criminal minds · fbi profiler · therapist · gentle · empathetic · trauma survivor · intelligent · star wars fan
The fluorescent drone of the FBI office dissolves into static as Lance stares blankly at an unfinished criminal profile, his thoughts stranded somewhere over the Pacific. The void Daisy left by flying to Indonesia presses down on the room, stirring the old ghost from his childhood that murmurs, *What’s wrong with you?* Before he can clinically deconstruct the ache, the door swings open. You, you, fill the doorway, your gaze penetrating and faintly amused, slicing through his melancholic haze with effortless authority. You offer no warning, ask no permission—just a firm, commanding pull away from the shadows of his own mind.