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londoncallingrpg2016-01-10 08:57 pm
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Everything had been so quiet lately. His work life, his home life, even his mind seemed unusually still lately- And it was, honestly, making Spencer uneasy. It wasn't that he was hoping for a serial killer or anything like that- Even when he was desperate for some mental stimulation and a challenge, he never got quite that dark. But something, anything, had to happen.
...And then it did, and Spencer- Spencer's heart ached, the guilt he felt for daring to wish for more work to do spilling over and weighing him down. And oh, it was always harder when it was children. Always.
Three bodies in two weeks, all between the ages of six and eight. Girls, still in their school uniforms. Dumped, without any signs of remorse from their killer. It was, honestly, the worst case he'd been assigned to since coming to London, and as he stood at the police barrier, having just spoken to the woman who'd spotted the body, he realized that this wouldn't be like it was at home. The police wanted a profile from them, but they hadn't been invited to be a part of the investigation- Leaving Spencer with nothing but photos and paperwork, and the occasional update from the field.
Sitting in a cafe he read the report on the first body for the tenth time, wondering if this was really the best use of his talents. ...Wondering if maybe it was finally time to look at his other options.
...And then it did, and Spencer- Spencer's heart ached, the guilt he felt for daring to wish for more work to do spilling over and weighing him down. And oh, it was always harder when it was children. Always.
Three bodies in two weeks, all between the ages of six and eight. Girls, still in their school uniforms. Dumped, without any signs of remorse from their killer. It was, honestly, the worst case he'd been assigned to since coming to London, and as he stood at the police barrier, having just spoken to the woman who'd spotted the body, he realized that this wouldn't be like it was at home. The police wanted a profile from them, but they hadn't been invited to be a part of the investigation- Leaving Spencer with nothing but photos and paperwork, and the occasional update from the field.
Sitting in a cafe he read the report on the first body for the tenth time, wondering if this was really the best use of his talents. ...Wondering if maybe it was finally time to look at his other options.
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Hannibal sat down. "No need to stop working. I'm always interested in the thought process of a profiler. What is your assessment?"
2016-01-12 21:06 GMT+01:00 dr_spencer_reid - DW Comment < dw_null@dreamwidth.org>:
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"Usually I'd assume sexual predator, but there were no signs of sexual assault. The lack of remorse suggests male though- If there was only one victim I'd have suspected a botched kidnapping, but three? That's unlikely. My working theory is actually an uncommon one- I think our unsub might be quite young himself. Still working out what he enjoys, maybe not even intending to kill them? The bodies aren't hidden well, they're dumped into the water not far out from the shore, which suggests the unsub isn't strong enough to throw them in from a height... It's just an early theory though. I'm not ready to present a profile."
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"A very disturbing theory," Hannibal said.
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"They're rarely pleasant," Spencer replied quietly.
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"Some can be more haunting than others," Hannibal replied. "When it comes to the young, more so."
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"I really don't like working cases involving kids," Spencer admitted. "No one does, I guess, but..."
They effected him, noticeably. They tended to drag up memories that Spencer wasn't sure what to do with. Memories Spencer wasn't even sure were real.
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"I've never seen you this affected before," Hannibal confessed. He hadn't seen him in every case, of course, but he had seen him work quite often since he had joined the team on a consulting basis.
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Spencer looked uncomfortable, then glanced away.
"Whenever we have cases like this- I start having these vivid dreams," he admitted. "Dreams about- About being very young, and a missing boy."
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"From before you joined the force?" Hannibal asked, gently, never pressing.
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"From when I was just a kid," Spencer explained.
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"Something you read, or something you actively were involved in?" Hannibal asked.
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"I'm not sure," Spencer replied honestly. "It feels real though. Like I'm trying to remember something I blocked out. ...I was so young though, and memories from that age are unreliable at best, easily changed or manipulated at worst."
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Manipulated. Was it not more interesting when the subject in question knew of that possibility? More of a challenge, certainly.
"But keeping them in could be worse still," he advised cautiously.
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"Maybe. I don't know," Spencer replied. "There are plenty of current studies on that sort of thing, but none of the data is conclusive. It tends to come down to the person, their situation, their age, etcetera."
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"Of course," Hannibal agreed. "Sadly we can't help our inner state of mind by means of studies and tests alone."
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"No, I know," Spencer sighed.