Hey you lovely readers. If you're reading this, it means that you found the story interesting even though the summary sucks big time. Oh, well, I was never good with summaries. Anyway, I'm kind of obsessed with Sterek and I can't wait till season 3 because I want them to become canon so much. Ugh. Anyway, for all of you who watch Criminal Minds, Stiles is pretty similar with Spencer Reid in the genius part because I was inspired this plot from Reid's character in Criminal Minds. So, it could be considered a crossover but only in the genius part of the story. Anyway, sorry for any errors this chapter isn't edited because I wanted to upload it immediately so yeah. Sorry guys.

I don't own teen wolf T_T

Blank... This was the state of my mind. It was strangely calming, not being able to think anything. This was the first time that something like that happened to me. Usually my mind was so full of thoughts and knowledge that sometimes I thought I would explode.

Some people thought that I was blessed. After all, I was a genius, right? True, my IQ was way above the average, a fact that most people envied. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't ungrateful or something but sometimes being me was so damn difficult.

So, yeah. I welcomed this blankness like a blessing. At least those last minutes I had left would be peaceful. At last...

Four months before...

"Hale, I need you in my office," came Argent's voice from the other side of the room as soon as I walked in."Now".

I sighed, knowing from the tone of his voice that this was serious. It was probably a case and I really wasn't looking forward to hear what had happened this time. I was still exhausted from our last case. Still, I walked into Argent's office where he and the rest of the team were waiting for me.

My team had six members. The oldest member was Chris Argent who was an FBI agent for more than twenty years with plenty of experience and of course our leader. Then there was Laura Hale -no she was not related to me- who was an agent for ten years. She was in her late thirties and was the voice of logic in this group. These two were the eldest of this team and we always went to them when we needed guidance.

The rest of us were new agents. Vernon Boyd was the quiet member of our group since he spoke only when he had to, Erica Reyes was the sexiest team of our group and in my opinion the most dangerous because she did what she had to do without hesitating, Allison Argent, who was Chris' daughter, was our newest member and she was the sweetest girl I knew but she could be pretty dangerous with a gun. Then there was me.

Originally our team had only four members: Chris, Laura, Vernon and me. Then came Erica and Allison who had just graduated from the FBI academy and were not agents yet. They were here for training and in two months they would be officially FBI agents.

I took a seat beside Erica who gave me a seductive smile causing me to roll my eyes.

"Now that Derek honored us with his presence, we can begin," Chris said giving me a glare. "This case is not like the others so pay attention".

"We always pay attention, boss," Erica said batting her eyelashes.

Chris ignored her and showed us a picture. It was of a young boy, probably eighteen or nineteen. He had a buzz hair cut and big brown eyes that made him look innocent like a small child.

"This is Genim Stilinski," Chris continued. "He is a college student and he is eighteen years old".

He looked at us waiting for us to understand something.

"So?" Erica asked, confused. I couldn't blame her, I was confused too. Was the kid murdered or something? If he wasn't why was Chris talking about him.

"This kid," Chris begun, annoyed, "is a genius. He graduated from public high school at the age of twelve, went to Yale at thirteen and got his first doctorate at the age of seventeen. Now he studies psychology for his second doctorate".

"Wow," Allison said, looking impressed. "I'm so jealous right now".

"You should be," Laura spoke from her sit beside me. "He has an IQ of 187 and an eidetic memory. So, yeah, we all have the right to envy this kid".

"Well, these are really facts fascinating but why are we discussing about him? Was he murdered?"

"Well, no," Chris said. "As I said this is a little different from our usual cases. He is alive but someone started killing students of this college. The local police believes that the real target is the kid. The government really want to keep this kid alive since he'll be really useful to them in the future, so they requested an FBI team to make sure that he's safe".

"And of course they chose our team," Erica moaned. "Chris, we are solving murders. We are agents, not bodyguards".

"It's not in my hands, Erica," Christ sighed. "Sorry, we are going there".

