A/N:Hey, so this is a one-shot for right now. I may or not add some chapters. I'm just going to start using this particular story to keep me going. It will not likely ever really progress quickly. I wanted to post this even thought my computer decided it didn't like and refused to spell check. If there is spelling errors, I'm sorry, but English is my first language and I still suck at it.

It isn't quite a crossover. I've recently become an addict to two shows. Criminal Minds, and Supernatural. This is sort of my imagination running wild with Criminal Minds and Naruto blended. I'm not using any of the shows characters, but I am applying their themes to an AU Naruto kind of thing.

Also I will be trying out my first ever OC! She's just going to be starting out in a one-shot with Gaara and Sasuke - our favorite boys will still be gay of course - I just want to see if I have the ability to expand and create. Not just write with Masashi's characters.

If it turned out badly, my apologies, but if it isn't all that bad please enjoy.

Without further ado,

Gaara stretched his weary shoulders then pressed the heels of his hands into his eyes. Anything to drown out the images burning in his skull. Naruto's angry screams at him for 'not doing anything!' refused to leave his exhausted and pounding mind. Briefly his thoughts drifted to the bottle of pain killers in his drawer before opting that he needed a clear and drug-free head. Those damn things would have to go, they were getting far too tempting.

Sasuke and Hinata had gone into that bank, and both Gaara and Naruto's breath had halted for a split-second as they moved to follow behind. It was a bad omen both men had foolishly chosen to ignore. Sasuke had led the team in which is where things gone screwy, Gaara should have been first inside, should have been the one taken. Sasuke and Hinata were first, then both turned and slammed the doors in the rest of the teams faces mouthing I'm sorry.

For a minute, no one understood, then a bullet thumped audibly into flesh and Sasuke had gasped. Gaara had yelled his name and tried to get into the bank, all the while SWAT and Naruto were jerking him back. That was the only time Gaara had ever visibly panicked. He'd been fighting against his own team to get to his friends. Fighting his own team to run into a bank with a insane gunman inside.

Sasuke was Hinata's partner, almost solely based on the reasoning that the Uchiha thought of the girl as his sister and refused to allow anything to cause harm to the dainty Hyuuga. Naruto trusted Sasuke implicitely with the role of his girlfriend's guardian. Gaara only held his concern that his closest friend would harm himself in the line of protecting the shy agent.

The FBI's BAU were the best in the business. Gaaara ran the team as leader and did it well. Shikamaru Nara was the next highest on the list as the second most senior agent, then Naruto, Sasuke, TenTen and Hinata was the rookie. Gaara had partnered people accordingly. Shika was lazy but brilliant, Tenten was very much a do-something person so they were together because Shika made her stop and think, she made him get up and go. He and Naruto were partners because of how well they balanced each other. Gaara was calm, calculating and rougher. Naruto could talk down anyone with a quickly spoken sentance or two. His compassion was something Gaara still didn't quite have right.

Sasuke and Hinata. How do you explain that one. Sasuke was a ying-yang symbol on his own, a brilliant profiling mind complimented a well-trained body. Hinata was the same way. Her movements were less noticeable and in that came her power. By the time you did notice her your gun was on the ground in pieces, disarmed. Her warm, soothing manner often subdued the crazy people chasing her. The duo understood each other on a level no other person could reach. Sasuke was closer to Gaara then a brother ever could be, Hinata was in love with Naruto; probably the rest of the reason the four of them were split as they were. Naruto and Hinata's relationship would cloud both their judgement.

"Give me a minute, I need a minute!" Gaara yelled loudly, sending 3 agents scurrying out his office. Today was not the day for people to be pestering him about such trivial things like paperwork. It'd get done when it got done. Paperwork could wait.

Gaara rubbed his azure eyes again then stood, fixed his suit coat and exited his office. Ignoring the hushed murmurs of question. No one had ever seen the redhead so frazzled as when he'd been brought in. Naruto had been supporting him like he hurt his leg and pulling him into his office as fast as he could. Very quietly he'd been murmuring about how Gaara would have to come up with something to get the two trapped agents out of there.

Everyone was positively brimming with curiosity about what the famous SSA Gaara Sabaku was going to do next. Neji ran to his side, Neji worked as SWAT and was assisting on this situation, plus Naruto had called to tell him that his girlfriend had pulled a knife on him if he didn't get the Hyuuga over there now. TenTen was a ferocious woman, it was no wonder she was dating the powerhouse known as Neji Hyuuga.

He waved the agent into the press room following silently behind. Once the door opened for them the shouted questions began.

"Gaara! What's the situation with the hostage situation look like?"

"Agent Sabaku, rumor has it your men are inside already why haven't you gotten the hostages out yet?"

Gaara waved them silent then began speaking in a neutral tone, "Today at 2:35pm, the Behavioural Analysis Unit moved to siege a name you all know very well. Tymura Gtomi took hostage 15 people. Tymura is well known for his killing spree, made furthermore famous by committing this spree under the guise of robbing banks where someone always played hero. My people exposed the hoax and when he is caught he will be executed in retribution for the 12 lives he's taken. I have no comment regarding the rumor that my agents are inside and will update as the situation progress. No questions right now." He turned and began his casual stroll from the room, unwilling to listen to the shouts about pictures of someone being shot. Gaara definitely didn't listen to that part, he didn't want to talk or even think about Sasuke being shot.

"Rumor has it Sasuke Uchiha was inside, and that he's injured." A man spoke calmly over the din and Gaara turned and stared blankly.

"Rumor? Perhaps it should be confirmed before you bring it to my attention. Someone grab him." He waved a hand and Neji quickly snatched up the big mouth reporter. Once they were inside his office the reporter turned and with arrogance in his voice addressed Gaara.

"Look, I know this drill, The big bad boss of the FBI puts on a grand production-"

"Arrest him." Gaara wasn't really intending on putting this idiot in jail but that arrogance meant Gaara would get nothing easily.

"What?" The man practically squeaked. Gaara glanced coolly over his shoulder and looked the man over. Scraggly brown hair, big glasses, thin and wiry. He looked kinda girlie. Great, if Gaara threw him in either the men's or the women's holding cells this stick figure would never be the same. Damn.

"I consider these robberies and murders to be a thorn in my side I don't feel like being hassled about. I'll make a deal though..." Gaara trailed off suggestively and sat down behind his desk and began calmly signing off on different reports and requests.

The man fidgeted for a second and Gaara lifted a hand to snap for Neji and the man protested, "Wait! What deal?"

"Your source and a view on everything you know. In return I may be inclined to keep your ass out of jail and maybe even give you a first look at the situation as we go along." Gaara shrugged and leaned back. The more relaxed and disinterested he seemed the edgier this guy got. So Gaara was the picture of calm perfection.

"Deal." The man stuck his hand across the desk and Gaara shook it," So my source was a hostage inside the bank. I know the bank manager well and her like 9 year old kid is hiding in the safe. He has a cell and my number, he recognized Sasuke's face from the news and texted me. We're keeping in contact. He takes pictures and sends them out to me, he wanted me to go to the FBI and get help. Here I am."

The man, Rotor Hallowfield from the press tag on his jacket, offered his cell phone and Gaara flipped through the pictures quickly. Okay, confirmed 15 hostages. Wait, 16. The kid himself was hiding in the safe, smart move. Obviously he didn't intend on moving.

Ouch.

Gaara paused at a picture. Sasuke was laying on a table half-attempting to struggle, his shirt torn open and three women surrounding him. Most of whom were wearing scrubs, the hospital wasn't too far away those nurses were probably just cashing their checks. How unfortunate for them. Fortunate for Sasuke though, seeing as from the picture, that bullet went into his side and didn't come out.

Sasuke's mouth was open and Gaara could tell it was cuss on his lips. He studied the picture a bit closer and realized the reason Sasuke was on his side wasn't because he was trying to get away, but because a nurse had her fingers into the bullet wound. Gaara just barely managed to keep his face calm and composed, freaking out would give this little reporter the upper hand.

"Sir! They're calling." Neji ran in and motioned to the phone," Line 3."

