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xll · 2 years

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opinion: having borderline doesnt mean youre not just fucken right sometimes.😭

#people just fucken love to discredit everything thats being said on an 'overreaction' or even toxic behavior! like yelling!#but sometimes like LOOK INWARD ! REFLECT ! what about you put the ego down for a sec and realize maybe shes right !#like ok she yelled at you cos shes having the worst episode of her life and she feels no one fucken understands her for even a sec #(WHICH IS TRUE those other bitches have no empathy brother what the hell)#and yelling is toxic and unproductive bla bla #BUT SHE HAS IT FUCKEN WORSE THAN YOU AND BEING A SHITHEAD ABOUT IT ISNT GONNA WOOORRKKK #shes mad because you have no empathy with her. youre mad because she yelled at you for it. these things are fucking different.#note: the one with the ego is TWENTY THREE (the bpd woman im talking about's daughter)#id get if if she was 15 #but like Put The Ego Down #she LOVES! insisting like ''well she should go to a fucking doctor'' literally i think all you guys will get what i mean #wanting others to go see psychiatrists because youre mad that they dont pamper you? discrediting all reactions on ''being crazy''?#AND YOURE WONDERING WHY SHES SO DESPERATE #anyways. its hard to read the whole situation thru tags but theyre treating my aunt (bpd) like shes crazy and being all angwy cos theyre #not being pampered lol suck it up for a sec #LITERALLY WHERE IS THE EMPATHY THE COMPASSION IM SO MAD #they make everything about themmmmm #me.txt #disclaimer: ik whatever behavior is not exclusive or inherent to bpd i just think they relate in this specific situation #and thats ok...#its fuckin hard man #also by bpd i dont mean it like psychiatry-bootlickers would.

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marvel-and-chicago-fan · 1 year

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Wishing

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Matilda Age: (15 years old)

Warnings: dont remember them since this is a old imagine

Summary: Jay wishes for something horrible now she ends up in the hospital

Never say, I wish

Me and Matilda were in a fight over her grades. She had gotten a C- after i told repeatedly to study instead she was on her phone talking with friends and watching Disney+. Things had gotten to the point where Will tried to interfere but I ended up snapping at him.

“Do you ever listen to my instructions?”

“I do, oh my gosh Jay you never give me a break. It's always Mattie study, Matilda this Matilda that.” She argued

“Because you don't listen whenever you need to. This always happens. You don't study, you don't do your homework.”

“That was one time Jay” She said with an attitude “and everytime you say" Mom wouldn't be happy with what you're doing”. I wish you would just stop bringing her up”

“I wish you were never in my life” I snapped

As soon as I said that, I immediately regretted it and wanted to take it back. Matilda just stood there looking like she was about to cry.

“Mattie i'm sorry” i said

She just ran up to her room and slammed the door shut. Will gave a death glare and I knew I was so screwed not only with will but because I knew he would tell Hailey and Hailey would give me the worst lecturer of my life.

“Man why the hell would you say that”Will yelled

“I don’t know it just slipped”

“It just SLIPPED?”He yelled “Are you insane did you not think about what you said before you said it”

“I'm sorry I didn't think, I'll go say sorry to her now.” I said walking

“No, let her calm down first because what you said was so wrong”.

And just like that i had put myself in the worst situation

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Matties POV

Why would he say that? Does he actually mean that? Maybe he is right, mom wouldn't be proud of me. I'm just a burden to both of them.

Walking around I felt a familiar feeling. The feeling of fainting. “Ugh of course this has to happen now” I yell in my head. I go to sit down on my desk chair but I don't make it very far when I can already feel myself falling.

Everything hurts so much.

All I can see is black.

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Wills POV

Im sitting scrolling on my phone glancing at jay everyone once and a while who looks antsy to go see Matilda. I look back down at my phone and I hear a loud thud. Hoping its matilda releasing her anger by throwing things i yell to make sure she's ok. “Mattie you good up there?”

I don't hear an answer from her and I yell aging. “Mattie!” Me and Jay both exchange a worried look before running up to her room and barging in.

“Matt why aren't you- Shoot Mattie can you hear me? '' Will said, slightly slapping Mattie's face.

“Jay go get the car ready we can't wait for an ambulance” Will immediately checked to make sure she had a pulse and was relieved she did.

Jay nodded and ran out to the car so he could pull it out to the front.

I picked Matilda realizing how light she is. I ran out to the car and jay opened the door for us and we sped off to med

“This is 50-21 gorge. I'm headed to Chicago med. 15 year old female was found unconscious in her room.” I could hear jay radio in

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“See Jay, this is why we don't say things like that. I had a co-worker in New York who wished that she didn't have a sister. the next day her sister died on the way to her house.”

“I'm not gonna say anything until I see Matilda. I could never forgive myself if something happened to her and that was the last thing I ever said to her.” Jay said, i could hear his voice. He was on the verge of tears but Jay doesn't like to cry in front of people because he thinks it's embarrassing.

Just then connor came and me and jay stood up hoping for good news

“So she's stable and it was just another episode. She does have a concussion. I assume she fell on her head because she didnt get down fast enough. “

“Can we see her now?’ I asked already knowing the answer.

“Of course, good luck with her. She's delirious from the meds.’ He chuckled and left to continue his work.

“Matilda, stop. How many times do I have to tell you to stop playing with your IV”. Making her jump because she didn't see us walk in.

“Ok Jay, you can say whatever you want to say now.”

“I'm so sorry I said that Mattie, I never meant to say that. I just had a bad day and I shouldn't have taken it out on you.

“I forgive you, and i'm sorry to i should start to listen to you guys more often” She admitted

I just let out a small laugh and we all broke out in laughter on how stupid the argument was.

“I love you guys” Mattie said

“We love you too Mattie” Jay replied

I hate this one but i just wanted to post something while im working on a new imagine, even though i could've picked from many of my imagines i never posted

#chi #chicago #chicago pd #one chicago #jay halstead #halstead brothers #h #will halstead #halstead sister #hospital mention tw #one chicago imagine #chicago med #fainting #arguing #argument

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buttterknifeee · 3 years

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Deep Six- Teen Titans x Aquagirl!Reader

Request: May I request an insert in the episode Deep Six where the titans meet Aqualad?

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Summary: Robin makes you accompany this guy name Aqualad and Beast Boy. Will you be able to handle them or will their bickering tear you apart. Also you're a katara kinnie (i know ATLA didn't exist then but still) This episode is Season 1 Episode 8!

Pairings: Platonic!Aqualad x reader, Robin x reader if you squint

Word Count: 4314

A/N: this time i decided not to split up the episode and post it as one! I made them meet for the first time here, so the Aqua kids don't bond much yet, but if you want to see more, feel free to request! (click here for guidelines) Also yes I also ended this one with "anyone up for pizza" thats all i know how to do to end a fan ficbskghs

“Ahhhh, don’t you just love the ocean?” you admired the shallow sea, the blue water flowing by you. The others prepared for launch, reading off the status of the T-Sub.

“Main power online.”

“Oxygen tanks at maximum”

“Defensive system active”

Beast boy hums confidently. “And your new secret weapon is ready to rock.”

Cyborg rolls his eyes through the headset. “Only time you qualify as a secret weapon is after eating a tofu bean burrito.” You stifled a giggle as Beast Boy yells in protest.

“Uh, 'scuse me, bud. Can you breathe underwater? Uh-uh. Can you be any fish in the sea?”

You shrugged your shoulders and smirked. “Cyborg can’t but I can. And I can breathe underwater without being a fish so I guess I’m just as much of a secret weapon as you, BB.”

You found out that you could breathe underwater a few days after you and the others formed the Teen Titans. You were surfing for the first time since that day when you fell off your board. You had accidentally inhaled underwater, and to your relief, you found that you were able to breathe in the ocean water with no problem. You offered to swim outside the sub on your own, but the team didn’t want you to get hurt, so you were stuck in the small confines of your own pod of the T-sub.

Robin ignores you three’s bickering. “We have to find out what this Trident guy is planning,” he says. “If it takes forty barrels of toxic waste, I doubt it's environmentally friendly.”

The engines warm up, the vessel humming to life. “Titan Launch!” Robin exclaims and the T-sub shoots through a tunnel and into the Jump CIty Bay. You watch in awe at the ocean life around you. Now that you had a connection to the ocean, your perspective on ocean life had changed. You clutch your seashell necklace as you continue to take in the view of the ocean, ignoring Beast Boy showing off his teeth and Cyborg turning off his mic as a result. Robin’s voice snaps you back into reality.

“Sonar contact. Beast Boy! Aquagirl! Ready to go?”

You gave a quick smile. “On it.” You unbuckle your harness and the dome unlatched, allowing you to swim out. Beast Boy gave a mischievous smirk.

“Dude, I was born ready. Try not to be jealous.” He aimed the second comment at Raven, who looked at him indifferently. Beast Boy quickly swam out of his pod and transformed into a whale.

“He just put on three hundred thousand pounds. I am so jealous.” she notes sarcastically.

You and Beast Boy made silent eye contact before swimming towards the cargo ship, examining its destroyed remains. He turns into a shark to keep investigating, and you follow his lead. You couldn’t help but feel that you were being watched, as you swam around the ship. Suddenly, out of the corner of your eye, you see a green figure; not a bright green like Beast Boy’s but a sicker, murkier green. You point at the green man as he swam away, and you and Beast Boy immediately bolt after it, the T-sub following behind.

Your black scuba shoes propelled you forward, and you aimed blasts of water towards the figure, but it kept dodging your shots. The monster, whom you now assumed was Trident, fired his weapon at you and Beast Boy, and when you dodged, it hit the T-sub. You forced yourself to continue to chase after Trident, hoping that the vessel was also capable of dodging his shots.

