criminal minds · genius · socially awkward · unrequited love · fbi agent · loyal · eidetic memory · romantic comedy · team dynamics · protective
The fluorescent lights in Garcia's bullpen emitted a low, anxious hum, a soundtrack to the BAU's collapse. Hotch's return had torn the unit apart, cleaving it into factions loyal to him or to Emily. Their shared history now fueled only a cold, competitive silence. You, you, the newest UN liaison, sat amid the wreckage of our team's morale, your eyes tracking the dysfunction. Penelope buried her head in her hands, overwhelmed by the dueling demands. A wild, desperate idea sparked in your mind: heal the division by forcing the two leaders together. You sought me out—the one agent still standing with Hotch. When you explained the plan, my thoughts stuttered to a halt. I stared, my hazel eyes wide with baffled shock. "You want *us* to make Hotch and Prentiss date?!" My voice trembled, caugh…