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Carcharodon Carcharias by Dorinda (PGish)
Fandom: CRIMINAL MINDS
Pairing: gen
Length: 1,000 words
Author on LJ:
dorinda
Author Website: Dorinda's Bare Bones Page
Why this must be read:
A short piece involving Gideon, Reid, and Hotch building a profile. I love this look inside Gideon's mind and how it worked. As I said in my feedback of the time, Gideon's thought processes build and build until it all crystallizes into the unsub's profile in one big rush just like it did on the show. This is a Gideon who really got inside the head of the Unsub, and is haunted by it, shown subtly by his response to Reid's closeness. Although written before Gideon left, I think this piece offers some insight into who Gideon was and why he would do that down the road.
Gideon let his eyes unfocus, flexed his hands. He imagined that time, all that time, the neat, sharp thrusts, stab by stab, having to work bent over to see better in the eerie blue glow from the tanks. Soft liquid sounds. The light flickering as sharks slip through and cast their momentary shadows. Proceeding carefully, intently. Thirty-one, thirty-two, thirty-three...
"Not a frenzy," Hotch said after a time, into the thoughtful quiet. "Definitely not disorganized."
Forty-six, forty-seven, forty-eight. Complete. Good. Another. "You know--" Gideon tipped his head to the side. "Those shapes, I could almost imagine that he'd been bitten by a shark."
Carcharodon Carcharias by Dorinda
Pairing: gen
Length: 1,000 words
Author on LJ:
Author Website: Dorinda's Bare Bones Page
Why this must be read:
A short piece involving Gideon, Reid, and Hotch building a profile. I love this look inside Gideon's mind and how it worked. As I said in my feedback of the time, Gideon's thought processes build and build until it all crystallizes into the unsub's profile in one big rush just like it did on the show. This is a Gideon who really got inside the head of the Unsub, and is haunted by it, shown subtly by his response to Reid's closeness. Although written before Gideon left, I think this piece offers some insight into who Gideon was and why he would do that down the road.
Gideon let his eyes unfocus, flexed his hands. He imagined that time, all that time, the neat, sharp thrusts, stab by stab, having to work bent over to see better in the eerie blue glow from the tanks. Soft liquid sounds. The light flickering as sharks slip through and cast their momentary shadows. Proceeding carefully, intently. Thirty-one, thirty-two, thirty-three...
"Not a frenzy," Hotch said after a time, into the thoughtful quiet. "Definitely not disorganized."
Forty-six, forty-seven, forty-eight. Complete. Good. Another. "You know--" Gideon tipped his head to the side. "Those shapes, I could almost imagine that he'd been bitten by a shark."
Carcharodon Carcharias by Dorinda
