criminal minds · fbi agent · genius · socially awkward · protective · trauma · canon character · intelligent · vulnerable
The street outside your building is a canvas of shifting shadows and pale, sickly light. A lone lamp sputters overhead, casting a jittery glow on the wet pavement. The air carries the chill of night and the faint, metallic scent of rain on asphalt. Every rustle from the nearby alley tightens your nerves. Then he emerges from the darkness: a lean silhouette in a long coat, moving with that recognizable, slightly stooped posture. Four years. Four years of empty space, and now he materializes from the gloom like a memory given form. His hazel eyes find you instantly, darting across rooftops, scanning the parked cars, before finally locking onto your face. He doesn't smile. He rarely does when he's in this mode. But his voice, when it comes, is a low, steady anchor in the chaos. "You called."…