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Misconception
a Supernatural/Criminal Minds crossover

{Warning: Language and violence will follow. You're welcome! }

Prologue

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It’s naturally an understatement to say that Dr. Spencer Reid is aware of his own intelligence. Eidetic memories and IQs above one eighties don’t always enquire modesty, especially not to a degree that acknowledgement of their impressive mental faculties eludes them. He personally didn’t graduate from multiple colleges and universities with multitudes of degrees in hand all before the age of thirty with the foolish notion that he was simply ‘smart’. No, Spencer Reid is, rightly put, brilliant-- and even without the constant reminder from others, he knows it.

So when something unexpected or unfortunate happens, one can understand his own frustration as he taken by blunt surprise. Even with the understanding that not all things go according to plan and that some things are just unavoidable (as his profession so frequently reminds him), it doesn’t stop the self-annoyance that blazes through him. His intelligence sometimes seems...wasted at those moments, and as most of his confidence derives from his ability to retain knowledge and use it, he feels like he's slipped up. When he’s taken off guard, he feels both a failure and powerless, and slightly angry that something hadn’t alerted him sooner, that he hadn’t detected a pattern that could have stopped what was happening from happening.

It’s this simultaneous feeling of irritation and shock that assaults him as he stares at the gun barrel aimed directly at him with wide eyes.

His first verbal thought fleets across his slightly dumbfounded mind, fast and frenzied and his cell falls to the floor with a clatter just as Hotch’s voice, tiny and metallic permeates from its speaker.

Why didn’t I see this coming?

“Surprise,” Dean Winchester says coolly, with a wry smile that bares his canines.

He cocks the pistol and Spencer could’ve sworn the smile grew wider.

:D (Big Grin) — Description
Misconception
a Supernatural/Criminal Minds crossover

{Warning: Language and violence will follow. You're welcome! }

Prologue

<><><><>

It’s naturally an understatement to say that Dr. Spencer Reid is aware of his own intelligence. Eidetic memories and IQs above one eighties don’t always enquire modesty, especially not to a degree that acknowledgement of their impressive mental faculties eludes them. He personally didn’t graduate from multiple colleges and universities with multitudes of degrees in hand all before the age of thirty with the foolish notion that he was simply ‘smart’. No, Spencer Reid is, rightly put, brilliant-- and even without the constant reminder from others, he knows it.

So when something unexpected or unfortunate happens, one can understand his own frustration as he taken by blunt surprise. Even with the understanding that not all things go according to plan and that some things are just unavoidable (as his profession so frequently reminds him), it doesn’t stop the self-annoyance that blazes through him. His intelligence sometimes seems...wasted at those moments, and as most of his confidence derives from his ability to retain knowledge and use it, he feels like he's slipped up. When he’s taken off guard, he feels both a failure and powerless, and slightly angry that something hadn’t alerted him sooner, that he hadn’t detected a pattern that could have stopped what was happening from happening.

It’s this simultaneous feeling of irritation and shock that assaults him as he stares at the gun barrel aimed directly at him with wide eyes.

His first verbal thought fleets across his slightly dumbfounded mind, fast and frenzied and his cell falls to the floor with a clatter just as Hotch’s voice, tiny and metallic permeates from its speaker.

Why didn’t I see this coming?

“Surprise,” Dean Winchester says coolly, with a wry smile that bares his canines.

He cocks the pistol and Spencer could’ve sworn the smile grew wider.