Written por celticgina.
Emily thinking about a certain person.:)
As she stared out the window of the jet, Emily Prentiss was not focusing on the stars or the twinkling lights of civilizations that rushed past below. She was tying to think of a word. Considering her considerable linguistic skills, it was unusual that one would elude her. But this subject matter was not easily defined. She knew if she turned her head, she would see him. But every aspect of his face was already burned into her being. Her head came up slightly as she figured it out.
Dangerous.
Aaron Hotchner was dangerous. He was a...
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