle from his lips and he shook his head with a sigh. It wasn’t mentioned in her files but he could add another fact to her profile. “The gas station didn’t have Bagles yet. Told me to come back at 7am. Probably not used to early birds like us in this town.” He laughed before he told her the rest of the story with an amused look in his eyes. “I actually woke the cashier up, fell asleep and jumped when he saw me. Thought I was going to rob him or somethin’ and told me he’ll call the police. “ Jonah couldn’t tried to mimic the guy as best as he could. “Told him, no need man. Police is already here. Showed him my ID and he went white like that wall over there, said sorry five times and told me I don’t look like a typical officer. Told him, I’m not an officer. I’m an agent. Poor guy took time to recover.” Though the fun part of the conversation faded when she mentioned the fact how shocking small towns could be. “Agreed 100 percent.”

Agent Knox worked hard to get to where he was right now and he was very professional, always focused on the job. And it was his job to capture every single detail about situations, things, people, however small they may seem. Catalina was no exception. It so much as took him one second to become aware she could probably almost pass as a female version of himself. He wouldn’t say it out aloud but they were alike in many ways - this much he could already tell. Whether this would prove to be an advantage for the job or a challenge was something only time could tell. He was looking forward to it, that was all he knew. After all this job suddenly didn’t seem as boring anymore. His eyes stayed focused on hers as he took a coffee cup in his hands and removed the lip carefully before he took a sip and licked his lips.

He was a fellow coffee lover himself but he tried to watch his diet and reduce his sugar intake so he left the donuts untouched. “I try to, you know, make my ideas sounds good. Even if they’re not, at least make them sound like they are, right?” Jonah joked before his expression returned to a more serious one at her question. “Someone’s gotta do the dirty work. As crazy as it sounds, I always wanted to protect as many innocent people as I could. Safe as many lives as I can. The BAU works with the worst, serial killers, sociopaths, it’s a job not everyone wants to do. But someone’s gotta stop those guys. “ Jonah was honest, he probably wasn’t an open book about his private life, his past and family but he was always honest and said things exactly as they were. “What about you? What made you choose this job of all options?” He chuckled at her question about his usual arriving time and shrugged “Well, that, my dear sounds like a challenge to me and I’d be damned to spill my secret so you could use it to your advantage and beat me.” He winked at her with one eye and his eyes flickered at the challenge she threw at him indirectly. “Sounds promising though don’t beat yourself up about that. I’m typically going all night. Every second counts in my position and I usually don’t stop until the case is solved. Sleep if even on the plane or in the taxi.”

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Cat&Jonah II First Day

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It wasn’t unusual for Catalina to be the first one in the station. It had, actually, been routine for her. She had always been the first one in her precinct back in LA and in her short tenure with NYPD. It was probably because she loved to run before anyone stepped onto the streets. It was her alone time, time for her to focus and center herself before doing her hectic job. 

So, it was a bit of a surprise for her, to see that someone had apparently already gotten to the station. The door was unlocked and the lights turned out. She was momentarily impressed and curious to see what co-worker had beaten her. Walking through the building, Catalina followed the small noises she could hear and finally found the culprit, and immediately knew who it was. 

She had been briefed that they were sending in a FBI agent to the town, lead of the BAU team. Normally, she’d be sour over it but with a case file like the one Beacon had, she was a little glad for the support. It wasn’t unusual for the FBI to step in to handle cases like the ones they were facing, but it was unusual for the agents to be welcomed into the environment. It was usually a battle of egos and jurisdiction. Catalina was no stranger to that. But this time was different. Beacon Hills was unlike anything she had seen before and being from LA and NY…. that was saying something. “This is it.” She answered his question, though she knew he probably hadn’t noticed he wasn’t alone. 

“Agent Knox, right?” Her hazel hues took a second to take in the man before her, her mind already working to build an impression based this interaction and all she had researched about him. “Detective Catalina Vargas – LAPD; I was sent in to help with the cases here too. I’m leading the investigation now.” The introduction was amicable, but confident, not wanting him to think that just because he was with the FBI, she was one to be pushed around. She was willing to work with him…but definitely not for him. As she extended her hand for him to shake, she offered a welcoming smile. “It’s incredible that a small town like this has caused such a fuss, isn’t it? You’re from NY, right?”

Jonah had always been the first to show up. Not just since he took over the position of the supervisor of the the BAU but since way back in high school. He was just a morning person and enjoyed the quiet when everyone else was still sound asleep. He’d go about his morning routine without pressure and with no rush. Work out or a run before he got ready for work and he even made sure there was enough time for breakfast. Days could get busy in his job and he never knew when his stomach would get a proper fill again - and a hungry cop - especially if he was the supervisor - was no fun to deal with for anyone. He made sure to not let that happen.

As per usual, he arrived before anyone else and he expected to be alone and have some more time to inspect the building but he barely set down his boxes before he picked up the sound of footsteps. Rhytmical, short, confident, yet with light pressure. Presumable a female. He smirked to himself as he waited for his new co-worker to approach. The mind of a BAU always ran a million miles per second, analysing everything. At times he didn’t even notice it anymore. It just happened. His neck inclined as he focused on the door, waiting for them.

