*taps mic* so it's been a while hasn't it? i have a lot going on right now (i'm two semesters away from having a bachelors!!) but i recently started writing again, and i decided to retcon agent reyes. soooo, presenting the new agent reyes!

“Do you have a safe house anywhere in London? The CIA built all my aliases that I use in London, so I don’t have a house in the country that isn’t already being surveilled.” Carlos pulls his hat lower on his face, his back to the corner of the coffee shop. TK looks around, scanning the shop with his own eyes before settling on Carlos. 

“Not in London, no. Interpol presence for me is high here, and it was never worth the risk. I have places to hide out for a few hours at a time, like this place, but nowhere to stay long term.”

Carlos sighs, “I might know a place, but we’re really playing with fire by using it. Pa – My field partner, when needed, also keeps a house in London. I know where it is and how to get in, but there is no guarantee that he will not sell us out the moment we trip his safehouse cameras. We’re completely at his mercy – he maintains this outside the purview of the CIA.”

TK scoffs, a small, ugly thing, “Just gotta ask, to clear something up, what’s the name of your field partner?”

Carlos stays silent, not meeting TK’s eyes and taking a sip of the now lukewarm coffee sitting in front of him.

“Right, that’s what I thought. This is really just a one-way street, isn’t it? You keep gleaning information from me, whether it’s about my life or about my kills or the people I work with, but you won’t even give me the name of the guy whose discretion our lives depend on. Great, Carlos, just great. Glad we cleared that shit up.”

Carlos sets his mug down harsher than he intended, coffee sloshing over the side of the mug and forming a ring around the mug. TK fixates on the ring, not looking at Carlos. “That’s because your shit is what got us into this mess in the first fucking place! I was supposed to be in and out, and then you said my stupid fucking words, and then got me fucking red noticed by aligning me with people that you got into bed with. So yeah, TK, you don’t know anything about my life. I have people to protect, and you are not going to fucking shame me for it.”

TK starts saying something, but Carlos is tuning him out, seeing three men enter the coffee shop and split, sitting at Carlos’s 10, 12, and 3. “Shut up, and laugh at something I said.”

“What?” TK looks at him.

“I’m saying something hilarious, so laugh and grab my hand.” Carlos says with a smile on his face, leaving his hand face up on the table.

TK complies, laughing and intertwining their fingers together, leaving a smile on his face. “Carlos, what the fuck is going on?”

“There’s three men, one at our 10, one at your six, and one at our three. Standard threat elimination for MI6, they’re really getting sloppy now.” Carlos leans in, nudging the top of TK’s hat with his own, as if he’s going to kiss him. “PDA makes people wildly uncomfortable, no one’s looking at us now. That group of eight is getting ready to leave, leave a ten bill on the table and grab your backpack.”

Carlos leans back, letting TK finish what Carlos told him to do. As TK stands up and swings his backpack over his shoulder, Carlos says one more thing. “Lean down and kiss me, grab my hand, and walk out with me behind that group.”

okay, so no pressure tagging @theghostofashton, @paperstorm, @liminalmemories21, @heartstringsduet,

fox mulder:

we agree on this.

cigarette smoking man (for anyone out there who thinks he's kinda cute):

jeffrey spender:

alex krycek:

walter skinner:

"soft boy with Authority" i love this

john doggett:

this is so stupid but it made me laugh, i hope i didn't miss anyone important x i also made the girls version

dana scully:

monica reyes:

diana fowley: