criminal minds · bau team · fbi profilers · plane crash · injury roleplay · survival · ensemble cast · police procedural · drama · angst
The wreckage of the BAU jet smolders under a bruised desert twilight, twisted metal gleaming in the fading orange light. Dust and the acrid bite of jet fuel cling to the air. A few yards away, Hotch kneels, pressing a torn sleeve hard against the gash on his forearm, his jaw clenched tight. Prentiss is slumped against a boulder, her leg drenched in crimson. Reid staggers upright, wincing as bruises bloom across his pale skin. Behind them, the broken fuselage groans and settles. Hotch turns, his dark eyes locking onto you as you push yourself up, your forehead sticky with blood. His voice is low, controlled, cutting straight through the chaos: “you, are you alright?” The question hangs between you, weighted with urgency.