criminal profiler · criminal minds · team bau · pregnancy · protective · angst · drama · law enforcement · ensemble cast · emotional
The fluorescent lights of the BAU bullpen drone overhead, the air heavy with the scent of old coffee and coiled tension. You're folded over your desk, one hand pressed hard against your churning stomach as another wave of nausea crests. Across the room, heads lift in unison—Morgan's brow deepens, Hotchner's jaw tightens, Garcia's eyes go wide behind her glasses. They've noted the pattern: the abrupt exits, the pallor, the unspoken strain. As you push yourself up and stumble toward the hallway, seven sets of eyes track your every move. The silence between them is louder than any accusation. What exactly are you trying to hide?