What kind of cop would he be if he didn’t research his new team, the city, it’s population and anything else that could be of importance in any way. He wasn’t delusional about the situation, nor about the possible complications it brought in most cases if several departments had to work together. It was unfortunate but most of the times, they tended to work against each other rather than with each other. It was an ego-thing. Personal or in order to get the best statistics and with that promotions etc. To him it was above all about the case and individuals involved. Fame and money weren’t his priority and never would be. He thought more of the families of the victims. The innocent who deserved to know the truth and the lives that could be saved. Shortly after he registered the presence of another person, a face was added to the profile. A very pleasant one to look at as he had to admit. “Looks quite like it”. He assumed, offering a warm smile and stepping closer towards the female to accept her hand and shake it - his grip firm but smooth. He wasn’t intending on hurting her delicate hand. 

Detective Catalina Vargas - her name instantly crossed his mind even before she mentioned it. He studied all the files of each team member and stored the information in the back of his head. It was a funny coincidence he would particularly run into her first. It was a thought when he saw her picture he’d never admit but for a moment he was impressed. Not by her appearance but the kind of job she chose regardless. If he had learned one thing it was to never underestimate a beautiful face and that could be her biggest advantage. 

He let go of her hand but kept his dark eyes locked on her hazel ones. “Detective Vargas. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” His smile increased with the mention of his name and he couldn’t stop his next words from escaping him. “Someone did their homework. Or does the call hurry ahead of me? I certainly hope my reputation is not that bad ” Jonah chuckled and reached over to the table to grab one of the coffees and donuts and held it out to her. “To show I come in peace.” Lifing his brows, he waited for her to accept the offered treats and observed how she’d drink her coffee. “Never judge a book by the cover. Small towns like this can be the worst. Exactly because no one would expect them to be. Just think about cults, William Inmon, Scott Williams, Donald Gaskins and the list is endless.”

“I am. You’re from LA, correct? “. Jonah shook his head playfully and looked at her expectantly. “Why don’t we talk about something we didn’t find on each others files?”. 

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Cat&Jonah II First Day

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At first he wasn’t interested in this job. It didn’t seem like a challenge and he was pretty happy in his current positio. He thought there couldn’t be much work for him in a small town like Beacon Hills. But after what he’d heard, there might be something big going on there. A secret cult or serial killer crossed his mind if he paid attention to the rumors. If not before, he knew after the best officers of each department throughout the country were selected to build a new team and were  sent to Beacon Hills. It was his call. Jonah should have been flattered to be one of them. However, he was a city man and really couldn’t imagine himself living  on the countryside. He tried to convince himself it wouldn’t take long to find the responsible. After all the options to hide in a small place were limited. 

He just arrived in Beacon the night before. Five hours of sleep and a cold shower after his morning work-out later, he was on his way to his new office. Still used to taking an hour to the station back home, he arrived way early. Despite the stop at the gas station where he ordered a round of coffee and donuts for the new team. It was still dark inside but the early bird didn’t mind. It’d give him time to inspect the building. 

Once he opened the door with the key he’d been given, he turned on the lights of the hallway and peeked through the windows of each room, observed every detail of his surroundings until he found the little sign with his name on it next to a door. Jonah opened it and set the boxes down onto the wooden table, sighing. “So this is it hu?.” 

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Bio

Jonah Michael Knox / 34 years / Special Agent / single

Early Life: 

He grew up with two smaller sisters. His father was shot when he was ten. As the oldest sibling, he took care of his sisters to support his mother. They were his priority and he neglected school from time to time. He was very smart and studied by himself during the nights when his sisters were asleep. Jonah always loved sports and was the captain of the football team. Thanks to his talent, he got a scholarship and was very thankful for it because otherwise he wouldn’t have been able to afford it. When he graduated, he was the best of his year. Jon wanted to do good and make the world a better place since he lost his dad. It was clear to him he’d work for the police one day. 

Personal Life: 

His mother and sisters are the most important to him. And his dog. He loves them more than anything. Although he can be very charming, he’s a workaholic and it was difficult for him to maintain long relationships. He’s very caring and always has an open ear for everyone. If you need a drink or vent, he’s your guy. He’ll speak his mind honestly and will support people in their dreams and actions as long as no one has to suffer unnecessary consequences. Jonah is very reliable, a bit addicted to sports and a family person. He wants to help, friends and strangers alike but can be a bit guarded about his personal life. He’s a gentleman but very mature and sets his boundaries from the start to avoid heartbreaks. If he sees a way to keep someone from getting hurt, he’ll take it. 

Career: 

Always the responible guy who worked hard to be able to support his family, he studied hard and made his way up to the top and has been the supervisor of the BAU Team in the FBI for a couple of years. Jon also specialized in explosives,  fixations, and obsessive behaviors and took the leads of undercover cases.