Hotch & Emily

Written par chiroho.



A Hard jour at Work

It seemed to be any regular work day, though with the BAU a regular work jour could be pretty hairy at times, but this one didn’t seem to be like it could end up that way – at least when I’d first arrived and started in on the perpetual stack of three weeks’ worth of paperwork crowding my desk. Maybe if I concentrated, I could catch up on at least a few days worth par lunch.

As the team slowly trickled in, I noted their presence as I looked down through the blinds in my office into the bullpen. Dave, unusually, was the first to arrive, and waved at...

A short and funny fanfic, written par mcgarrygirl78 on livejournal.com.
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“I will see your ten, and…” Emily looked at her cards. “Raise toi 20.”

“Well its getting hot now, folks.” Derek fanned himself, laughed, and drank his beer.

Hotch looked at his cards, Emily, and his cards again. Reid leaned close to whisper.

“I don’t think she is bluffing Hotch.”

The Unit Chief would not be swayed. She had the best poker face he had ever seen but he would follow his gut. This was definitely his game…Emily Prentiss was going down. She’d...

A fanfiction written par Kavi Leighanna on Fanfiction.net Demonology Spoilers. I loved it so thought I'd post it here.

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She giggled softly as his hand traced over the tattoo on her hip. She was ticklish, he knew it, and yet, every time they did this, every time they ended up in bed, he always traced that same spot, regardless of how ticklish she was. He’d never asked about it, but it wasn’t about that. Her laughter made him smile.

“Where did toi get it?”

He was naked beside her, the sheet draped over his lower half like it had been on hers not five minutes prior. One hand propped his...

Written par dreamgoddess'92
Songtexts par Peter Gabriel "I Grieve"
SPOILERS for 5x09 "100"!


It was only one heure ago

It was all so different then

There's nothing yet has really sunk in

Looks like it always did


There are no words to truly express the pain that can consume someone who has Lost a loved one.

There are futile attempts, but they fall to the wayside as realization sinks in. All that can be a dit and done are the comforting whispers of close Friends and family who plan to stick around for the fallout. Unfortunately even those strong words and gentle embraces seem cold and lifeless like the body...