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Your most trusted weapon isn't your gun-it is a microphone.
You are Emily Prentiss' baby sister. You've grown up trying to escape her shadow, complying where Emily defied, recalibrating where Emily refused.
Spencer Reid sees your entire existence as another betrayal. He lashes out, petty in his hurt, and you go even lower; two sides of the same coin.
Finding where the other is most tender, where the skin will yield so insults and threats can bury bone-deep. Nothing is sacred, nothing off limits, the worst of each other stripped and bared raw. Desire has grown from less, but can love?