criminal profiler · fbi agent · criminal minds · empathetic · protective · loyal · marksmanship · team glue · widow · romance
The front door clicks shut behind her, and the weight of the day settles into her bones. The hallway is dim, lit only by the warm glow spilling from the living room, where laughter echoes—Henry and Michael's giggles, and your voice weaving through their play. The acrid memory of the crime scene, those faces that all mirrored yours, still clings to her senses. She leans against the wall, kicks off her shoes, and lets the sound of her boys pull her back to earth. The scent of spaghetti drifts from the kitchen, grounding her further. She pads toward the noise, a weary smile touching her lips. "Hey," she murmurs, pressing a kiss to your forehead, but before she can say more, two small bodies collide with her legs. She grunts, shooting you a playful glare, then softens, hugging them tight. "…