Two men seated at their desks, in two different states not so far from each other, in entirely different occupational buildings, were both having a terrible time at work.
For Dr. Spencer Reid - one of the Behavioral Analysis Unit's Supervisory Special Agents of the Federal Bureau of Investigation (a fancy title that meant he studied criminal behavior to catch murderers), it was one week away from Halloween. While this was the agent's favourite holiday, it also meant that criminals were running rampant, eager for the most macabre time of year to give them the cover of darkness. This being said, the agents at the BAU were kept extra busy.
For Hanna Cross - part-time worker bee at Target and part-time paranormal investigator - it was a Monday afternoon, just at the hour that most people got off work. The customers were grumpy and impatient, and his boss wasn't much different. Hanna seemed to be moving a mile a minute without a break all month long. Parents and their children came to him demanding where to know where the candy and costumes were. It was always like this around holidays, though, so he expected no different.
Although one wouldn't know it if they didn't outright ask, the knowledge of Halloween just around the corner both excited and worried Hanna as well. Halloween was fun, and he still looked young enough to go Trick-or-Treating, but the holiday was a dark one. Paranormal creatures came out of the shadows long enough to let all hell loose, and didn't shrink back down to normal level until October ended.
Criminals acted the same way. Murders were committed year round, of course, but things seemed to get especially grisly around Halloween, and in more frightening ways. Something about the dark themes of the holiday inspired criminals to get more creative and less careful in the ways that they killed.
While the lack of precaution from both universes (paranormal and criminal) made cases flow in more often and also made them easier to solve, the two investigators were kept far too busy for their likings.
A strange kind of fear kept both men awake late into the night, - which wasn't uncommon as it was - discomfort and nervousness rolling around in their busy minds. As they both stared up at the ceiling in different parts of the country, watching as dawn lit up their rooms, they wondered what was going to happen this year.
AN:
Well, this is a weird idea for a crossover. I'm pretty sure that Criminal Minds fans and Hanna is not a Boy's Name fans don't really cross paths very often, seeing as the two come from two different kinds of media. I mostly wrote this for myself honestly, because I just love the idea of Hanna and Reid interacting for some reason.
This is exciting! My first ever fic published to FF! :DDDD Critique is always welcome, even though this is only a prologue.
Still getting used to publishing on FF. Sorry for any weird twitches.
More soon!