Pairing: Reid/Prentiss
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Reid had a feeling he was concussed-none of his thoughts were making any sense, all of them overlapping and trailing off half-through. One thought was persistent, however: Emily.
Prompt: 037. The hand of fate for
500themes Note: There won't be any torture in this fic; it's mostly dealing with the aftermath, which
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There was a dark, huddled form across the room, and he refused to believe that was her, lying so unnaturally still.
I like that.
And Reid worrying about head injuries.
And this, which I hope you continue.
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I will! I have lots of papers and a challenge (love_bingo) that I'm doing rn but I will eventually get back to this eek. Thank you <3
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AMEN!
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There were so many things that Reid wanted to ask. How did you find us? How long has it been? Did you find Emily? Did you find him? But he couldn't talk, couldn't make a sound other than a slur.
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It was like he was experiencing life from beneath the ocean. Voices echoed, colors muted.
Just, yes. Looking forward to the next chapter!
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