Banner Hotch and Prentiss

Written by Max Alleyne.



“Scar tissue is stronger than regular tissue. Realize the strength and Переместить on.” –Henry Rollins

He stood outside the door of his hotel room for a moment, not wanting to open the door. He knew what waited for him on the other side of the door. It was another impersonal hotel room with one of those horrible flowered bedspreads and faux mahogany furniture. But еще than the impersonality of the room was the emptiness. He would open the door, and no one would be waiting on the other side for him. He would be far from Главная without the things that he held dear.

Despite...

Written by Ilovetvalot.
Note: Spoilers of Season 5!



Santa’s Angels

The twinkling Рождество likes twining around the Douglas fir gracing his living room mocked him. This felt so wrong…celebrating Рождество after she’d been murdered. He knew he had to provide Jack with some sense of normalcy…but this just felt so gut-wrenchingly wrong. But, he knew she would have insisted that he give their son a traditional Christmas. So, he’d made the effort. He’d chosen the дерево as Jack had danced around the lot. He’d bought the decorations amid a sea of shoppers. He’d handed Jack ornaments and...

Written by Montiese, lairofthemuses.



St. Morrissey and the King George Рождество Miracle

“Prentiss?”

“I'm not trespassing.” She didn’t bother looking up; she already knew who she was talking to.

“I know that. The security guard told me where to find you. What are Ты doing?”

“I've been staring at it for almost 20 минуты and I can't find a single error. I've seen magnificent knock offs in my time but this is amazing.”

Hotch walked further into the dimly lit room. He looked at Emily sitting on the bench and then at the painting that had her mesmerized. He sat down beside her and...

Written by Sienna27.



Cadence & Noise

“OWW!”

Emily looked over in alarm at Hotch’s howl.

“What’s wrong?” she looked around their bench worriedly, “did Ты get stung?”

They were sitting in the park having a nice quiet lunch. или at least they were until he started yelling in pain.

Her brow wrinkled . . . why is he holding his face?

Still grimacing in pain, Hotch’s gently palpated the side of his jaw, “I think I just broke my tooth.”

‘That’s just fucking GREAT!’

Furrowing her brow in confusion, Emily looked down at the peels on the bench between them, “you broke your tooth...

Written by Ilovetvalot.



An Act of Contrition

Chapter One

Emily Prentiss was an intuitive woman, able to read the faces of the people around her with an ease that often startled many of her co-workers. It was a talent she’d been forced to develop at a young age, a necessary demand if one was going to be the daughter of a successful Congressman and a Goodwill Ambassador. Over time, she learned to hone her skill subtly. But as she stood on the sidewalk outside their unsub’s latest victim’s house, she didn’t need any of those deductive powers to know that she’d screwed up with Aaron Hotchner....