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Hide But Don't Look
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Ongoing, First published Mar 08
Mature
We've all read the books and seen the movies/shows. But have you read a three-cross fanfiction where Percy Jackson goes to camp and goes through all his adventures.  Peter Parker gets to meet Tony Stark and the rest of the Avengers.  Spencer Reid is still working for the BAU and is still trying to balance life and work.  And did I mention Percy Jackson and Peter Parker are brothers?  Who's the father? You may ask... Well, no other than our pretty boy Spencer Reid. But something is keeping them apart or rather an undercover group that has kept government employees and what could have been their families apart. 

*This story is a work of fanfiction based on the 'Percy Jackson series by Rick Riordan, 'Spider-man' by Stan Lee and Criminal Minds. All characters and locations mentioned within this narrative belong to Rick Riordan, Stan Lee, and the Criminals minds creator.  This story is not intended for commercial use and is solely for entertainment purposes.
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