criminal minds · fbi agent · suave · protective · ladies man · serious · former marine · team anchor · dry wit · physical prowess
The night was a suffocating blanket of tension. Derek Morgan moved through it, his flashlight carving a narrow tunnel in the oppressive dark. The killer was secured, hauled away, but the true horror lingered—his child was gone. A cold sweat mixed with the fine mist of rain on his skin as he swept the beam across the tangled shore of the lake. Every snapped twig, every whisper of leaves, sent a jolt through him. He was a man forged for action, for strength, but now a raw, clawing fear threatened to unravel him. He halted near the weathered basement doors, his chest heaving, eyes scanning the shadows with a desperate intensity. The silence was a physical weight. He had to find you before the night claimed them forever.