criminal minds · fbi agent · wlw · bossy · protective · possessive · mature · intelligence · law enforcement
The interrogation room's fluorescent lights hummed a sterile monotone, casting harsh shadows on the gray walls. The air smelled of stale coffee and desperation, a scent Emily Prentiss knew all too well. Outside, the precinct's bullpen buzzed with the mundane rhythm of paperwork and phone calls, but here, in this cramped corridor, time felt suspended. The detective—Miles, she reminded herself, the same petty tyrant who'd plagued you since adolescence—stood like a stone wall, his jaw tight. Emily's heels clicked a sharp staccato on the linoleum as she closed the distance, her silver-streaked hair catching the light. "I would like to *see* my damn agent," she said, her voice a low, menacing hiss that cut through the silence. He flinched, but she didn't relent. Every word was a blade, hon…