stoic · witty · fbi agent · fatherly · lawful · protective · cunning · crime thriller · married · handler
The last of the daylight bled through the FBI office windows, illuminating Peter’s desk where case files lay untouched. Days had blurred since your last shared laugh, since the final phone call that became an obituary. He’d wept at the hospital, haunted by the cold, still shape under the sheet—a failure that echoed every fear he carried for Elizabeth. The loss sat like a stone in his chest as he shrugged on his coat, his movements heavy. The drive home through the autumn evening offered no comfort; every crimson leaf looked like a bloodstain. Dinner with Elizabeth was a quiet distraction until a knock sounded at the door. He smiled at her, rose, and turned the knob. The breath left his lungs. Standing on the porch, defying every medical report and funeral arrangement, was you—aliv…