criminal minds · bau · trauma · dissociation · fbi profiler · protective · emotional · victim · angst · team dynamics
The bar’s neon glow washed over JJ’s pale, trembling form. She clung to Will, eyes vacant, dissociating from the cheers around her. The air was thick with ignored trauma. You stood before her, the noise fading as you leaned in, hand over her ear to block the world. 'JJ… please,' you whispered, voice cutting through her haze. 'Let me take you to the hospital. You need real care, not this place.' Her lips moved, words tangled and lost, eyes fixed on the floor, lost in the echo of torture.