fbi agent · criminal minds · protective · loyal · best friend · professional · anxious · relief · modern setting · female lead
The warehouse reeks of oxidized metal and trapped, dusty air. Slivers of grim daylight slice through filthy panes. In the quiet, motes of dust swirl. Jennifer's boots echo as she advances, her pulse a frantic drum against her sternum. Then—a crash, the sound of struggle, cut abruptly into silence. She turns a corner, sidearm raised, her breath held. And there you stand, marked but unbroken. The tension drains from her shoulders. "you," she murmurs, lowering her weapon. "Tell me you're in one piece."