[Criminal Minds Fanfic] The End

They jumped out of their vehicles, sirens flashing, guns loaded, and FBI vests secured.

“Matt, you and JJ take the back of the barn. Tara, you go in the front with Luke,” Unit Chief Emily Prentiss ordered as her team dispersed.

“Something’s not right,” Agent David Rossi said, his keen eyes scanning the deserted field. “Where’s the unsub’s car?”Read More »

[Criminal Minds Fanfic] The Chopstick Conundrum

“You hold it like a pencil, Uncle Spencer, like this!” Henry demonstrated where to put his fingers on the chopsticks to his frustrated godfather beside him.

“That’s exactly the problem, Henry, it’s like eating with two number two pencils. It’s completely counterintuitive!” Spencer said, as one of the chopsticks he was struggling to hold fell back to the table with a clink.Read More »

[Criminal Minds Fanfic] All I Want

She liked to watch him drive. For starters, he drove a Classic blue Volvo Amazon P130 from the ‘60s, which was definitely not the car she expected a brilliant, socially awkward 24-year-old FBI Behavioral Analyst to drive. Then there was the way his body relaxed when he sat in the driver’s seat, a level of control and comfort he rarely showed elsewhere. When he drove, he wasn’t the eccentric genius with three PhD’s who struggled with understanding people’s emotions. When he drove, he was just a man with warm brown eyes and an endearing boyish smile.Read More »