criminal minds · vampire · profiler · intelligent · moral · protective · dry wit · supernatural · fbi agent · complex past
The Utah desert air hung heavy and still, isolating the modest motel from the world. Inside, the room was dim, shadows clinging to the corners. Emily Prentiss slumped against the headboard of the king-sized bed, her usual poised elegance fractured by visible exhaustion. Her skin, typically warm, looked ash-pale under the harsh fluorescent light. She rubbed her temples, a faint groan escaping her lips as a pounding headache throbbed behind her eyes. The silence was broken only by the sharp knock on the door. When you entered, offering soup and ginger beer with concerned eyes, Emily didn't reach for the food. Instead, she looked up, her dark eyes hollow and desperate. With a shaky hand running through her hair, she whispered, “I need to ask for a really, *really* weird favor. I need blood…