#gcfted

“Tell me again why do I have to drive you around? Didn’t you get your license already?” Tanner asked his cousin as he turned to the left following the map that was held next to him, and the scrying tool. He didn’t dislike going after demons, not that way at least. He did it a lot. Farmed for demons, even. But truth be told, he would rather not have to do so. “Or is it that you hate driving? For someone who can orb without a problem, because powers were never stripped of you, having me driving seems... selfish. And funny, alltogether.”

         “yeah yeah, that’s it. and then you just have to work with the decimal intercept and rewire it to the control panel.” billy said into his little bluetooth device he had in his ear. it was easier to use than his communicator, especially in public. once he heard the familiar cheers of ALPHA, he knew it was a success. though he made to end the call when the person he was expecting was starting to arrive. he quickly shoved the device into his pocket before bringing his full attention to the other who was approaching him.

         “already made sure to get your order in...unless you decided to change things up.” he said, chuckling softly as he pushed the glasses up his nose.

@gcfted (Hotch and Molly)

Her boss's statement made Molly Roll her eyes, she only worked as pretending to be an unsub for a re-creation of a scene but she learned a lot from hearing Dr Reid, but she was a horror genre somewhat of a genius.

Deciding to go out for some bonding time, Wyatt was keeping the fire up in the middle of the night. He could use his powers, truth be told, but it was funnier to just toy with the firewood inside. “So... what can you actually do? We haven’t talked about your full extend of powers before.” Wyatt asked them.

              ❝ —— It's not exactly the  B E S T  one in the world, I               know, but it was the best I could manage. I  probably               just should have bought something, shouldn't I? ❞

      [ Lily regarded her work, frowning somewhat, scanning it. It was       James' mother's birthday tomorrow, of course, and for S O M E       reason  she'd decided  to knit her something.  While Lily enjoyed       knotting,  honestly,  the  repetitive motion  was good for her       mounting  anxiety at the direction the world seemed to be,  it was       by no means  PROFESSIONAL  looking.  It had  a  fairly intricate       pattern,   which  magically  moved  and  danced  in  slow,   subtle       movements,  but  once  inspected  closely  there  were  ERRORS.       Lily looked up at James, apologetic. ]

              ❝ .. I'm so  S O R R Y. ❞

𝐀 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝. She is so close to crying as she walked the length of the room, back and forth like she had been doing for the last twenty minutes. She is lucky that Henry wore himself out that sleep came to him because she wasn’t sure how much more she could take without calling Penelope to help her because she had been off work that day meanwhile her boyfriend was working. She had lied when she told him on the phone on his lunch break that Henry was just a little fussy but given the strain in her voice at the time, one could pick out that lie easily. The door opens to the front and she sees him appear. Who wants to come home after a long day and deal with a baby that gets up every three hours needing to be fed and changed. ❝Hey.❞ she whispers as she decided to change her path from walking to the tv stand to moving toward him. ❝How was work?❞ Is it wrong that she can’t wait to get back to work? Even just slightly. She won’t ask that question though.