You and Beast Boy were nearing close to catching Trident when a voice rang in your head. It wasn’t yours, nor Beast Boy’s; it was clear, belonging to someone no older than you were.

“Your friends are in danger.” you heard. You and Beast Boy both stopped in your tracks, looking at each other in shock. You realized that the T-sub was no longer following you.

“Our friends are in what? Whoa! How did you say that? Dude! How did I say that? Hey!” Beast Boy also says in your mind. You turn to see the T-sub being attacked, and shot off without waiting for Beast Boy.

“Dude, questions are for later! Let’s go!” You order, not even entirely sure how you were able to talk either. You approach the vessel, which was being destroyed by Trident, who you swore you were just chasing.

Suddenly, a figure knocked Trident down. Trident and the mystery person fought each other, moving so quickly that all you could see of the person was a blur of black and blue

You turn your attention to the T-sub, which was slowly sinking into a fissure on the seafloor. Water was filling up fast and a look of panic settled on your teammates faces (except Raven, who seemed to have accepted death). Your eyes glowed blue as you outstretched your arms towards the damaged vessel. Focusing on the water around the titans, you forced the leaks to cease and the descent into the fissure to stop. Your muscles burned as you kept your stance; holding the vessel in place underwater was similar to holding it up on your arms above ground. Beast Boy raced to help as you struggled to keep grip when suddenly, two whales came and carried the sub on their backs.

You let go of the ship and breathe a sigh of relief. Beast Boy sees you almost passing out and comes to your side, now in the form of a squid. Instead of comforting you, he complains about the whales' help.

"They got it? How come they got it?"

A familiar voice rang in your head again. "Because I asked for their help." The voice belonged to the guy who was fighting Trident before. He comes to your other side and supports your other arm, putting it around his neck.

"You talk to fish? Yeah right. And let go of her!"

"You guys need help, and I'm talking to you right?" He glared at Beast Boy, keeping his grip on you.

Beast Boy was about to reply when you held your hand up in front of his squid face. "Beast Boy, I'm a solid five seconds from collapsing. I'm fine with the help."

The guy in blue gave a small smile. "And it's called telepathy. Let's go."

The three of you swam into a cavern. As you entered, the T-sub was floating on the water's surface and although it was extremely damaged, it managed to keep your teammates safe. You nodded to Beast Boy and the other teen and they let you go as you approach the other titans.

Raven asked, "where are we?"

"My place," the mysterious teen answered. "I told the whales to bring you here."

Raven and Starfire both blushed and gave bashful thank yous. You stared at them. Are they… in love with the new guy???, you thought, confused.

Beats Boy seemed angrier than ever. "He saved you?" He yelled, turning back into his human form. "Hel-lo? I was there too, you know."

Cyborg raised an eyebrow. "Were you? Because if anything I remember Aquagirl keeping us from drowning. What, you stopped Trident from kebabbing us with that souped up shrimp fork?"

"Way to go!" Robin said sarcastically. Beast Boy stuttered a response, but the blue teen interrupted.

"Aquagirl, huh? Well, I'm Aqualad. Sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier, we Atlanteans like to keep a low profile."

You shake his hand, now taking in what Aqualad looked like. He was half a foot taller than you, with slicked back hair and black pupils. He wore a bodysuit with blue scales and black accents. He had nice features, but you couldn't figure out why the other girls were drooling over him, so you kept that thought to yourself.

"You're from Atlantis? That's so cool!" You say.

He nodded. "So is Trident." He opens up a hologram from a table in the cavern. "He's the worst criminal in Atlantis, with an ego to match."

He continues a sideshow filled with pictures of the sickly green monster. "Trident claims he's perfect in every way so he thinks he can do whatever he wants."

"Any ideas what he wants to do with all that toxic waste?" Robin asked.

"Whatever it is, it'll be bad for both our worlds. He's already gained some kind of new power. It's like he can be everywhere at once." Aqualad says.

"Noticed that," Raven says sarcastically.

"As long as we're after the same guy, maybe we can help each other." He looks at the six of you.

Your eyes sparkle. "Of co-" you begin, but Beast Boy pushed you out of the way.

"Whoa, hey, no, we're good. Got the whole Trident thing under control. 'Sides, I'm sure there's a school of minnows somewhere that need your--" He rejects Aqualad's offer, much to you and the other's dismay. Robin pulls him back, and the six of you group huddled.

"We're at the bottom of the ocean," Raven notes.

"Our sub is Swiss cheese." Cyborg adds.

"I almost died back there," You say.

"And we cannot breathe water," Starfire mentions.

Robin is the first to break away from the huddle. "We'll take any help you can give us." He says to Aqualad.

Aqualad nods and has some amphibian guy named Tramm fix the T-sub. He turns back to us. "While he's helping you, I'll track down Trident. " He turns to go into the ocean again, but Beast Boy intersects.

"You mean I'll track down Trident," He says, pushing him a little

Aqualad pushes him back a little harder. "That's ok, I can handle it."

"Thanks, but I think I should do this."

"Seriously, I can take care of it!"

The five of you watched as their quarrel turned into an all out brawl, and suddenly you couldn't take it anymore.

"GUYS," You yell, causing a wall of water to shoot up next to them to grab their attention. They both stared at you wide eyed. "Stop. The. Fighting." You say with a stern expression.

"Why don't you two both go track him down together?" Robin offers, but the two teens cross their arms and scoff.

"I usually work alone." Aqualad says.

"Yeah. Me too."

"You do not! You're part of a team!"

"And you hang out with Tramm the fish boy! What's your point?"

"Hey! Arguing isn't going anywhere. Listen, Aquagirl can go with you. That'll make sure you stay on task." Robin commands, and you perk up at the sound of your name. You quickly pulled him aside.

"What the hell man?? They obviously don't like each other, you should have seen how much they fought on the way here!." You argue, and Robin looks at you through his masked eyes.

"You're the only other person who can survive underwater, they're gonna need you. Besides, you're great at handling conflicts; you'll be fine." He says with a smile. You blush a little at his comment, and sighed.

"Alright Rob, you can count on me” You return to the rest of the group and the three of you jump into the ocean.

As you headed towards the bottom of the ocean, you decided to ask Aqualad a question that's been bothering you.

“Hey Aqualad,” you say telepathically. “Before you said that you were able to communicate with sea animals. How come you’re able to communicate with me?”

“I don’t know actually,” Aqualad admits, still swimming next to you. He points to your necklace. “I’m guessing it's because of your necklace.” He stops to examine it. Beast Boy groans and stops as well. It glowed a little in his hand as he read the ancient text off of it.

“The Shell of Poseidon,” He read out loud. “I recognize this from the library in Atlantis. Only Atlanteans can use its powers, so you must be Atlantean then, right?”

“Woah! I’m not Atlantean, I’ve never even been there,” you sputter, absolutely shocked at what the teen said.

“Well, you must have some blood in you,” he shrugged. “Hey, maybe we’re cousins or something.”

You grin. “Aquacousin? I like the sound of that!”

Beast Boy interrupts your moment. “Ok, haha, family is fun and all, but while you were floating around finding out parts of your identity or whatever, I’ve actually found something on my sonar so, try to keep up.” He swims off, leaving you two to follow him. You expected to see the sea monster, but instead came upon a group of dolphins.

“No offense B.B. but these don't look like Trident to me.” you smirk.

Aqualad swims up to the dolphins, focusing on his telepathy. The dolphins swim up together and Aqualad turns to you and Beast Boy.

“They told me where to find Trident. Try to keep up.” He mocks Beast Boy, then swims with the dolphins. You look at Beast Boy, who seemed pretty grumpy, and turn to follow Aqualad.

You tailed behind as the two boys raced each other, Beast Boy turning into various aquatic creatures to catch up with the equally competitive teen. Then you see it. In front of them, Trident swam into view. You and Aqualad stop on instinct, but Beast Boy keeps going.

"Beast Boy! Stop!" You both yell, as he barrels straight towards Trident.

"What's the matter?" He taunts. "Am I too fast for y-"

You winced as you watched him crash into the sea monster and fall to the floor.

"Heh… how's it going," Beast Boy says telepathy to the monster towering over him. Trident growled.

"Keep your thoughts to yourself, you inferior fool!" He pointed his well, trident at beast boy and fires; Beast Boy barely dodges it.

Aqualad tackles Trident and they fall off an underwater ridge.

"Oh no you! This time he's mine!" Beast Boy yells, following Aqualad to the ridge.

"Beast Boy wai-" you yell, but was cut off by something grazing the side of your head. You turn, and see Trident swing his weapon at you. You dodged his next swing, wondering how he was able to get to you right after being attacked by Aqualad. You send him flying across the ocean with your water powers, when you hear Beast Boy yelling. You turn to see Beast Boy in squid form latched onto Aqualad's face. You could see Trident swim away from the corner of your eye as you swam to pull Beast Boy off of Aqualad. Aqualad glares at Beast Boy, his face peppered with red dots from Beast Boy's accidental attack.

“I said, ‘incoming’” he defends himself. Aqualad ignores him and points to another figure swimming into a grotto.

“He’s getting away!” Aqualad swims away, Beast Boy following.

“Wait-” you say, confused. Didn't you just send Trident flying in the other direction? How did he move so quickly? You reluctantly followed your friends into the cavern. You joined them as they observed the two tunnels that split off into two different directions.

“What are we gonna do now?” you think out loud.

“Maybe the question is where were you guys?” Aqualad snaps, turning to the two of you. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion while Beast Boy swims forward to be face to face with Aqualad.

