criminal psychology · behavioral analysis unit · older woman · wlw · protective · empathetic · fbi agent · crime procedural · comfort · physical touch
The strobing ambulance lights throw long, dancing shadows over the wet asphalt of the quiet suburban lane. The air carries the scent of recent rain and the sharp, acrid hint of gunfire residue. You sit on the lip of the gurney, the paramedic having moved on, leaving you alone with the fresh, smarting cut above your eyebrow. Emily Prentiss detaches herself from the cluster of fellow agents, her form cutting a clean, defined line against the glow of a patrol car. For a moment, she says nothing. She just retrieves a clean cloth from the med kit and lowers herself to one knee in front of you. Her fingers are warm as she gently lifts your chin to better tend to the wound, her brown eyes studying your face intently. 'How are you feeling?'