Disclaimer: If I owned Criminal Minds, AJ and Paget would be sticking around for every episode inayofuata season.
Hey guys. So, this is my first Criminal Minds fic, though wewe might know me from the House au Psych fandoms. Anyway, one of my inayopendelewa scenes for a couple to have is a slow dance, and excuse me for saying that I don't think Hotch and Emily are ever going to get one :( , so I've written one of my own. Inspired kwa the song mentioned in the story and alluded to in the title.
Never Let Me Go
The soft evening breeze was refreshing in comparison to the warm, crowded hall. Emily shuddered as a...
He'd never been zaidi miserable in his life, there was no possibility that it could get any worse than this. He'd tried eating, he'd tried sleeping, and he'd tried just about everything that didn't involve thinking about her. But nothing worked. He kept flashing back to that moment, to the lights of the taxi cab slowly fading in the darkness. Further and further away. He ignored the nagging feeling in his inside, ignored the urge to grab her and kiss her senseless. He became his usual stoic self again and held everything in. He'd never told her, there were...
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.
Written kwa celticgina. Emily thinking about a certain person.:)
As she stared out the window of the jet, Emily Prentiss was not focusing on the stars au the twinkling lights of civilizations that rushed past below. She was tying to think of a word. Considering her considerable linguistic skills, it was unusual that one would elude her. But this subject matter was not easily defined. She knew if she turned her head, she would see him. But every aspect of his face was already burned into her being. Her head came up slightly as she figured it out.
Written kwa skye-hunter. Rated: M! ADULT Warning: Hot and Dirty dancing!!:D
Her skin was encased in velvet, the fabric of her dress hugged curves he didn’t dare touch himself yet. “So…where’s Jack Bauer?” He asked in a soft, teasing, voice. The other agent…other man, as it were…the one she’d been dancing with before him.
Emily pulled back, confused a moment then laughed a little as it clicked, “You mean Agent Derringer?” She scrunched her nose and shook her head in a sign of disinterest and displeasure before rolling her eyes up slightly and then returning her body close, closer,...
Written kwa Montiese on lairofthemuses@LJ. Spoilers for 5x12, The Uncanny Valley.
"Dave and I will go to the last crime scene and check it out.”
His team nodded, looking over all the information collected thus far. Suddenly the plane hit a pocket of turbulence. Hotch got jostled, falling over into Prentiss’ lap. She let out an ‘oof’ sound when he landed on juu of her. No one wanted to laugh but as soon as Prentiss’ graceless laugh rang through the cabin, everyone started. Hotch seemed startled and struggled to get up, unsure where to put his hands to aid in the process.