So this is how the other side lives?
Criminal minds The Big Bang Theory crossover
DISCLAMER I do not own Criminal Minds or The Big Bang Theory
Chapter 1
Dr. Spencer Reid was currently eating by himself in the Caltech cafeteria. It was lunch time and he had spent most of the morning setting up his temporary office. He was to help out the psych department for a week or two, to lend his vast knowledge on the field. At least that was the official story. If asked he was to say that he was sent by the FBI to help widen the knowledge of the criminal mind. If anyone asked why here, he was to say the Bureau's choice. The truth, he was there because the FBI made him take a 'vacation', or forced medical break. For him to be somewhere he found productive and comfortable, as to deal with the stress of the past few years (being shot twice, losing Maeve, the horrible unsubs, etc...) so that's how he ended up at his old school. For a relaxing two weeks.
After a while of watching people he saw four very odd guys walk in. one was tall and thin, two were short. One of the short ones had a hoodie, the other an odd belt. The fourth was medium height, Indian, and in a sweater vest. They were all talking until the tall one pointed to Reid. They headed over.
The four sat down. The hoodie guy spoke first.
"Hi, I am Leonard, these are Howard, Raj, and Sheldon. You must be the new guy right?"
"Yeah, I'm Dr. Spencer Reid. Oh you can all just call me Reid.
"What field are you in" asked Sheldon (the tall one)
"Oh, um my doctorates are in many fields, but I um am here for work. So I guess I would say I'm an expert in the field of psychology. Specifically criminal phycology."
"Where do you work?" asked the sweater vest guy (Raj)
"Oh I work for the BAU, it's the Behavior Analysis Unit of the FBI."
"Wait the FBI as in you are an agent?" said the last one, Howard.
"Yes, I am an agent, I have been since I was 21" Reid answered. He now had their attention. They all started asking questions.
"Do you own a gun?'
"Have you ever shot someone?"
"Do you catch bad guys?"
"Have you ever been shot?"
"How many cases have you done?"
"Do you have a badge?"
"How old are you?"
"Ok stop. Yes I have a gun, yes I have shot people, and yes I catch bad guys. I have solved over 200 cases. Yes I have a badge, and I have been shot three times. And as for my age, I'm 33."
"You are 33, you joined the FBI at 21, and your have your PhD. What are you a geniuses?" asked Lenard.
"Yes, I guess you could say I am. And I have more than one PhD, I also have Bas. I do not like to brag." Reid replied.
"Well I am a genius too, and I can prove it." Sheldon beamed.
"Well good for you, maybe we are equals." Said a less then enthusiastic Reid.
"We are not equal, I am the smartest person here!" Sheldon declared.
"Whatever you say" Reid said.
"Here we go" said Howard.
"Hold on I have an IQ of 187, and eidetic memory, 2 PhDs, and a few Bas. Beet that." Sheldon stated.
"Ignore him" Raj said
"Well if I must, I have also have an IQ of 187, an eidetic memory, I have 3 PhDs, and 3 Bas, and I can read 20,000 words per minute." Replied Reid.
The others just stared at Reid. Sheldon was dumbstruck.
Before the others could say anything Reid got up, said goodbye and headed to his office.
Once Reid left Sheldon said "this is not over." Got up and followed. The others behind him.