“Where was I? Fighting Trident by myself!” He jabbed a squid tentacle into Aqualads shoulder.

“You barely laid a tentacle on him! At least I managed to break his weapon!”

“Dude, that's just wrong. I so broke that fork thing!”

“BOYS!” you yell. “I also fought Trident and I sent him in the opposite direction, and now he's here. There's something going on…” The two began to think, but then perked their heads up. They then point at opposite tunnels.

“There he goes!” they yell at the same time. You stare at the two of them in even deeper confusion. Beast boy swims up to you, making eye contact.

“I saw him! He's that way! I'm right, he's wrong! End of story!” He crosses his tentacles. Aqualad pushes Beast Boy aside so that you were now staring at his dark pupils.

"I'm telling you, he's this way!"

"GUYS, we can just split up," You say flatly, pinching the bridge of your nose in frustration. "Aqualad I'm sure you can handle yourself, so I'll go with Beast Boy."

"Aw sweet!- Heyyy…" Beast Boy says to your backhanded comment. Aqualad nods and swims off into the tunnel.

You and Beast Boy were alone in the tunnel when you sighed.

"B.B., why do you keep picking fights with Aqualad?" You asked, still looking ahead. Beast Boy turns to you, acting shocked.

"ME??? It's not my fault Mr. Pretty-Boy-Know-It-All keeps showing off!" He whines.

"Dude, he's just trying to help us. Maybe you should-" you were cut off by a loud booming voice.

"Worthless scum! You cannot beat perfection!" Trident bellowed from behind you. You and Beast Boy turned, already in a fighting position.

"How many of you fork things do you have?" He mumbled as you charged forward.

You dodged his energy bolts, Trident in return dodging your attempts to push him farther back. Beast Boy turns into a turtle, pulling his arms and legs inside. Trident threw his weapon and it bounced off of him, flying into you and sending the two of you hurtling through the water.

"I always win!" You hear him say as you regain your stance. Beast Boy turns into a giant crab, grabbing onto Trident's weapon.

"And I thought Aqualad had a big ego!" He yelled telepathically.

"BEAST BOY GET BACK!" You yell. He swiftly let go, and you shot a jet of water towards Trident, sending him flying into a cavern wall. The cavern shakes, and a mass of boulders come crashing down. All you could see was a crushed trident sticking out from under the rocks. You breathed a sigh of relief until you felt a searing pain in your leg. You look and see a burn mark; Trident probably hit you before you buried him in a pile of rocks. Beast Boy looks at you, a worried expression in his eyes (despite being in the form of an ocean animal).

“I’ll be fine,” you grimace. “Let's find a way out first.” You painstakingly swim until you find a cave similar to Aqualads. You drag yourself towards the land as Beast Boy turns back into his human form. Right after you pull yourself up, you see Aqualad jump out of the water. He sees the two of you, and runs to meet up with you. He and Beast Boy begin to talk at the same time.

“ I just saw Trident!... No, you didn't!... Yes, I did! Cut it out!”

“I don’t care what you say! I fought Trident!” Beast Boy yelled, a vein nearly jumping out of his forehead.

"That's impossible!" Aqualad counters, his fists clenched so tight you thought you saw blood.

They both seemed to be prepared to fight each other. You jumped in between them, holding both their heads back as they flail their arms, trying to get a hit at each other.

"You know," You begin, silencing the two boys. "When Robin asked me to join you guys, I didn't want to. You two are heroes that just met each other and you were already fighting! But he told me that I could handle it and he's right! I can handle the both of you; but it seems to me that you guys can't handle each other. So here's what's gonna happen: I'm gonna heal myself because oh right! I got BURNT and you two are gonna talk it out." You let go of the boys, and they watched as you limped over to the edge of the water, plopped yourself down, and started pulling the ocean water to your leg. You listened in a little as you concentrated the water on your leg. It only took a few seconds to heal your burn, it was only surface level and you had gotten better at using your healing powers. They were still talking as you noticed what was in front of you: hundreds of Trident clones and yellow Trident capsules-eggs attached to the ceiling.

"Uh guys…" you say, rejoining them, but they had seen it too.

"One Trident is bad…" Aqualad says.

"... but this is…" Beast Boy adds.

"... an entire …" You say.

"...ARMY!" One of the tridents finishes your thought.

They all charge, and the three of you brace or impact. You raise your arms and a wave of water takes out a small group of the monster clones. You dodge their attacks, shooting jets of water at their heads. You see Beast Boy get flung into a machine, and an egg hatching sequence begins on the screen. You regroup with the other boys in front of the machine.

"Oops," Beast Boy said sheepishly.

"Great," Aqualad groaned as the clones began to close in.

"We need a plan," You mumble.

A group of the clones began to speak.

"My brilliant plan is already a success"

"If one of me was perfect…"

"Why not make more?"

"You can never have too much of a good thing"

"Once my army conquers Atlantis…"

"I will declare war on the surface world! Everyone on the planet will bow down before me"

"And praise my perfection!"

Aqualad whispers to the both of you as the clones cheer. "Any bright ideas?"

Beast Boy whispered back. "Just one. Try to keep up." He turned to the clones. "So if you're all perfect, which one of you is the best?" He asked.

One of the tridents answered. "I am!... Huh?"

As soon as you understood what Beast Boy was doing, you grinned. Aqualad stepped up.

"Come on. You can't all be the best." He says.

"One of you must be better than the others," You add.

One of the tridents step forward. "I am the original!I am the best!"

"You are not the original"

"I am!" Multiple tridents yell at once.

"Nonsense you inferior fools! I am perfect! I am Trident! "

You watch in amusement as the clones turn on each other and the fight turns into a full on brawl. The fight eventually ends, and all the tridents laid on the ground, defeated. Aqualad turns to Beast Boy.

"Great idea," He says. You noticed that there were no hints of sarcasm in his voice. Whatever they said to each other earlier must have made them work better together, you figured.

"Kinda got it from you," Beast Boy says."Now we just have to stop those from hatching." He points to the yellow pod filled ceiling. Right as he said that, the screen on the machine behind you hit 0 on the timer and the word "begin" flashed on the screen.

"Too late!" The three of you yelled at the same time. New Trident clones were breaking through their membrane "eggs". Beast Boy instinctively turns into a hippopotamus and tramples the crowd, creating a path to the ocean. You and Aqualad sprint behind Beast Boy, dodging the clones' outstretched arms. You all dive into the water, the Tridents close behind.

"We can't let them escape! We need to find some way of sealing the exit!" Aqualad yells telepathically.

"Right now, I'm just worried about getting to the exit." Beast Boy replies. You didn't look back, but you could feel the clones closing in. As you got closer to the exit you saw a familiar looking silhouette.

"The T-sub!" You exclaimed as you swam out of the cave. The clones stop in their tracks in confusion.

"Huh?" You hear one of them say.

You moved out of the way as the sub sent beams towards the entrance of the cave. The Blast caused a pile of rubble to fall, blocking the exit. You smile at your team who's cheering (along with Aqualad’s friend Tramm) inside their pods. The three of you turn bad to observe the T-sub’s work.

“Good thing Trident likes himself so much, 'cause I'm thinking he won't see anybody else for a looong time.” Beast Boy says.

You find yourself on the surface again, on the shore of the Titan’s Tower. Raven and Starfire both continue to look at Aqualad with heart eyes as Robin steps forward.

“Consider yourself an honorary titan” he says with a smile, holding out a familiar black and yellow communicator for him to take. “We couldn't have done it without you. Thanks.”

“Right back at you. It's good to know there's people up here I can trust.” Aqualad looks at you and Beast boy. He says goodbye to Raven and Starfire, who blushingly say it back. He then turns to Beast Boy.

“What can I say, dude? You're the best.” Beast Boy says.

“Nah. You're the best.”

“Yeah, you're right. And if you ever want me to prove it, I'm always up for a race.”

“Just try and keep up.” Aqualad laughs, patting his head. He finally turned to you.

“Aquagirl, it's been really nice to meet you. Next time you’re near Atlantis, give me a call and I’ll show you around. There's so much to show you,” he stretched out his hand for a handshake, but you pulled him in for a hug. He was surprised at your gesture, but soon returned it. Raven and Starfire looked at you with pure envy as you pulled back with a smile.

“I’ll take your word for it, Aquacousin” you say, making a reference to your nickname for him earlier. He laughs, then waves goodbye. The six of you wave back as he swims back into the ocean. Robin gently put his hand on your shoulder.

“You did a great job today Aquagirl. I knew I could count on you.”

“You know you can always count on me, dude.” you say with a smile. “Now I’m kinda hungry. Anyone up for pizza?”

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DIWK - Chapter five: "For a genius, that's just dumb"

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Warnings: Drug use, Spencer at his worst. Cursing, angst, CM usual content. Spoilers of Season 2 Episodes 16, 17, and 18.

Summary: Spencer is being a jerk with everybody at the BAU, and reader is having trouble dealing with his obvious problem. A case in New Orleans will bring the team to the edge.

A/N: I'm sorry! bear with this angst for another week, things will get a little better soon, I promise!

Series Masterlist

Chapter one | Chapter two | Chapter three | Chapter four | Chapter five | Chapter six | Chapter seven | Chapter eight | Chapter nine | Chapter ten | Chapter eleven | Chapter twelve | Chapter thirteen | Chapter fourteen | Chapter fifteen |

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(Y/N)'s point of view

Reid took two weeks off after his abduction. Hotch forced him, and it was clear he needed it. Meanwhile, in the BAU, things were a little tense between me and JJ. I knew I hadn't been as professional as I should have been during the investigation, and I was expecting the repercussions.

That's why after the morning briefing, I asked Hotch if we could talk.

