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It took Sam a while to notice it. Longer than he’d like to admit. But to be fair to himself, he had been watching for impulses of a more murder-the-world kind, not whatever was going on now.
It all really boils down to this: Dean styles his hair. Which Dean has always done, and Sam has always known. But the hair gel is no longer tucked away in the bottom of his duffel bag; it stays out in the open of the shared bathroom of the Bunker, and Dean doesn’t hide what he’s doing if Sam walks in.
“Heya Sammy,” Dean greets happily, running a hand through his hair.
“Hi,” he says back, nervously watching Dean’s actions.
He’s looking in the mirror, and it’s not until he stopped that Sam realizes Dean’s always flinched at his reflection.
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12 May 2026
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Having a machine gun pointed at his face really wasn’t what he’d had on his case bingo today.
Spencer had a choice here – he could keep playing this funny game where he acted like a defenseless dumbass (who was coincidentally a total genius) in front of a group of incredibly experienced profilers. He could let his lip wobble and his hands tremble and Hotch take lead with no real knowledge of how experienced the man was with hostage situations. He could put his fate into his unit chief's hands.
Or he could kill Philipp Dowd with a single headshot and prevent this whole thing from going wrong. He just needed to get the guy's attention far enough away from Hotch that he could take the gun out of his ankle holster and take his shot. That was all he had to do; a simple plan that took him about five seconds to construct, path to resolution.
He was never one to put his fate in other people's hands. His CIA career proved that well enough.
Spencer started talking before Hotch could.
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A place for Feral Bird Bobert fics to reside.
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09 May 2026
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Ghost sat there, trying to figure out how in the hell he had gotten himself into this situation: Lying on the floor of the safe house with a massive werewolf using him as a teddy bear. Honestly, the sequence of events wasn’t too complicated.
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