A/N: I was thinking of writing a crossover with Supernatural. Not in this story, but it would involve demons and the Winchesters and probably Jody Mills. Would anyone be interested in that? Please tell me if you would!
Disclaimer: I, obviously, do not own Criminal Minds.
Gideon sat up in bed with a gasp, a shout on his lips. He pushed the blankets off of himself with shaky hands and stumbled into the bathroom. He dry heaved as memories from the nightmare- vision- resurfaced. He knew it hadn't happened yet, and that it might not happen at all, but he couldn't get rid of that feeling. Maybe, had it been anyone else, but it wasn't. This was Reid, and he couldn't shove the panic down long enough to really process what he had seen.
"I'm not a sinner!" Reid cried as he was struck again.
"We're all sinners, boy." The dark figure standing above him snarled. The scene shifted again, as they often did when he had visions.
"Choose." The person standing above him said, monotone. Reid looked down the barrel of the gun being pointed at him, terror in his large eyes.
"I won't choose who lives, and who you slaughter like a poacher." He said quietly, eyes flicking to something beyond the figure. The scene changed a final time and what he saw almost jolted him out of the vision entirely.
"Please, I don't want it, I don't want it," Reid begged, shaking his head as the tourniquet was tightened around his arm.
"Shh, it's okay, it helps." The person said and he pushed the needle into the pale skin at the crook of the young doctor's elbow. The plunger was pushed down, and Gideon was pushed out of the vision.
He heaved again as he recalled what he had seen, but nothing came up. He knew that he would only scare Reid, calling him in the state he was in. He stumbled back into the bedroom, grabbing his cell phone and dialing.
"Hello?" He serious, yet groggy voice asked. Gideon slumped slightly.
"Hotch." His voice sounded like he had just gotten done with a screaming match, and Hotch was instantly alert.
"Gideon? What's wrong?" Hotch asked, and Gideon could hear sheets rustling in the background.
"Reid, somethings going to happen to him!" Gideon knew he sounded hysterical, but he couldn't bring himself to care.
"Something happened to Reid?" Hotch asked, not letting the panic he felt seep into his voice.
"Not yet." He said, knowing that he was barely even making sense.
"I don't understand." Hotch's brow furrowed.
"I had a vision. Someone got Reid, they-" He cut himself off, taking a deep breath. He then continued to tell Hotch what he had seen.
"So you got nothing else? No faces or names?" Hotch asked. By the end of his story, Gideon had calmed down enough to be coherent.
"No, but I got the feeling it was more than one person." He said, shaking his despite the fact that Hotch couldn't see him.
"Well, then there's nothing we can do right now," Hotch said, and Gideon knew he was right. "Try and get some sleep. We can talk more in the morning." Hotch said, and Gideon agreed. He hung up and laid back in his bed, knowing he wouldn't be sleeping any time soon.
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Reid walked into the bullpen wearing a Frankenstein mask, handing people candy as he walked by. He also had a fake noose around his neck and was holding a plastic pumpkin.
"I'm going to kill you!" He said in a deep grumbly voice as he came up behind Morgan. Prentiss looked over and laughed as Morgan jumped.
"Reid-" Morgan began, but Reid kept talking.
"Happy All Hallows Eve, folks!" He said as he took off the mask with gloved hands. Prentiss took a moment to wonder how he got past security while wearing it. "It's a paraphrase from Celtic mythology. Tomorrow night all order is suspended and the barriers between the natural and the supernatural are temporarily remoooved!" He laughed as he said the last part in a spooky voice, throwing a fake head to Prentiss, who caught it, still laughing at his antics. Morgan, on the other hand, was not amused.
"See, that right there is why Halloween creeps me out." He said, pointing at Reid.
"You're scared of Halloween?" Reid asked, trying not to smile.
"I didn't say I was scared, I said I was creeped out." Morgan corrected. It did sound sort of silly when you put it that way, but he stood by it. "There's a difference there, youngster, you should look it up." Reid nodded, somehow managing to make the action look sarcastic as he turned to his desk.
"What creeps you out about it?" Prentiss asked from where she sat.
"I don't know, people wearing masks? I don't like folks in disguises." He said.
"That's the best part about Halloween, you can be anyone you want to be," Reid said, throwing a piece of candy at Morgan.
"Nah, I'm pretty good just being me." Morgan said.
"Why do neither of those points of view surprise me?" Prentiss asked sarcastically.
"Maybe because Reid had a magician alter ego that wore a mask on stage, and Morgan is… well, Morgan." JJ said as she walked toward them, having heard the last part of the conversation. Prentiss snorted.
"Oh, yeah." She said sardonically.
"Ya know, on the flip side, Halloween does give you an excuse to curl up with a scary movie and a little Halloween honey," Morgan said with a wink. Both of the women pulled a face.
"Ew." Prentiss said.
"Gideon wants us in the conference room." JJ said, remembering her reason for coming to them. They all nodded.
"A case on Halloween? This sucks." Reid said, walking next to Prentiss, who nodded in agreement. The rest of the team was already there when Prentiss and Reid entered, and the two took a seat between Morgan and JJ. Reid could feel the anxiety and worry radiating off of Gideon but was interrupted before he could ask.
"What took you guys so long?" Morgan looked at them, amused.
"Coffee," Reid said simply, taking a sip of the dark liquid.
"Of course, because what else is worth being late for?" Rossi asked rhetorically.
"Let's get started," Gideon said seriously, cutting off Prentiss's reply. Hotch, who was standing at the front of the room nodded.
"We think a shapeshifter is killing people in Oklahoma," Hotch said, and they knew this was going to be a long case.
A/N: Hey, guys! I think I might be getting back into the groove of writing, but I don't think I will be updating as frequently. I kind of stole this case from Supernatural. For those of you who are part of that fandom, this is not a crossover as of right now. Thank you to everyone who commented! It always helps, even if I don't use the ideas suggested. You guys are awesome, thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed!