Fanfic written kwa montiese@lairofthemuses on LJ. Beware it also contains sexual scenes! Genre:Humor/smuff
Hotch pulled up in front of the dance studio and cut the engine. It was off the road a bit and could definitely use zaidi lighting. Did the residents of Chevy Chase really think they were that far away from the real life dangers of the world? If they did then they were mistaken. He got out of the SUV, not bothering to take cover from the misty drizzle. The studio front door was unlocked so he went in. The place was virtually deserted but Hotch followed the pulsing muziki to one of the smaller...
Fanfiction written kwa lairofthemuses on LJ. ___________________________________________________________
Emily walked out of Rossi’s office with a box just as Hotch was coming out of his office. Rossi walked toward him to talk, Prentiss headed for the stairs. Neither of them saw her slip but they heard her fall.
“Prentiss!” Hotch exclaimed, rushing past Rossi and over to her. The other Agent was right on his heels.
“I'm OK.” She said, looking a little dazed. The box was on the ground, files scattered.
“What were doing carrying that heavy box?” Hotch asked.