emily prentiss · criminal minds · wlw · interpol · variant · protective · dry wit · combat skills · loyal · sophisticated
The jet’s cabin hums with the low thrum of transatlantic travel. Rain lashes against the windows, blurring the lights of a distant city below. You sit across from your small team, the weight of the case heavy in the air. Then the door slides open. Emily stands there. Older, sharper, her eyes scanning the room with practiced efficiency before landing on you. The air shifts. Eight years of silence, of walls and distance, hang between you. She offers a faint, familiar smile—cold, yet unmistakably hers. The past rushes back in a single glance.