#and now i’m psychoanalysing the guy for several hundred words????

[padfootastic]

my remus in deathly hallows yap post has crossed over a thousand words and it has numbered subheadings and i’m losing my mind

what have i done lmao

[crowleyellestair]

Leonard Snart- Profiler

AN/ This is a sort of Criminal Minds- Flash crossover. 

Masterlist

Summary: You worked for the BAU and you were the top profiler, and you met the flash by figuring it out. Now you’re on team flash, and you are now the person to make or break the team.

“Okay. Thank you Spencer. I miss you guys! Bye.” You put the phone down, and look at the rest of the team. The new team. Team Flash.

“What is it Sherlock?” You smile at Cisco’s nickname for you, and shake your head. 

“They won’t be able to make it out here for us, but Spence is always okay with me calling him for advice. We’re on our own for this one.” 

Harry walks over and clasps his hand on my shoulder,

“You’re all the help we need.” I give a respectful, curt nod. I was apart of the team, but at the same time, I was fairly new and I didn’t feel ‘in’ yet. I have helped out alot, but I can’t do too much. I could figure out how to find the people, or know who they are based on the crime scene, but other than that not much. I’m only on this team because I transferred to CCPD, figured out it was Barry, and asked him. 

Cisco ripping open a new bag of twizzlers catches my attention. We make eye contact, and he smiles while throwing me two. I smile back and plop into my spinning chair. I start to spin, and push of the desk, propelling me back, away from the desk, and into someone. I stand when the chair stops, and I come chest to chest with one of the most handsome men I have ever met.

“Careful sweetcheeks. People get hurt when they’re this close.” He softly, slowly blinks, his piercing eyes looking back at me. His smirk not fully reaching his eyes. 

I sit back down into the chair, and slide back to the desk.

“Snart. What are you doing here?” Barry’s body showed defensive actions, but I could tell it was somewhat for show. 

“I need you to take someone in for me.” Cisco, Harry, and Barry looked very confused. He rolls his eyes, “This guy named ‘Double Down’. He showed up at my place last night, and said he had Lisa.”

“Then why didn’t you stop him?”

“Because his body is made of cards, and did magic or something to disappear.”

“Actually, if his name was Double Down, it could be referring to gambling. And you must be Leonard Snart, so it’s someone that knows you. Otherwise he wouldn’t have really known that Lisa is an obvious pressure point of yours. So we’re looking for a gambling un-sub, who is seeking vengeance. Kidnappers only show up to the family in someway if they want a ransom, or some form of payment. And in this case, I think he might want your life. Do you know of anyone who sounds like that, that you know?” 

Everyone was quiet.

“Who the hell is she?” Leonard looked mildly impressed, yet offended. 

“A former BAU agent. She’s the CCPD’s first profiler.” Cisco sounded excited, but I keep eye contact with Snart. He was so beautiful. 

“Charming.” I smile, but he doesn’t return it, “It sounds like Jeremy Tell. So how do we get him?” 

“This is a terrible idea.” Len’s hand is cold against the small of my back. His hand was pressed against my bare back. The dress I was wearing made me slightly uncomfortable, and his touches weren’t helping. Nor was his attitude. 

“Barry’s leg is severely injured, and I have bagged over one-hundred serial killers. I think we’ll be okay. But the lack of confidence in me is kind of messing me up right now, so if you don’t mind,” I stop and look him dead in the,”Shut up.” We keep walking till I spot our target. I stop Len again, “You seem like a cool guy, but you seem like your emotions will get the better of you, so let me do the talking.” 

He shakes his head,

“No. That’s my sister-”

“Exactly. And I will save her. I didn’t mean to, but I may have slightly psychoanalysed you. I know you love her more than your own life, and because of that, you’re prepared to do something stupid. Let me do the talking.” He still has a hard exterior, “Please?”

He sighs and nods, but his eyes are threatening. I nod, understanding that if Lisa get’s hurt, so do I.

We both fall into our persona’s, acting like a gambling couple, but him being the support, and I the gambler. 

We make our way over to the table, sitting across from Jeremy who’s holding Lisa close to his side. She looks to Leonard, them exchanging eye contact before she breaks it off, and looks at me. I nod respectfully, and she doesn’t look confident in me, probably because she think’s he’ll trade me for her. And that was an option Len came up with, but the team shot it down. 

She’s dress in a beautiful gold gown. Jeremy has a ‘Phantom of the Opera’ thing going on, with a nice suit and A white mask. Leonard is dressed in his best. A double breasted, dark blue suit. I had on a black dress that fit snug against my curves, but had an opening down my back and a slit on my right leg through the floor length flow of the skirt. 

