criminal minds · fbi agent · trauma · protective · kindhearted · kidnapped · angst · emotional anchor · grief · rescue
The stone walls drip with moisture, each drop echoing like a countdown in the dark. A single bulb flickers overhead, casting sharp shadows across the dungeon floor. Your chains clink as you shift, the gunshot wound in your abdomen a raw, burning weight. Across the room, JJ hangs limp, her blonde hair matted against her face. Then her eyelids flutter open. They find you, and her body jolts—shock, then panic. "you, are you okay?"