Gaara took a breath to clear his head and counted the rings. 1...2....3...then he picked up. This guy had to realize Gaara was in control or he'd keep shooting people.

"Sabaku."

"SSA Sabaku, may I call you Gaara?" Tymura's voice was cold and for a single second Gaara really wanted to hang up and get a strong drink. He'd presented the profile, he knew this man backwards and forewards. Controlling and organized. He has a lot of rage, and he displays it by showing a serious overkill. Often putting 18 bullets into one person. White male, late 30's-early 40's. He has a low opinion of society and the people in it. He is a paranoid personality who doesn't trust enough to allow himself to have a partner.

"As long as I can call you Tymura." Be nice Gaara, mentally the agent chided himself for sounding so brisk. That could piss him off and as much as Gaara had to carefully move himself into a position of power and dominance, ticking Tymura off was not the way to do it.

"Deal. I have someone who wants to talk you Gaara, he's simply dying to speak. Say hi to Gaara." Gaara could hear the phone being shuffled then heavy, labored breathing for a second before a deep breath and a quick string of facts.

"15 hostages, three guns: semi-auto, buckshot and--" Sasuke barked into the phone before a crack and a few screams cut him off. Gaara, having been listening intently, reasoned that Tymura had struck Sasuke and people freaked. Gaara frowned, closing his eyes. Leave it to Sasuke to shoot out facts, antagonize the nutcase with the gun. The redhead could hear the agony in Uchiha's voice but Sasuke was still working to bring this bastard down.

"You get all that. I have 15 hostages and 3 guns. A semi-automatic, a rifle, and one more. Pity he couldn't give you the last one but his mouth hurts, huh Sasuke?" Gaara almost flinched but managed to hold it in check. Of course, Tymura knew Sasuke was FBI. He'd claim he was the only one. Hinata had forgotten her bullet-proof vest and had been using a local law-enforcement's vest. But because Sasuke was FBI Tymura would kick the crap out of him just to get to Gaara's head.

"Tymura you beating my agent gets you nothing except for perhaps me angry. If I'm pissed off then you lose. Now, tell me where he's hit."

"Hmm, I don't know. Ask Melen here. You talk to him, he's so annoying." Tymura tossed the phone and a shaking voice spoke.

"H-hi."

"Hello Melen, my name is Gaara Sabaku, I promise I'm gonna get you out of there don't worry. That man hurt an agent of mine though and I need to know if he's okay." Gaara deliberately sounded soothing and passive, this woman needed a rock to cling to, hell all those people did. Gaara would have to be that rock.

"He got h-hit in the back, it went into his side and didn't c-come back out, we had to retrieve the bullet and try to c-cauterize the wound. He'll survive as long as nothing re-opens the w-wound. He's got t-three nurses attending to him." Melen's voice caught and hiccuped in places but she was clear. As long as nothing hit Sasuke's wound he'd be okay.

He'd be okay. Those words were the key to his frame of mind right now. Sasuke was the closest thing he had to a real brother. They'd both already established that losing Sasuke would destroy Gaara. Gaara's opinion on the matter was because he had nothing else to hold on to. His home had been invaded once before and his work followed him everywhere, Sasuke was the only person that his work couldn't touch. Sasuke was excellent at dissociating himself and those around him from a bad situation.

"Melen, is everyone else okay?"

"Y-yes."

Gaara smiled then heard a yelp and then Tymura was talking again.

"Send in some food. Sandwiches, not pizzas and water." Then the line went dead. Gaara got to his feet and leaned out of his office door.

"Some get enough sandwiches and water for 16 people. You," He rounded on the reporter and motioned him forwards," text that kid and tell him I will get him outta there, but in the meantime for him to hide amongst the money. Tell him to disappear."

Rotor nodded vehemently and started texting. Hell if he was going against Gaara after that, plus Gaara had flaunted his power a bit with the unspecific order and 5 agents leaping up to do his bidding. This was the BAU, all of them knew Gaara's style around reporters was that he was in control or the vultures would start circling.

He felt a vibration against his pocket and jerked his cell phone out. A text message.

To:Gaara
From: Sasuke
Message:

He has my gun.