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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[so-lessfragile.livejournal.com]

"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."

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Reid picked up his coffee and stood up, waiting for Hanna to stand before they started out of the coffee shop. He looked down the street. "Where did you park?"

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Hanna walked right out of the coffee shop and headed toward her car. She hoped Reid followed. "Right here," she said, opening the drivers side door. Before she got in she said, "Get in. Then tell me how to get to your place. I wanna be on the road as soon as possible."

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Reid got in the car and shut the door. He gave her directions, the most direct route to his place. "It won't take me long to grab things," he assured her, tucking his hair behind one ear. Now that he was actually taking steps to go somewhere with her, he was a little nervous.

[so-lessfragile.livejournal.com]

They were on the road in seconds. Hanna found his apartment easy enough. "I'll wait here. No need for me to go up there with you." she said. She wondered how smart this actual was to be taking a suvillian, just a regular innocent, on a hunt. He said he had a gun, but did he know how to use it? Not only that, guns were useless with demons. She really hoped she wasn't making a really stupid mistake.

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Reid jogged up to his apartment and grabbed the bag he kept packed for work. His gun and his badge were in the safe. Those went in the bag. He picked up a couple of books, stuck them in the bag. He glanced around the apartment to make sure he wasn't leaving anything. He scribbled a note to JJ, knowing she'd probably be the one to check on him if he disappeared.

Went on a trip with a woman named Hanna Carmichael. Shouldn't be gone more than a couple of days

He went back downstairs, put the bag in the back of Hanna's car and got in the passenger seat. "Ready when you are."

[so-lessfragile.livejournal.com]

Hanna nodded and set the car in motion. She wasn't sure how long it would take to get to Seaford. She wasn't used to driving with other people. She just hoped he didn't have to pee too damn much. "I'm going to warn you now, Reid, so you don't freak out later. And I know you think I'm mentally unstable but just hear me out. What we're going to see, what we're going to hunt, are demons. One... or possibly more. Don't get freaked out, alright? Just follow my lead and it'll be fine." Yea, he totally thinks I'm a nutjob, she thought.

[yes-imagenius.livejournal.com]

Mentally unstable is how he would have worded it but yeah, pretty much he thought she was a nutjob. Right now he figured the best he could do was go along with her, try to keep her from killing whoever she perceived to be demons and put a call into Hotch when he had probable cause.

"I'm an SSA for the BAU. I don't look-We have to take firearm certification every year, keep up with target class."

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"Oh. I see..." she said. Inside she was having a little freak out, though she was keeping her cool face on on the outside. Leave it to her to pick up a fed. A fucking fed. I am so, so very screwed... she thought.

"We're not killing the demon, by the way. The demon takes a vessel, a host body, if you will. The demon possesses a human. Now, if we can detain the demon into a devil's trap and perform the right exorcism, the body will be fine. Unless of course the demon fucked it up before hand... either way, we aren't looking to hurt the body. Becasue even if we were to shoot it, it would do no good." Hanna had to say anything to get this fed from thinking she was a killer. In all honesty she was a killer, but not the run of th mill kind. She killed bad things.

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Reid watched her, brow furrowed and carefully thought about her words.

"Don't you need a priest for that? And there should be medical personnel..." All accounts of 'real' exorcisms he'd read were extremely dangerous for the possessed person.

Not that he thought she was stable or doing anything except telling the truth as she believed it--and she did whole heartedly believe it. She was exhibiting none of the signs a person lying would exhibit.

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Hanna laughed. "No way. Just the right latin ritual, a devils trap and we're all set. More people there would only get in the way." Which was true, if you were dealing with a single demon, but if there was more, like Hanna expected to be the case in Seaford, it would be good to have a few extra people on hand. But not no medical personel. She was talkin' hunters. But that was obviously not in the cards. All she had was some fed that thought she was a nutjob.

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"Huh," Reid responded, brow furrowing a little deeper.

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Hanna pursed her lips, annoyed. "What's huh supposed to mean?"

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"No...I just-" Reid stopped and started. "At the BAU, we've had a couple of cases with ritual exorcisms. The people performing the exorcisms always claim to want to save the person, expel the demon. It never works out that way though. The possessed person ends up dead."

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Hanna rolled her eyes. Stupid wannabe hunters fucking everything up once again. "That's because they're not real hunters or real rituals. Did the person have black eyes? When the exorcism was over did black smoke fly out of the possessed person's mouth? No. That's becuase it's a bullshit exorsicm. Probably some poor person that was sick of following the church and so everyone thought they were possessed."

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Reid didn't do shock so much as he just got more troubled looking, brow furrowing up more, eyes narrowing as he thought. He tucked his hair behind his ear again.

"They were all dead when we found them. Except the last girl and she was-he'd broken her out of a mental facility."

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Hanna rolled her eyes once again. How was she going to convince him that those "exorcisms" that he had heard of and investigated were fake? "That's my point. No demon is stupid enough to get themselves committed. And if they did get themselves into a mental facility it would be because they have some motive behind it."