Intervention [RP with so_lessfragile Hanna Carmichael]

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Reid was sitting at a table outside the coffee shop waiting for Hanna to show up. They'd pre arranged to meet here. In his head he was trying to decide what the best approach was. Clearly, Hanna was mentally unstable but the only person he'd ever had to intervene in their lives directly because of that had been his mother. He couldn't exactly commit Hanna. She'd have to do that herself. He had time to make those sort of decisions though. Right now he was going to have his coffee and wait for her to show up.

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Hanna stretched when she got out of her car. She hates sitting for that long; driving for that long, but for once she had to get somewhere at a certain time. She was meeting a skeptic, who also thought she was crazy, named Reid. The plan was to show him that things did go bump in the night. There was magic. Not just science based magic. Real, someone-wants-someone-else-dead-so-they-plant-a-hex-bag kind of magic. She'd show him she was not crazy.

Hanna walked into the coffee shop Reid set as a meeting spot and looked around the room. Okay, skeptic, she thought come out, come out, wherever you are.

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Reid glanced up when the door opened and recognized the pretty brunette. He stood up to get her attention.

"Hanna Carmichael?" he asked.

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Hanna raised an eyebrow. Not bad, in a geeky way, she thought. Hanna nodded and walked over to him. "That's me. Reid, I presume?"

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"Y-yeah," Reid answered, stuttering a bit. He tucked his hair behind one ear. He was even more socially awkward around pretty girls than he was in general. "Do you want some coffee?" he asked, gesturing with his cup.

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She grinned. He slurred, how cute. "Yes I would. A few actually. Long drive."

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Reid nodded. "Any particular kind? I'll order it if you want to sit down." The grin nearly had him stuttering again.

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Hanna did as Reid asked and took a seat. "Just a regular... I'm not one for those macciwhatevers." she replied.

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Reid nodded and ordered her coffee, paid for it and brought it over to her. He sat the coffee in front of her then sat down opposite her.

"W-where did you come from?" he asked, trying to get a conversation started.

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Before replying, Hanna took a sip of her coffee. Better than a lot she had. Reid had chose a good coffee shop. "Just a blip on the map small town in southern new your state."

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"Long drive," Reid responded. He took a sip of his coffee. It was black with tons of sugar. "Do you live in New York?"

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Hanna shook her head. "Nope. I was there for a job."

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Reid nodded. He was used to the idea of traveling for work. He just took a jet instead of a car. "So where do you live?"

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Hanna shrugged. "Does my car count? I don't really live in one particular place. I can't stay in a place too long. I travel wherever my job takes me."

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"I guess it can count," Reid said. "What kind of car?" Yeah, he sort of was avoiding asking what her job was. He knew her instability spread to what she did for a 'living'. He wanted to know what else it interferred with.

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Hanna grinned. He sure was trying to avoid the subject of her work. "An old Honda. It's nothing special but it gets me from place to place without giving me too much trouble."

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"I guess that's what's important," Reid responded. "I don't drive. I mean I can. I have a license in case I have to drive for work but I ride the subway to work everyday and I don't own a car."

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"Really? Damn. Don't you get claustraphobic in a subwa with all those people?" Hanna shuddered at the thought. "I'd rather walk.|

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"No," Reid shook his head. "I'm not really claustrophobic. Statistically it's much safer than driving. Since 1990 there have been 668 subway deaths. 47.2% were alcohol related, 51.3% were suicides and only 1.5% were homicides. None of them were related to actual train accidents or machine failure."

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Hanna raised an eyebrow. What was with the sudden statistics lesson? "Whoa, alrighty. You sure can pull facts out of your ass. What else can you do?"

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Reid furrowed his brow at her question. He wasn't sure if she was being serious or sarcastic. "Statistics are kind of my thing. Uhm...I can read 20,000 words a minute...I've got doctorates in Mathematics, Chemistry and Engineering so...do you really care or are you being sarcastic?"

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Hanna's jaw dropped for a fraction of a second but she pulled it right back up. "A little bit of both, I guess. But that's pretty impressive. All I have is my highschool diploma." She paused. They really weren't talking at all about what she came to Virgina for. "Anyway, we're getting far too off topic. Look, Reid, you seem like a nice guy. Hell, you bought me a coffee, but I have to show you what's out there. I really am not crazy."

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"Not crazy," Reid specified. He hated that word because his mother was schizophrenic and he knew there was a chance he could be at some point too. "Just...unstable." He looked down at his watch, worn over the sleeve of his sweater.

"Okay. I've got time off work. Where do you want to take me?" He was fairly sure that even if she was unstable, she wasn't going to hurt him.

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Hanna smirked. There were quite a few places she could take him. Hell, she could probably find something to hunt in Quantico but she preferred small towns. The cops were stupider there. "Lucky for you I already had a next job set up so we are both headed to Seaford, Delaware. You up for it? Because seriously, with what I do you have to be on the ball. You can't lag behind. It could get you killed and I so do not want your death on my conscience."

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"Alright, if you'll take me back to my apartment, let me grab my gun and some clothes," Reid agreed. He didn't think she was actually going to show him anything out of the ordinary but whatever she did show him, he wanted to be ready for.

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Hanna smiled and stood. She gulped the rest of her coffee down then said, "Fine by me, let's go."