- "Listen, Hotch, I'm sorry I yelled when we were at the cabin,"- I started and kept my eyes on his, just to prove to him how sorry I was and how honest I was being.

- "(Y/L/N), there's..."

- "No, Hotch, I was out of place, I yelled at you, I yelled at JJ, I cried and..."

- "And yet, you did an amazing job finding Reid,"- he said and stood up. He walked from his desk and stood in front of me.

- "I am not expecting you to be perfect the whole time, (Y/N). I just want you to give us your best."

- "But I let the case affect me. I shouldn't let the case affect me."

- "(Y/N), it was Reid. From the second we found out he was missing, we all knew it was going to be a hard case for the team, especially for you."

I smiled at my unit chief, and somehow, he smiled too. Spencer always said he smiled with me a lot, but I never thought it was "a lot." Well, considering he never did, maybe the few times he did smile were a lot for him.

- "(Y/N)"- he said before I opened the door-" You should consider talking with JJ too"- I nodded and walked away.

I knew I had to, but I didn't want to. It was embarrassing to ask for an apology. After all, I yelled at her. But JJ was my friend, and she had been through hell. She deserved an apology.

I walked to her office and knocked on the door. She looked from the files she was reading and almost jumped.

- "Hey,"- I whispered and showed her a cup- "I made you an apology coffee for yelling at you."

The only way I knew how to deal with awkward circumstances was by trying to make a joke of it. That's my coping mechanism.

- "You don't need to apologize, (Y/N),"- she said as I walked over and gave her her coffee.

- "I do actually, 'cos I really feel like shit. I shouldn't have yelled at you or blamed it on you. I was too nervous and too scared, and I need to..."

- "(Y/N), really"- she interrupted me and smiled- "I know you didn't mean to hurt me, you were just nervous for him. We all were... and now he is back, and everything is ok."

I looked at her and tried to read her. I don't know why I felt she was hiding something from me.

- "I was out of place, JJ. No matter how worried I was, I should have never yelled at you, and I'm sorry."- she smiled and stood up. I wrapped my arms around her and whispered "Sorry" again.

- "It's ok (Y/N). I know you were just desperate to find him."

- "Thank you... but next time I'm out of place, you can just yell at me back or something"- she chuckled and shook her head.

- "You weren't out of place. You are always going to protect Spence."

- "Yes, I will, always, no matter what"- she just stared, and I smiled at her.

I didn't overthink her words until years had passed. I knew no matter what, I would always do my best to protect Spencer. I knew he was my best friend, and I would do no matter what to have him in my life. There was something about him and how he made me feel when we were together, which I found extremely addictive. I was the happiest when I was with him, even when we were working, catching serial killers, surrounded by death.

- "Hello honey bunny, it's me again. I'm almost done with my paperwork, so please put on some pants 'cos I've got some amazing chicken tandoori for dinner today."

It was Wednesday. I left Reid yet another voice message 'cos he hadn't picked up the phone for me that day. And though I was worried he wasn't answering my calls, a part of me thought it was completely natural. He had to be sleeping. After all, he had been kidnapped and tortured.

I had been taking him dinner every day of his leave. I wanted to make sure he was eating, and I wanted to put an eye on him, see if he was in a good mood. If he needed to talk. If he felt ok. If he was a functional human being. I worried about him all day long. I was glad those days we were working locally, and no case took us from the city.

I knocked on his door later that night, and it took him at least five minutes to answer. He was in his pajamas, dark rings under his eyes, and his hair was a mess.

- "Sorry, were you still sleeping?"- I whispered and cut him a tiny guilty smile- "I called you earlier..."

- "Hey... yeah..."- he yawned and opened the door- "Sorry, I've been..."- but he didn't continue talking.

I walked into his kitchen and left the take-out bags on the counter. Everything was exactly like I had left the day before when I had brought him dinner and something to eat for breakfast and lunch.

- "Spencer? did you eat today?"- I asked, but he didn't reply- "Honey?"

I walked back to the living room and found him lying on the couch, nearly falling asleep again.

- "Spencer? are you ok?"

- "Yeah, I'm just... you know, I feel like I haven't slept in years... I'm so tired, and when I close my eyes, all I can see is Tobias's face torturing me..."

I sat on the floor next to him and ran my fingers through his hair. Finally, he opened his eyes and just looked at me.

- "You are home now, you are safe"- my voice was a whisper. I was afraid I could scare him. Spencer looked so helpless lying there, still scared.

- "I tell you what, let's eat, and then you can go to bed, I'll go home, and I'll let you sleep until tomorrow, ok?"- he just nodded but didn't move.

- "What's for dinner?"

- "Your favorite."

When I left that night, I had the feeling there was something Spencer wasn't telling me. I had never seen him like that. But at the same time, I could really understand he was feeling like shit. He had been through an awful situation. So, of course, he was going to feel like shit.

I did the same every night the two weeks Reid was on leave. And I found a different Spencer each night. Sometimes he was sleepy. Sometimes he was happy, chatty. And the last day, he was moody. You don't know Spencer until you've seen him mad. He has a whole different personality hidden, and it only comes out when he is angry.

- "I can take care of myself, you know,"- he said as soon as he opened the door. So I just stood there, confused, trying to understand what I had done wrong.

- "Hello to you too"- Spencer didn't reply. Instead, he just walked back to his couch and grabbed the book he was reading.

- "I'm not hungry."

- "Fine, you don't have to eat right now. I'll just leave this here until you feel like tasting this amazing pad thai."

I looked around the kitchen. Just like every day, everything was exactly like I had left it the night before. I was sure Spencer wasn't eating anything the whole time he was alone.

- "I brought one for myself. You don't mind if I eat? I'm starving."

- "Do whatever you want,"- he mumbled and continued reading.

Until that day, Spencer had never talked to me like that. It was shocking. I didn't know what to do, a part of me wanted to storm out, and the other just wanted to wait for him to apologize. So I sat at the table with my pad thai, a book and just ate in silence. Alone.

Spencer didn't say a word for at least half an hour.

- "Ok, I'll leave then,"- I whispered after cleaning my dishes- "See you tomorrow at work."

- "Yeah, tomorrow"- he simply replied and didn't even take his eyes from the book.

- "Hopefully, tomorrow, you won't be a dick."

Spencer's point of view

After two weeks at home, I was out of Dilaudid. That Sunday, I started stressing out as soon as I finished the last bottle. I could feel the anxiety growing inside of me, even when I was still pretty high. I wasn't going to get another dose until the next day. I had to get a prescription or a dealer.

I wasn't really thinking straight about it at that point. I didn't consider myself an addict. I had been using it for just a week or so. I could leave it whenever I wanted to. Just that I didn't want to leave it, 'cos I felt I needed a little support to deal with everything going on.

It was so annoying having (Y/N) over that day. I just wanted her to leave. I hated how much she cared about me 'cos I knew it was over pity, not love. She felt pity that I was a useless kid who couldn't even cook for himself. But that useless kid was going to get himself his own dose of Dilaudid, no matter what.

After so many years at the FBI, it wasn't so hard to find a dealer. You knew the streets. You just had to go there and find one who could get you what you wanted. And surprisingly, Dilaudid was more popular than I imagined.

I waited a few minutes after (Y/N) left, grabbed my jacket, and got out there to find my next dose of joy. I didn't feel bad or guilty. Everybody has a thing, I guess. And it wasn't like it ruled my life. I just needed it for a few more days until I felt better.

I carried my gun but left my batch back home. I took my car and drove to the neighborhood I knew was the easiest to find a dealer. I waited for a while, parked around the close to a local bar until I found what I was looking for.

Somehow, I didn't find it hard walking over and getting my drug. I wasn't embarrassed or scared. Or even nervous. All I wanted to do was hold that bottle in my hands as quickly as possible, go back home, and put the needle in my vein. As simple as that.

I'm guessing that's what being an addict is all about.

- "You are here!!"- Garcia yelled as soon as I reached my desk. She was waiting with Morgan and ran to hug me.

I didn't really want a hug that minute but accepted it 'cos she looked excited, and I didn't want to break her heart. I was still a little high from the night before, so I was feeling pretty good. I could handle some physical contact.

- "We missed you so much! I baked you cookies!"

- "Hey, pretty boy! how are you feeling?"

- "I'm ok, how have you been?"- I left my bag on the chair and waved at Morgan.

- "We are all good, ready to go back to the game?"- I knew I wasn't, but of course, I lied.

- "Yeah."

I took a look around the bullpen. (Y/N) and Prentiss were at the kitchenette making coffee. I had the feeling I had been a little bit of an asshole the day before with my best friend, but I wasn't sure if it had been just in my mind or if I had said something nasty to her. So, after a few minutes of hesitation, I grabbed the cookie box and walked over.

She was alone. Emily was laughing at something Derek had said. He was flirting, and I'm not sure she knew. (Y/N) looked at me and crossed her arms on her chest. Not a good sign.

- "I'm... sorry?"- I whispered and looked at her

- "Why?"

- "I was grumpy yesterday, and I might have said something I didn't mean... and I'm sorry,"- I stuttered, like the nerd I have always been, and opened the box of cookies, offering her one.

- "Garcia made you those," - she said and sipped her coffee.

- "But I wanna share them with you"- (Y/N) raised an eyebrow and looked into my eyes.

- "Are you ok?"

Such a simple question. Such a hard answer.

- "Yeah, I'm ok... But, I'm still having some trouble sleeping... nightmares"- that was true.

- "And how was the pad thai?"- I didn't even eat it.

- "It was good, I liked it"- she nodded and sighed- "(Y/N), I am honestly sorry I was an asshole with you."

