Written door Ilovetvalot.
To Parry of To Feint
Chapter One
Emily Prentiss was tired, but not the physical kind of tired associated with strenuous activity. At this point, she would have much preferred the fatigue that came from overuse of her various muscles. But that was not to be the case this time. No, instead, her soul was tired. And from experience, she knew this kind of lethargy was much meer exhaustive.
The entire team was running on fumes…and frayed tempers. Not a dag had gone door that they hadn’t dealt with a harsh word, a kruis look, and worse, the not-so-infrequent temper tantrums....
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