"What do we have to do, Chris?" Laura asked.

"Well, Erica, Allison, Vernon and Derek will pose as college students," he said ignoring our groans. "As for us, we are going to pose as a couple. They already found an apartment near the college so we can keep an eye on him".

"Will he be aware that we are FBI agents?" Boyd spoke for the first time.

"Yes, he already knows," Chris answered. "They showed him our pictures and since he has an eidetic memory he'll remember our faces. We are leaving tomorrow morning".

"Great," I said rubbing my face. "I'll be a college student... Again".

The next day when we got into the plain I was more than little frustrated. The last thing I wanted was to pose as a college student. Why couldn't the government hire bodyguards or something. That was their job, making sure that their client was safe. It wasn't my job.

"Stop frowning so much," Laura said from her seat across from me. "Think of it as vacation".

"I don't like vacations," I said seriously.

"Well, I'm not really surprised," Erica said without taking her eyes off her magazine. "Seriously, you need to chill. Have some fun. Maybe you'll get laid there".

"Erica we are going there for a job," Chris said sternly. "Don't make me regret my decision to take you and Allison with us even though you're still trainees".

After that I stooped paying attention because this was like a routine for us. Erica being imature, Chris telling her to act more maturely and Allison defending her friend. This was how our team worked. We were fighting and arguing all the time because we were so different from one another but we would give up our lives for our teammates. We were like a family.

I admit, I didn't have any friends or family outside this team so they were all pretty important to me even though I wasn't always that nice with them. Most of the time I was snapping or shouting at them but they understood that I didn't want to hurt them. I was just like that.

It took an hour to arrive. The kid had chosen a smaller college after he left Yale which was a good thing for us. Since it had less students we could protect Genim better.

"We're going to the police station to meet Genim and then everyone will go at their places," Chris instructed as we left the airport.

The ride to the station was silent because we all were tired and couldn't wait to get this over with and go to take a nap before we started. Of course first we had to meet this kid, Genim Stilinski. Even though I really didn't want to be in this case I couldn't stop myself from being a little curious about this kid that the government wanted to protect so much.

I could imagine him as a boring rich kid that knew everything and thought that he was better that everyone else just because he had a high IQ.

When we arrived at the police station, an officer came to great us.

"Hello," he said as he took us towards the office where the kid was waiting for us. "I'm really glad that you came. The kid was making my head hurt".

When we reached the office he stopped just outside and turned to look at us. "I feel like I should prepare you, first," he said with a small smile. "Genim is not very enthusiastic about the whole protection thing".

"Well, too bad that it's not something that he can change," I said making the officer take a step back.

"Derek," Chris warned. "It's okay officer, we can handle this".

With the nod the officer opened the door. The office was small with a little office and a chair behind it. The kid was sitting on the desk staring at the ceiling, murmuring something. When he heard us coming in he looked at us with a big grin that made him look kind of stupid.

"This is a genius?" Erica asked surprised.

"Erica, behave," Chris barked and Allison giggled.

Even though I would never act like Erica, I had to agree with her. He didn't look like a genius to me. The goofy smile and ridiculously big eyes made him look like an idiot.

"I don't believe that intelligence can be accurately quantified," the kid said immediately, his smile becoming winder as he spoke. "But my IQ is higher than any of yours so I guess I am".

"Mister Stilinski," the officer said quickly, "these are the FBI agents".

"Hello, Genim," Chris said with a smile. "I'm Agent Chris Argent, these are agents Laura Hale, Vernon Boyd, Derek Hale, Allison Argent and Erica Reyes".

The kid examined us for a moment, his smile never fading. "Well, first of all nice to meet you," he started babbling, "to be honest I expected you all quite different. Also, would you mind calling me Stiles? I hate Genim".

"Stiles Stilinski?" Erica snorted.

"Yes, Stiles Stilinski," the kid said seriously. "Now are we done? I want to watch my best friend playing lacrosse".

So what do you think? Feel free to tell me. I can take it ;)

Kisses

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