- "It's ok, honey"- her words were a sweet whisper that made me chill- "Just don't do it again"- I shook my head and kept my eyes on her.

- "Welcome back, Reid,"- Hotch said and tapped on my back- "We need you in the conference room in five minutes."

And just like that, I was back to work.

During the morning briefing, I could hear JJ and Hotch talking about the case we had that week in Westchester county. There were suspicions of hate crimes, 'cos all the girls were afro American. But I couldn't really concentrate, though I looked at the pictures and did my best to stay focused. I ate a few cookies. Bit my nails. Sipped my coffee. But all I could see was Tobias dead on each picture of the case.

And suddenly, I started craving that needle in my vein. Just a little to go through the day.

I found it hard staying still, so I ate another cookie, sat straight on my chair, scratched my arm, and rubbed my hands against my face. I knew I was moving too much, but I couldn't really stop. Did I have time for a little fix before we head off to New York?

An SSA getting high in the FBI bathroom. That was all I could think of. Was that what I wanted to turn into?

I felt (Y/N)'s eyes on me and turned to her for a second. I remember holding my breath as I stared at her. Her brown hair was pulled up in a ponytail that day. She wasn't a fan of that hairstyle but wore it when she felt she needed to look more professional. I remember telling her I like her hair loose the most, and she told me she likes my hair when it was longer. I stopped cutting my hair that day.

She just looked at me, her eyes into mine. I was trying to read her, and all I could see was that she was doing the same.

- "Wheels up in twenty,"- Hotch finally said, and everybody stood up. (Y/N) grabbed her things and walked back to her desk. She was still mad at me, clearly. Maybe I had been worse than I remembered.

- "Hey, so..."- I stood next to her desk and smiled awkwardly while she grabbed her go-bag and turned to me.

- "I thought this weekend we could go to... go to the new bookstore you, you, you told me about."

I started stuttering as soon as she looked at me. And she didn't reply, so I just continued talking.

- "And maybe I can buy you lunch or dinner, or both"- I smiled awkwardly, but she didn't even move a muscle.

- "I owe you. You fed me for two weeks."

- "And you barely ate what I brought over"- I frowned, feeling a little busted- "Spencer, I'm worried about you"- she was standing so close to me, I could smell her shampoo.

- "Don't be,"- I whispered and looked down at my shoes- "I'm ok now."

- "Are you?"- I nodded and felt her hands rubbing my arms sweetly and carefully. I couldn't help it and raised my eyes to meet hers. My heart skipped a beat as she looked at me so worried, I felt guilty.

- "I've been better, but I promise, if anything horrible happens, you'll be the first to know,"- I whispered and looked at her. I was full of shit.

- "Swear?"- (Y/N) asked softly, and I nodded immediately.

- "I swear."

No, I wasn't ok, of course, and I'm sure it was clear for anyone to see in the days to follow, 'cos suddenly everybody was treating me like I was broken. Sure, I was. But I didn't want to be treated like such.

(Y/N) sat next to me in the jet. That made me feel better. We went through the case files and analyzed the threat note one of the victims had received. Putting my head on the work always makes me feel better. My job and books are my security blanket.

- "We see Ken with you, and it makes us sick. Take care to stop this now, or you will pay. If you tell anyone about this, you will pay,"- I read out loud and frowned.

- "Strange, it doesn't seem real,"- (Y/N) said as soon as I was done.- "First of all, the use of "we" in a threat this direct it's almost always bogus."

- "One individual trying to diffuse responsibility,"- Emily added, nodding.

- "Also, the message itself seems contradictory. On the one hand, "take care to stop this now, or you will pay." Presumably, they want them to stop seeing each other. But then, on the other hand, they don't want them to go public with it."

(Y/N) finished talking, and I smiled, looking at her. The whole team was nodding at her words. Gideon had to know by then she was brilliant. 'Cos she was, and I wanted him to acknowledge it. I didn't want them to hate each other.

- "The point of hate crimes is to increase publicity, not decrease it. It's like terrorism,"- Hotch added.

- "An effective threat lets everybody know that they are in danger if they do this behavior. The author would want Sandra to tell people about the note"- (Y/N) continued explaining. I just closed the file and looked at her. She was saying everything I wanted to say.

- "Doesn't sound like a guy who's actually prepared to kill,"- JJ said.

- "Actually, it doesn't sound like a guy at all"- (Y/N) looked at her and explained- "Take care to stop this" implies empathy. I mean, "Take care," males don't use this type of language"- she sighed and looked at the team.

- "At least not when they are trying to threaten somebody. This message was clearly written by a female, and based on the lack of psychological sophistication, I'd say it's most likely an adolescent."

- "You think a girl killed these kids?"- JJ asked her in shock, clearly doubting everything (Y/N) had just said.

- "I think a girl wrote this note,"- my best friend simply replied.

- "Let's call that mystery number one,"- Gideon said. Morgan looked at me and raised an eyebrow.

- "You are awfully quiet, pretty boy"- and I simply shrugged.

- "(Y/N) said everything I was thinking. She is right, a girl wrote this note, and it doesn't mean it's the same person who committed those crimes."

(Y/N)'s point of view

It was clear there was something wrong with Reid. But after that morning, I decided I wouldn't ask anymore. I was just going to see. See if I could crack his mind and find out what it was. It wasn't the trauma or the clear PTSD. There was something there. Something that made him paler, the ring under his eyes darker. He kept fidgeting the whole time, scratching his arms. He would sometimes disappear, holding his satchel as if his life depended on it.

There was something wrong with Spencer. And by the look in his eyes, Gideon knew it too.

The next couple of weeks, I didn't know which Spencer I would find each time I talked to him. He was grumpier each day. He would work as good and as fast as always, but his humor was a mess. You could tell he wasn't sleeping, and he wasn't eating properly. And each time I knocked on his door, I didn't know what was going to happen.

- "(Y/L/N), can you come over for a second?"- there was a deep awkward silence in the bullpen after we all heard Hotch calling me to his office. I just nodded and stood up, trying to figure out if I had done something wrong in the lastest days. But I couldn't think of anything. I did my best.

- "Please, sit down,"- Hotch said as soon as I closed the door behind my back. Gideon was there, sitting on a couch, and Aaron pointed at the one next to him.

- "Is this because I laughed at Anderson's tie the other day? I'm sorry, I know it was out of place, but I apologized to him, and everything is fine."

- "We need to talk about Reid"- Gideon went straight to the point. I just held my breath and nodded.

- "Have you talked to him about what's going on? We know you are his closest friend, and we are worried he is not ok."- Hotch was talking like a father, not like a boss.

- "He is in denial"- I sighed and closed my eyes, defeated- "I've tried to find out what is happening, 'cos it's not just the abduction, there is something else there."

I made a pause and looked at them. They were worried sick, just as I was. It didn't even need to profile them.

- "But the only thing I can think of is..."- the three of us stared at each other in silence. We all knew it- "You are thinking the same as we are"- and they nodded in silence- "Dilaudid?"

- "We don't know what it is, but he has a problem, it's obvious,"- Hotch said and looked at me. I could tell he was worried sick.

- "It's the only thing that makes sense to me. Tobias used it, and maybe he gave it something while they were in the cabin."

- "You didn't notice anything strange before that?"

- "No, Hotch, before that abduction, he was just Reid, not whoever he is right now..."

I never thought I would end up talking about my fears of Reid using drugs with the chief unit and the best profiler on earth. But there I was. And I was desperate for their help.

- "What are we going to do?"- it was the only thing I could ask, 'cos it was the only thing I wanted to know.

- "We are not going to report him,"- Gideon quickly replied- "Strauss would fire him right away, and we all know the kid just needs help. He ain't no junkie."

- "Should we make an intervention or..."- I didn't know how to finish that line. They looked at each other and simply shook their heads.

- "We'll give him a couple of weeks. We are hoping he is going to reconsider what he is doing on his own."

- "And if he doesn't?"- I had to ask, 'cos it was what I feared the most.

- "Then we'll intervene"- Hotch sentenced and stood up- "I know you are worried, and I trust you'll keep a good eye on him."

- "Of course."

- "And don't let this get in the way of work, his, yours, and the team, ok?"- I nodded at Hotch and stood up.

- "If there's anything you need to talk about, I am here,"- Aaron said and looked me in the eyes- "I am worried about him, just as much as you are."

- "Thank you,"- I whispered and walked out.

Spoiler alert: shit got way worse before it started getting better.

The next morning we gathered at the conference room to analyze the case we were called in. We were all there, except for Reid. And neither Hotch nor Gideon looked happy. We stared for a second, and I shook my head. I had no idea where he was. But he was never late. In fact, he was always the first one to arrive. I had called him earlier, but it went straight to voicemail. So far, I had nothing.

- "This is Huston's fifth ward"- JJ explained and showed us the images of the crime scene on the screen and proceeded to explain.

- "It accounts for a large percent of the city's growing homicide rate due to gang violence and a bustling narcotics trade. Although in the last 48 hours there have been three distinctive murders in the ward."

- "Distinctive how?"- I asked, trying to find more info in the file JJ had given me.

- "Three men, three different socioeconomic groups. All killed on the street with their necks snapped. There appears to be no other injury, and there's no apparent connection between the victims or motive."

We were all in silence, reading and thinking, when suddenly, Spencer walked in.

He was completely wrecked. All his clothes were wrinkled, and his hair was messy. He actually looked like he could use a shower, so he had obviously overslept. He kept sipping his coffee cup and walking slowly to his chair.

We all looked at him in silence. Morgan and Emily were shocked to see him like this. Don't get me wrong, so was I, but somehow at that point, I was waiting for something like this to happen. Maybe it was the warning we needed to make our intervention.