Len was to the right of me, and I could feel his clenched hand on my bare thigh. I push his hand with my leg, and he looks at me. His face tries to soften, and it does a little. I try and tell him to calm down just by body language, and it seems like ha got the memo. 

We’ve only met three days ago, but I think we make a pretty good team. I know he’s the enemy, but damn, I love being around him. 

“Are you ready to pay, Leonard?”

“We’re actually at an impasse, Mr.Tell.” Both Lisa and Jeremy look at me with confusion.

“Who the hell are you?!”

“I am the middle man.”

“Snarts a man. He can face me himself.” Time to do what profilers do best. I lean forward a little, and look him dead in the eyes.

“You like to be in control, don’t you, Mr.Tell? That’s why you’ve dragged us into this galla you threw as a cover for Leonard’s and maybe Lisa’s death, am I correct? It’s your venue, your rules, your kidnapping. But you’ve made a mistake. You don’t control Leonard’s thoughts or actions.You wanted the satisfaction of revenge do much that you didn’t think it all the way through.”

Tell tightened his grip on Lisa, and a small gasp came out of her. Leonard was about to stand, but 

i put a gentle hand on his thigh. 

“What are you talking about?!”

“If he says no, you don’t get the satisfaction.”

“Then I’ll kill her!”

“But then you have nothing to hold against him, and he would have the right to kill you.”

“He wronged me first!”

“But not by blood! You’re obviously mad because he won in a card game and took a lot of money or a jewel from you.” He loosens his grip on Lisa.

“So what are you suggesting?”

“A rematch. If he wins, he gets Lisa. If you win- well. Then you get Leonard.”

He smiles, and sits quiet for a minute. He nods, and pulls out a deck of cards, and starts to deal. I pinch Leonards leg, and stare at the cards. 

“I want to play with house cards.” Yes! He got what I was trying to say! Seriously, we need to team up after this.

“No.”

“Why not?” Leonard’s voice is dripping with venom. I interject.

“Are those your cursed cards?” Jeremy looked surprised, “Word is, is that they merged with your body. I’m assuming they can be taken off. That’s an unfair advantage if you have cards in your favor.” Lisa speaks up,

“How would you know that it’s those cards?”

“Because his mask is white. It’s plastic, but it has fabric to soften his edges. He wants to be in control, but he also wants to impress, or feel needed by ladies. That’s why he took you instead of his well known partner- Not that you’re not well known. I’m not going to lie, I’m actually a fan of the ‘Golden Gilder’. You’re pretty empowering.” She smiles, and nods.

We call over a waiter, and get a house worker. 

I deal the cards. Both sides agree to me dealing, since it’s very hard to cheat as the house. But I went to magic camp for two years, and I need to use those tricks for my job.

I trust Leonard to an extent, but it’s his and his sister’s life on the line, so I cheat. Using some tricks from magic camp, I slip him a king and a queen under the table, passing it off to the others as me just being ‘handsy’. He has a jack and a ten- all cards are the suit of hearts.

Tell smirks, and puts his cards face up on the table. Lisa looks worried.

“Straight flush. Looks like I win.” I look worried as a facade. Try and show the target that you don’t really know what’s going on to limit suspicion. 

Leonard puts his hand down, showing a royal flush- which is the best hand in the game. 

The next few hours were blurry. I remember his cursed cards flying towards Leonard, and me jumping in front of him.

“Seriously screw that guy man. I didn’t even get to keep the cards.” Len chuckles,

“But they’re cursed.”

“So?!” I slowly roll the tank top over my torso, the ten card cuts scattered over my torso making it hard.  Snart looks guilty, seeing me struggle. He walks over and helps pull the shirt the rest of the way down.

“In my line of duty, I’ve been shot, kidnapped, fought, and disabled bombs. These ten marks just at to the conglomerate of scars I already have. Plus, I don’t see scars as a bad thing. I’ve gotten these scars from something evil, like a murderer, bomber or rapist. But I get them because I try and stop them from hurting others. I get the scars so somebody else doesn’t have to. So don’t beat yourself up. I saved you so you and Lisa can be together. That’s the whole reason we were there in the first place.”

Leonard nods and smiles, going quiet for a minute,

“Thank you.” I smile,

“I mean, if you’re really feeling bad about it, you can repay me. You. Me. Dinner. Doesn’t have to be fancy or anything, but I’d like to see you again.” Len smirks and starts to walk away. 

He’s about to walk out of the door, when he pulls his parkas hood up. He stops for a split second, not looking back. His voice like velvet in my ears,

“Tomorrow at eight. Wear something just as beautiful as you did tonight.”

And with that, he walks off.