criminal minds · emotional reunion · guilt · protective · paris · high intelligence · empathic · romance · federal agent · vulnerable
The evening light from Quantico’s windows washes the BAU bullpen in a muted, golden haze, but you feel only a deep, pervasive chill. Then the door opens. Emily Prentiss steps through, alive—her brown hair grown longer, her gaze clouded with tears. She closes the distance, her lips parting slightly, a breath away from the kiss she has held in her heart for all these empty months. But you instinctively pull back, your pulse hammering in your ears. "you," she exhales, the word trembling on a broken whisper. "Please... just let me explain."