- "The ward's detectives are inundated with homicides. Gang violence is a big problem"- JJ continued explaining the case, and I guess we all pretended not to see the big pink elephant in the room.

- "Shootings, armed robberies, it's an everyday occurrence. But this type of street attack is new to them."

I couldn't take my eyes from Spencer. He was fidgeting on his hair, moving constantly, and his eyes were fucking lost. He was high. It was crystal clear. How on earth could he get to work under the influences of whatever it was he was taking? I wanted to slap him. Worst. I wanted to beat the shit up to him.

- "Could it be gang related?"- Emily asked, and part of my focus went back to the case- "Maybe some new type of initiation rite?"

- "The gangs in the ward use guns"- JJ explained- "In fact, no known gangs exhibit this type of M.O."

- "What about dope?"- the words just slipped my lips, and I immediately looked at Spencer as I continued talking- "These guys come up with pretty freaky ways of killing the competition to get their message out."

Reid looked at me and didn't move a muscle for a second. I raised an eyebrow and finally turned to JJ, 'cos she turned to me and continued talking about the case.

- "Yeah, but it just doesn't seem to be any connection between the victims and the drug world."

- "Homeless man, a construction worker, security guard"- Gideon numbered the victims and shook his head. It didn't make sense- "Three dead men and no witnesses."

- "We are looking for a homicidal serial killer in a neighborhood populated by criminals,"- Hotch announced and closed the file.- "The challenge will be separating him from the rest."

- "We have no evidence. No apparent interaction between the unsub with the victims pre or post mortem and an indistinguishable M.O"- Reid's voice was annoyed, and everybody noticed 'cos they looked at him confused- "Should be simple."

That wasn't Spencer. That was an asshole with his face.

- "Wheels up in twenty,"- Hotch announced and stood up. I waited if he called Reid to his office, but he didn't. I could understand it was time to focus on the case, but we couldn't work with a drugged profiler, right?

- "Everything ok?"- I asked Spencer when I stood next to his desk, holding my go-bag, ready to leave the office.

- "Why wouldn't it be?"- he didn't even look at me when he talked.

- "'Cos you were late for work for the first time since I started working in the BAU."

- "It was going to happen eventually. Everybody is late for work every once in a while."

Reid finished whatever it was that he was doing on his desk and walked away from me. Just like that. It was clear that it wasn't going to be an easy day. And that wasn't my best friend.

When we were on the plane, I sat as far from him as possible. I was actually next to Gideon and Hotch. I felt like I needed their support at that moment. Mostly 'cos I didn't want to snap in front of Reid, and I knew they would hold me back.

Derek walked to me in the jet while we analyzed the victims and gave me a cup of coffee. I bet he could tell there was something wrong. I smiled and whispered thank you, and decided to focus on the case, 'cos that was what mattered the most that minute.

- "Let's see if any of the victims frequented the same stores or sites,"- Hotch said, going through the files again.

- "He used blitz attacks, which means he most likely lacks the interpersonal skills"- finally Spencer said something useful related to the case- "He needed to coerce his victims into coming close. And he also used the element of surprise, which means he may have stalked his victims prior to killing them."

- "Well, if that's the case, I wanna go back to the crime scenes to see where he may have been hiding,"- Morgan said and looked at me- "Are you in, pretty girl?"

- "Count me in,"- I answered and smiled. I was glad to be paired with Derek, 'cos I didn't feel like being with Spencer that day.

- "I want to see the neighborhood for myself,"- Gideon added.

- "The rest of you will go to the precinct and set up shop,"- Hotch commanded.

- "I'll map out the area and see if I can find any places the victims would have visited in the neighborhoods,"- Reid said and looked at me.

- "Good, maybe we can find a connection between them. I'll help you with that"- the way Spencer turned to Emily after she said that was unknown. He was upset she had offered her help. What the fuck?

- "I can handle it,"- he answered coldly, and the silence on the jet was instant. And awkward. I looked at my best friend in shock as Hotch tried to keep his cool.

- "I wasn't suggesting that you couldn't"- Emily excused herself, but Reid was still mad somehow.

- "You know what "I'll help you with it" means?"- and before he kept talking, Hotch interrupted him and mandated.

- "Reid, Prentiss will help you with the geographical profile and victimology."

- "Fine,"- Spencer answered and looked down at the file again.

That wasn't my friend. That was a down-water version of him. Both Gideon and Hotch looked at him and didn't say a word. The heavy silence hung between us for a while. Prentiss looked at me, not getting what was wrong with Reid, and I tried to smile at her and make her feel better. I don't think I could anyway.

- "Do you know what's wrong with Reid?"- Prentiss, Morgan, and JJ walked to me as soon as we stepped off the jet. They were puzzled by his behavior, and I couldn't blame them.

- "He is going through..."- I paused my words and started over- "He is not doing..."- I stopped and started for the third time, making my best to sum up what was happening.

- "He is fucked up."

That was the best I could do to explain what was happening.

- "Please, don't take it personally"- I looked at Emily with pleading eyes- "I know I'm not the one who should apologize, but he is clearly not taking the abduction's effect pretty well, and he refuses to go to therapy."

- "We are all worried for the kid,"- Morgan said as we all walked to the SUV. Reid was walking ahead of us, and it felt he just wanted to get as far from us as possible.

- "Yeah, I know... just bear with him, please."

Now that I think about it, I don't know why I was apologizing for his behavior. I guess 'cos I knew he wouldn't. And also, there was a part of me that felt guilty. I felt I wasn't doing anything to help him. I felt I was letting him sink.

Spencer's point of view

I don't know how I didn't get fired that day. Or in the days to follow. I was acting like an asshole, and I know it now. Back then, I was out of myself. I couldn't help it. I was trying to quit, but it was too hard. I couldn't take it. My whole body was craving for a little fix. The last one, just one more. That's what I kept telling myself. So I kept using, and I kept trying to quit again.

Those days were hell. The case in Huston showed the worst of me, I think. I even had a meltdown in the police station 'cos there was too much noise. Can you believe that? I lost it 'cos there was a construction site outside, and the noise bothered me.

Hotch raised an eyebrow as he saw my reaction, and I got it in a second. He knew. Then why wasn't he doing anything? I shook away those thoughts from my head and tried to focus on the case again. But, of course, things weren't going to be easy.

- "Let's get a list of residents who've been kicked out of their homes by the gentrification. Reid, you and Prentiss go check the shelters."- Gideon said, and I clenched my fist immediately. I didn't want to work with anyone that day. Why were they forcing me?

- "Yeah, we are on it"- Emily stood up right away and obviously, met my annoyed eyes- "Unless you are ok with that, Reid?"- I swear, I hated her.

- "I'm fine with that"- I spit the words and walked out the station with her.

All I kept thinking was how long until I reached my room to get high again. And when it started affecting my job, that's when I first got worried. Maybe Dilaudid wasn't something I could handle on my own.

The fact I was stuck with Prentiss wasn't even the worst part of my day. The fact I had to go out there and talk to people, ask questions, read their body language, and take mental notes of everything they said, was annoying. I wanted to get the fuck out there. Just like that. I swear I was doing my best to do my job, but my body and mind weren't letting me concentrate. I just wanted to end with the day and be alone.

That's why when we were at the shelter, I tried to make the interview as fast and short as possible.

Emily and I talked with one of the administrators of the shelter. It was packed, just as we thought it'd be. All the homeless losing their place on the street didn't have anywhere to go.

- "It looks like you have your hands full"- Emily pointed out the obvious and started annoying me right away.

- "With the demolitions in the projects and the abandoned buildings, there's no place else for people to sleep."

- "Well, thank god there are people like you who take the time..."- but I didn't have time for Emily's bullshit.

- "Do you have a list of everyone who comes through here?"- I asked to end with the senseless conversation.

- "Uh... well we have a sign-in sheet."- Angie answered, confused- "But we don't force anyone to sign in if they don't want to. Some who don't even use their real names"- she paused and smiled- "Elvis eats here a lot."

- "We would appreciate any lists you have"- finally, Emily cooperated with the investigation.

- "Have you noticed anyone who acts unusually aggressive towards the other residents?"- I went straight to the point.

- "What is this about?"

- "A series of murders in the area. The perpetrator may be a homeless man. Maybe someone who stays here. He may even be in this room as we speak."

- "My god, Reid!"- I know Prentiss wanted to smack me. But I didn't care.

- "Have you noticed anyone who acts paranoid or displays explosive, unprovoked bursts of violence. More than just pushing and shoving? I mean, someone who really tried to harm others."

- "There are territorial fights over food and places to sleep. The nurse treats people for minor injuries all the time. But no one is seriously hurt."

- "If anyone does come to mind, give us a call"- I gave Angie my card and said goodbye. I needed to get out of there.

I know. I was harsh. But to be fair, she had to know she might actually face a psychopath any minute, and she had to be alert. Of course, Prentiss didn't agree with me, 'cos the second she found me outside the shelter after talking with Angie, she started arguing.

- "There's a high presence of mental disorders with the homeless,"- I said as soon as I saw her, but, of course, she didn't care about the facts.

- "What the hell was that in there?"- she nearly yelled at me. I just looked at her, annoyed, and crossed my arms on my chest.

- "What?"

- "He may even be in this room as we speak? We have nothing to support that!"

- "We are investigating a serial homicide. Should I have pretended there's no danger?"

- "We just left that woman potentially afraid of every man who walks into this shelter!"

- "Again, until we find this unsub, how is that a bad thing?"- she looked at me in disbelief, like he couldn't understand why I was telling her the truth.

- "What's the matter with you?"

- "What do you mean what's the matter with me?"

