Criminal Minds: A Young Mind

Smarty Pants

Warning: is a slight mention of suicide during a conversation with JJ and Sam, if you find this triggering or offensive in anyway, I will place a * at the beginning of it and * where it ends so you can skip that part.

Sam's POV

Reid continued to stare at me, I raised a brow at him "What? Did I get something wrong or miss anything? I kinda did expect I wouldn't be able to do this, I could-"

He suddenly cut me off "No," he cleared his throat and shook his head, "You did quite the opposite actually." I was shocked, I got it right? It was pretty peculiar to get that kind of reaction, especially from such a talented agent like himself.

"Oh, okay then..." I trailed off and looked down to my shoes and brought my gaze back up again. I didn't know what to do now, too many thoughts were trailing through my mind at once.

I got it right.

The profile must have been pretty darn good to get him speechless.

What do I do now?

"Should we go through the video footage now or?" I asked him and he suddenly broke out of his train of thought.

Reid stood up abruptly and fixed his tie, "Yeah let me get Garcia and JJ in here, I just need to go and do something." And with that he left the room without a glance back.

"Well, that was weird." I muttered to myself before walking around the massive table and plopped myself down into one of the many chairs and sighed. This job must put a massive strain on the brain.

I then began to think about how I had even gotten this far, if someone had ever told me I would be trained by the BAU like a year ago, I would have laughed in their face and told them they were being absolutely stupid. This kind of opportunity has never happened to someone like me and to say that I was grateful would be an understatement. Even though this has had a major impact on my friendship with James, I know that I am doing the right thing by doing what is right for me, besides he's dating Claire so if he thinks that is right for him then that's all that matters although most people think she's an evil bitch...

Soon I'm going to have to think about getting a job so I don't have to depend on my Dad giving me money every month, don't get me wrong I am grateful but I want the sense of responsibility and to be able to earn my own money, even if it's in a coffee shop at weekends it's good enough for me.

I was soon knocked out of my thoughts as JJ walked in with Morgan rather than Garcia, I pulled a face.

"What's wrong kid?" Morgan asked me, I shrugged "Was expecting Garcia and not you."

"Well I am better." Morgan retorted.

"No you're not." I responded.

"Yes I am."

"No."

"Yes I am better than Garcia."

"No you are not Derek Morgan so I suggest you take that back or I won't talk to you again." Garcia's voice came from behind Morgan causing me to smirk and cross my arms over my chest.

He squeezed his eyes shut for a second before slowly turning around to the feisty technical analyst who had an eyebrow raised at him.

"Babygirl, you know I was just joking."

Garcia still didn't look impressed "Mhmm." This caused Morgan to sigh, "Garcia you are better than me."

"In all things." she added with a grin.

"In all things." Morgan repeated.

"And I'm hotter than you." this one caused Morgan to hesitate as I began to stifle my laughter, I looked towards JJ who was now seated with a grin plastered on her lips.