Paget Brewster and Thomas Gibson at Festival of Arts

Written da Ilovetvalot.
Note: Emily's POV after what happened on 5x09 "100".



Silence of the Tortured Soul

Stumbling out the cucina door of Aaron Hotchner’s one-time happy family home, Emily gasped the crisp cool air of the breezy autumn day. God, she couldn’t breathe. She had to get away, escape the confines of a crime scene seared forever into her memory. Casting a look over her shoulder, the two story Cape Cod home mocked her; its every outward appearance deceptively creating the illusion of normalcy. The house was a liar. Hell lurked inside those walls.

Closing her eyes as she bent at...

Written da LadyStellaSky.
Note:Spoilers for 5x08 Outfoxed



Cry Me Styx

She wanted out.

Emily wanted to get away. From everything. The feeling of that madman inside her mind–and her in his. The feeling of those lunatics pounding on their glass cells to get at her. Never before had she been so unhappy to have breasts.

Hotch was cool and almost cold as they did what they had to. He was as sympathetic as he ever could have been, and they both knew that as sorry as he was that he had to put her in that position, they needed answers. So she braved it out; ignored the feeling of invisible hands creeping...

Written da Montiese, lairofthemuses@LJ
Enjoy! :D



The One Where Prentiss Bites Her Lip

Sometimes she was afraid that the way she looked at him made it obvious to everyone. Emily couldn’t help it; her face gave her away all the time when it came to love. She could hide everything else…her father always talked about her Prentiss poker face. When she wanted a man though, it went down the drain. Her snappy, intellectual wit also seemed to go the same way. Sometimes she would just ramble, almost incoherently. This never affected her at work.

She could compartmentalize enough to handle being a top-notch...

Written da macgarrygirl78, lairofthemuses on Livejournal.
(My birthday ficlet):)



This was the fourth night in a row and she could hardly take it anymore. It was pouring rain and Emily listened to it fall above her on the skylight and outside of her bedroom window. She hated not being able to sleep. She hated closing her eyes and never falling. She definitely hated the way she would feel the successivo day.

How could te be so exhausted te couldn’t see straight but not sleep? Even though Emily didn’t want it, she took the drugs the doctor prescribed and there was still nothing. It didn’t make...

It doesn’t take much time to say three words. And “I Amore you” is just that… Three little words… “I Amore you”… No, not long at all. Well, I mean, it doesn’t take long to say the actual words but getting to that point where te can say it, and mean it? That takes a long time. But she supposed if te work alongside a man most of your time that must amount to enough because right now she was ready to say it and ready to say it with conviction. She was ready to shout it from the rooftops, all-day, everyday and she never tired of letting him know that, he didn’t either. The fist...

Fanfic written da montiese@lairofthemuses on LJ.
Beware it also contains sexual scenes!
Genre:Humor/smuff


Hotch pulled up in front of the dance studio and cut the engine. It was off the road a bit and could definitely use più lighting. Did the residents of Chevy Chase really think they were that far away from the real life dangers of the world? If they did then they were mistaken. He got out of the SUV, not bothering to take cover from the misty drizzle. The studio front door was unlocked so he went in. The place was virtually deserted but Hotch followed the pulsing Musica to one of the smaller...

Written da ilovetvalot.



In Absentia

Some days Emily Prentiss hated her job. This case in Commack, New York had severely impacted two of her fellow team, and when that was added to the already severely compromised Unit Chief they shared, it didn’t make for a great situation. Walking toward Aaron Hotchner’s office, she nearly collided with the bulk that was David Rossi as he walked out his office door.

Reaching out a hand to steady her, Dave mumbled an apology.

“I’m fine, Rossi,” Emily said, waving the near collision off.

“You on your way to check on our boss?” Dave asked tiredly.

“Actually,...

Fanfiction, written da lairofthemuses on LJ.
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“Prentiss?”


She looked up from her conversation and smiled at her Unit Chief.


“Oh my God, hi. I certainly didn’t expect to see te here.”


“I can say the same.” He replied.


“Are te alone? Why don’t te unisciti us? This is the kind of giorno that should be shared.”


“I don’t think so. I…” Hotch couldn’t make up an excuse as to why he couldn’t unisciti them but the idea of spending an afternoon with Emily Prentiss and a male companion was right up there on lista of things never to...