- "I have never seen you act like this"- and that just sealed the deal for me. I hated Emily that day.

- "Oh, really? on! in the months that you know me, you have never seen me act this way?"- the sarcasm in my voice was obvious, as well as the frustration in my voice- "No offense, Emily, but you don't really know what you are talking about, do you?"

She looked at me, shocked, and didn't say another word. I just walked away from her and decided to take a cab back to the police station. I didn't even want to be in the same SUV as her.

Why was I mad at Prentiss? I don't know. I think I was 'cos she was still acting as the new kid, always cheerful and willing to help. I guessed she could be my punchball. She wouldn't mind. She was trying to please everybody, after all.

Lucky for me, we were able to finish that case quickly. The next morning, everything was solved, and though our unsub was dead, I was glad we were on our way home. However, I was sad about our killer. He meant no harm. He was having a psychotic break due to his time serving the country in Afghanistan. He thought we were at war. He wanted to save people and saw the victims as possible threats. He didn't mean to kill innocents. He was just... not himself anymore. I could understand that.

- "Hey"- (Y/N) walked over me when we landed that night- "Do you need a ride home?"

- "No, thanks,"- I answered immediately and grabbed my satchel tight- "I think I'll take the subway."

She looked at me and bit her lips for a few seconds, walking next to me. Until she just grabbed my arm and forced me to stop.

- "What the hell? (Y/N)?"

- "Listen, Spencer, I know what's going on, and I want to help you. Can you please talk to me!"- I furrowed my brows and clenched my jaw. Did she know about Dilaudid? How? Why?

- "I don't know what you are talking about,"- I muttered and freed my arm from her hand.

- "Fine, you don't wanna face it! just know this: I know what you are going through, and I am here to help you."

- "Really, (Y/N)? you know what I'm going through?"

My heart was racing, and my palms were sweaty. I didn't want to be there, and I didn't want to fight my best friend. But I just needed to go back home and get fucking high. And she was in the way.

- "Because as far as I remember, you are not the one who got abducted and tortured for four days just a few weeks ago."

- "Seriously, Reid?"- she grunted and crossed her arms on her chest, just like I did- "You think you can play the pity card on me? so 'cos I wasn't kidnapped this month, I don't get what the fuck you are going through?"

- "What the fuck do you want me to say? you just don't get it, and that's it."

I turned around and walked away from her. I knew I was hurting her, but I didn't want to talk. I didn't want to tell her what was going on. And most of all, I really needed to get home.

- "Fine, Reid, do what you want!"- she grabbed my arm and pulled me again- "Go home and fucking get high!"

- "What the fuck are you talking about?"- and I denied everything right away.

- "Don't pretend you don't know, 'cos you are crystal clear to me, Spencer. Whatever it is that you are doing, you can talk to me! I am your friend! I wanna help you!"

- "You don't know what you are talking about."

That was all I could say. I saw her eyes tearing up, so I turned around and ran from her. I literally ran. I didn't want to hear her cry. I didn't want to talk to her again. I just needed to get home and get fucking high. Reality had turned into something I could barely face sober. As simply and hurtful as that.

(Y/N)'s point of view

I didn't take Spencer's words personally 'cos I knew he was craving, and he would do and say anything to get to his house and get high. He might even not wait to get home. And I was worried sick. So I turned to the one person I could talk about this, no questions asked.

- "So, tell me what's the matter, nugget?"- Frank and I sat on my couch, drank a few beers, and after a while dancing around the subject, he pushed me to talk.

- "I'm worried about Spencer."

- "Doc? what is it?"

- "He is using"- Frank turned to me in shock- "Yes, I know."

- "How? When? Why?"

- "Remember I told you he was kidnapped and tortured? Well, the guy who had him started injecting him Dilaudid, or at least that's why I'm inferring, 'cos he has been using something that's definitely not pot or coke, for the lastest weeks."

Frank looked at me like I was insane. I know he kept thinking it was impossible someone like Reid would do such a thing, but I could actually understand why he might do it. His life had been shitty. He found an escape from the pain. I just wished it was something that didn't hurt him as drugs did.

- "He is vanishing, Frankie,"- I whispered and sighed. I was trying my best not to cry. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and moved me closer to him until he was able to kiss the top of my head.

- "I really don't know how to help him."

- "That's the worst part, you are not going actually to help him until he is ready to be helped."

I knew he was right, and that was worse, 'cos I was afraid Spencer would never be ready for help. I was terrified he would hide in the drugs forever.

- "Paco?"- I whispered and started crying

- "What is it, nugget?"

- "I really don't know what to do"- and just like that, I burst into tears. I had been holding them for weeks now, and suddenly, I just couldn't take it anymore.

- "Come on, don't cry."

Frank held me tight, and I just cried until my head hurt. We just sat there, on the couch. He hugged me and kept rocking my body until there were no more tears left inside of me.

- "Nugget, you have to be strong, as far as I know, you are the closest friend he has."

- "Yeah, I know... no pressure there, right?"- he smiled, and I sighed, closing my eyes. I felt confused and defeated. I really didn't know how to help my best friend.

- "You have to remember, you can't use aggressive language when you talk to him, no matter how mad he is driving you."

- "He yelled at me last time we talked."

- "And you yelled back, I guess"- I nodded, guilty, and stood up. I needed another beer. No, I needed something stronger.

I walked to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of scotch from my tiny, humble little bar. I didn't usually drink scotch, but I swear I needed it.

- "So, any advice? I need your best psychologist's point of view to face this mess"- I walked back to the living room and handed Frank another beer.

- "Yes, stop yelling. That will only push him away from you."

- "But he is making me mad!"

- "He is a drug addict (Y/N). This is not about you!"

- "Fair point"- I kept walking around the room, trying to breathe and calm myself down. I really needed that advice.

- "Don't harass him. You have to build trust and a safe space for him to talk to you."

- "I am his best friend. What more trust does he need?"

- "You don't have to judge him!"

- "I would never!"- and just like that, I started yelling.

- "Yeah, control your shitty temper, (Y/N)"- Frank had a point, and I hated it.

- "Noted, then what? How can I make him ask for help?"

- "You can't... you have to wait and hope for the best."

- "That's all you've got?"- Frank sighed and stood up. He walked to me and held my shoulders still so I wouldn't walk away.

- "You have to understand this: he has to want to get help. If not, you are just going to have a bunch of failed attempts that will frustrate him. And you might actually push him away from you, 'cos you and I know you will turn into this obsessive person that will be on him, day and night telling him to get help."

Frank was right. I hate when Frank is right. I'm not used to living in a world where Frank is right.

- "So, I have to wait until he wants to get better?"

- "Yes"

- "Can I make him want to get better? Is that cheating?"- I walked back to the kitchen and grabbed a bag of chips. Each time I feel anxious, I start eating. I can't help it.

- "Listen, he won't ask for help, he won't acknowledge he has a problem, and he will probably be embarrassed he is doing drugs, so whatever you do, don't push him, ok?"

- "Yes"- I whispered- "But... making him want to get better..."

- "How would you fucking do that without pushing him?!"

- "I don't know, Frank!"- I snapped and kept eating chips for a whole minute nonstop.

- "Come on, give me that"- my friend grabbed the bad and kept it away from me- "Keep your shit together, Reid needs you."

- "How can he need me if you keep saying I can't help him?!"

- "You can. You just have to find a way to make him want to ask for help without being pushy and annoying"- I knew he was trying to help me, but it was hard to see the light at the end of that tunnel.

- "Come here"- I walked to him and felt his arms around me- "You are awesome, nugget, you are gonna be ok."

- "It's him who I'm worried about."

- "I mean, you are gonna do fine helping him. He listens to you. He is going to be ok with you."

- "Thank you..." - Frank looked at me and smiled mischievously for a second.

- "I know this is a shitty moment, but I have to tell you, the gang and me... we've been talking and, we want you to date Doc."

There's no word on earth to describe the look on my face when I heard him saying those words. He simply smiled innocently and squeezed my cheeks.

- "And you are blushing!! you are adorable."

- "Shut up!"- I was going to argue with Frank, but he was saved by my phone. JJ called. We had a case. It was time to go.

- "You know, we always whine about you never being here because of your job,"- Frank said as I drove him back home on my way to Quantico- "But I'm really proud of you, nugget."

I looked at him and noticed he was serious. He was actually tearing up.

- "Frankie..."

- "I know things will never be the way they were before, and we won't hang out all the time doing anything, but the fact you are out there, making a difference, it's really inspiring."

- "Frankie..."

- "I'm sorry I'm getting this emotional, I just... needed to tell you. Lu said the other day you were always in danger in this job, you are usually in gunfire and risking your life, and none of us had thought about that. So from now on, each time I see you, I'm gonna tell you: I love you, I'm proud of you, and you are my little sister, forever. ok?"

I nodded at Frank and bit my lips. I was nearly crying as I heard those words. He just smiled and held my hand for a second.

- "Take care out there, and tell me how Doc is going, ok?"- I nodded and sighed. Frank is really my brother. I love talking to him. He might act like an asshole, but he is actually one of the smartest assholes I know.

I tried to wipe off my tears as I walked into the bullpen that night, but I knew I had done a lousy job when JJ looked at me and nearly ran over, concerned.

- "Are you ok? (Y/N)?"- I just bit my lips and nodded- "Come here"- she held my hand and walked me to the bathroom.

- "What's wrong?"

I felt overwhelmed at that minute. My talk with Frank had touched a nerve, I think. So I did the last thing I thought I could do. I hugged JJ tight and held her for a few minutes. She hugged me sweetly and caressed my hair. I kept biting my lips in a poor attempt not to cry, but I knew I was failing.

- "Are you ok? Are you hurt? Did something happen with your boyfriend?"- I shook my head and sighed.

- "I'm ok. I just had a very emotional talk with a friend who basically said he thinks each time we see each other might be the last time because of my job. So that really struck a chord, you know?"

- "Come on, sweety"- JJ smiled at me and wiped off the tears from my cheeks with a tissue.

- "I know it's silly 'cos I actually already knew that. But, sometimes, we don't realize how much we do affect other people's lives. Family, friends..."

- "I know what you mean. I still can't believe what you guys do on the field. Garcia and I, we often talk about how scared we are 'cos something might happen to any of you out there."

I sighed and walked to the mirror to fix my make-up. I looked like shit.

- "Thank you,"- I whispered and looked at my friend- "I know I'm a cold bitch sometimes, but I want you to know I love you, and I love working with you."

- "Come on, you are not a cold bitch"- JJ smiled and walked to me, wrapping an arm around my shoulder as we both looked at each other in the mirror.

- "I yelled at you until you cried once,"- I said, and she simply smiled at me like it never actually happened.

- "You were under an unbearable amount of pressure, and I kind of deserved it, so... no hard feelings."

- "Thank you,"- I whispered and sighed- "Now, let me hide all these tears 'cos I don't want the team to find out I'm a human being with emotions."

- "We all know you are not Hotch"- I chuckled at JJ's words and shook my head.

- "Damn it! I'm failing in my crusade."

Spencer's point of view

(Y/N) had been crying. It was the first thing I noticed when she sat across the table from me in the briefing room. I wanted to know what was going on, but I doubted she wanted to talk to me after what had happened last night. I didn't know what to say or how to approach her. So I just sat there and looked at my notebook, sketching her in silence, not even adding facts to the conversations. I didn't want to be there.

Today was our day off. Under normal circumstances, we would have spent it together. Movies, walking, whatever we felt like doing. But no, I spent my whole free day in my house high, until we got the call to come to Quantico after lunch.

I have been trying to quit. I swear I've tried. But I can't. I can't do it on my own, and I know it. But I can't ask for help. To who? a group? Telling people I'm a drug addict fed? No, thank you. To Hotch? and risk being suspended. No way. To (Y/N)? She would help me, I know, but she wouldn't like me anymore if she knew what I've been doing. I will never face it in front of her. I rather fix this on my own and then make my best to be the old Spencer she is friends with. That's it. That's my plan.

We had to go to New Orleans. A serial killer who had killed three people before Katrina happened, and now after years, was back. They thought he had died in the storm, but suddenly, a fourth body was found. Same M.O, the same type of victim. The police department required our help. So we took the jet.

- "Hey, Reid,"- Morgan woke me from my thoughts suddenly. He was sitting next to me on the jet- "What's going on up there?"

- "Just thinking about this old friend of mine from Las Vegas, Ethan. He lives in New Orleans now."

- "Really? gonna give him a call?"

- "We grew up competing against each other in absolutely everything: Spelling bees, science fairs. we also both had our heart set on joining the bureau, but the first day at Quantico, he backed out."

I never really understood Ethan and why he decided to leave. I always thought of asking, but a part of me felt I knew the answer and didn't want to hear it.

- "Probably he just couldn't take the heat,"- Prentiss said suddenly from the other side of the place and smiled at me. Maybe she thought her comment was funny, but it wasn't. I hated it.

- "It's not really for us to judge, is it?"- she looked at me, puzzled.

- "Right, my bad."

I knew everybody on the jet thought I was rude, and I was, but honestly, I hated Prentiss's comment. I looked at (Y/N). She didn't even take her eyes from the file she read. So, of course, she was still mad at me. And I deserved it, I guess.

Unlucky for me, I was stuck with (Y/N) and Prentiss with the forensic report. We had to see the last victim and try to gather as much information as possible for the investigation. It wouldn't be so hard to work with (Y/N) under regular conditions. I love working with her. We always find a way to crack something from the case that we wouldn't have been able to see on our own.

But this time, we weren't even talking to each other. Needless to say, Prentiss, who had been the target of my hate for the last days.

- "Four layers of fatty tissue sliced through like butter,"- the medic said and shook his head as we all stared at the body- "I've only seen that three other times."

- "You worked this case initially?"- (Y/N) took the words I was going to say. She would usually do that.

- "You don't forget victims like this,"- he answered to her, shaking his head.

- "I can still smell the alcohol on him"- Prentiss pointed out the obvious.

- "This is New Orleans. Dead or alive, it's a smell you get used to."

- "The victim has no defense wounds"- I analyzed 'cos someone had to stop that chat and focus on words. Emily, of course, noticed I was annoyed and looked at me, surprised.- "Meaning this is more likely a blitz attack."

(Y/N) raised the sheet, and the two of us looked at the victim carefully. It was the closest we had been in the whole day. And I could smell her perfume. It was heartwarming, somehow.

- "No hesitation marks or rapid thrust"- she said- "These cuts were methodical, almost procedural."

- "My guess, whoever gutted this guy was taught to,"- I said and crossed my eyes, looking at my best friend. But she didn't say a word back.

- "So you think he might have some medical training?"- Emily asked her, and (Y/N) turned to look at her.

- "Yes, I think it's a good option. How else could he carve around every organ and leave each one intact?"

I kept my eyes on my best friend as Emily talked about something I didn't care about with the forensic. (Y/N) was doing her best not to look at me. That situation was killing me, knowing it was my fault.

When we walked outside, (Y/N) started talking with Emily about the victim, but that conversation soon ended when Hotch called my best friend and asked her to go to the police station. I took my chance as we walked to the SUV and whispered.

- "(Y/N)... can we talk?"

- "Not now, Spencer"- my name had never sounded so cold coming from her before. She looked at me. She wasn't mad or angry. She was just... working.

- "We have a case, maybe later, ok?"- and I just nodded.

When we walked back into the police station, after the most awkward ride back, we found Hotch standing in front of a projector, reading the letters the killer had sent chief Lamontagne, the former police on the case, who had died in Katrina. Now his son was in charge of the case, and he was pretty concerned not to disappoint the memory of his father. That was something I definitely couldn't relate to at all.

- "Is that the letter from the unsub?"- Emily kept asking the obvious questions. (Y/N) sighed and stood in the middle of the room, listening to Hotch reading the letter out loud. I stayed back, just staring at her, waiting for her analysis. I love her analysis.

- "I'm back with a vengeance. I wanted you to know the last guy made it easy, being out so late stumbling home drunk. I enjoyed slicing around his organs. I thought about sending you one. He was asking to be ripped, don't you think, boss? Yours truly"

- "To say the victims were asking to be killed denies all culpability"- (Y/N) said, and I nodded right away- "Most sexual sadist rationalize their own behavior by blaming the victims like that."

- "But there was no evidence of sexual assault in the autopsy"- Emily argued- "He could be a homosexual male stabbing because he needs violence for arousal."

- "Every kill he's acting out a fantasy of revenge"- Hotch supported those thoughts.

- "What if he's acting trying to act out something else?"- I said, connecting the dots between each murderer, 'cos they reminded me of something.

- "Like what?"- Emily asked me, but I didn't even look at her.

- "Except for the victims were men, it's the same M.O."

- "What are you talking about?"- Emily still didn't get it, but (Y/N) did, 'cos she turned to me, and her eyes were bright, and I smiled, knowing when she was thinking.

- "Jack!"- she whispered. I looked at her and nodded.

- "All four victims were found with their throats slashed, eviscerated, and the murders perpetrated in semi-public places. And the murders perpetrated in semi-public places after dark."

- "Investigators taunted with the letters addressed to "boss." The only difference is that case was one hundred years ago"- (Y/N) continued my thoughts, and I couldn't stop smiling, glad we were still able to think together like that.

- "And they took place in London"- I finished and (Y/N) nodded. But soon, her smile faded, and her eyes were locked back on the screen.

- "Jack the Ripper"- Emily finally figured it out.

- "And the unsub wants us to think that he's the modern-day version loose in New Orleans."

That night I had a shot of whisky from the mini bar, washed my face, did my best to stay calm, and walked to (Y/N)'s room. JJ opened the door. She and Emily were there with (Y/N). There were many file folders on the bed, so it was clear they were working the case. I froze for a second. I didn't expect to see them there. I took a deep breath and simply asked.

- "Hey... can we talk?"- I ignored JJ and just looked at (Y/N), whose eyes were wide open at the other side of the room.

- "Sure"- she was already in her pajamas, so she put on a hoodie and her sneakers and walked out to the hall with me.

- "Do you want to come to my room?"- I asked her when I saw her shivering- "I'm alone, we can talk, and you won't freeze to death"- and as a Christmas miracle, she accepted.

- "What is it, Spencer?"- she asked me and crossed her arms on her chest as soon as I closed my bedroom door. I stood in front of her and sighed. It was now or never. I had to do it.

- "I'm sorry I yelled at you yesterday"- and she didn't say a word. She just stared at me, waiting for me to continue talking, I guess. But believe it or not, that was all I had.

- "That's it?"- she whispered. I kept looking into her eyes, and suddenly, the only thought in my mind was to move closer to her and run my fingers through her hair. It had to feel so soft, it smelled so good. I couldn't shake the idea from my mind.

- "Spencer?"- she said and frowned. Right, I had to answer.

- "I just wanted to apologize to you. I've been in an awful mood lately 'cos I haven't been sleeping at all, and I took it out on you. I'm sorry."

Her eyes scanned me, every inch of my face and my body. Was she sure I was doing some drugs? Did she just say it because she had a hunch? Am I see-through? I didn't know the answers to any of those questions. What I did know was the fact I had to keep denying my truth.

- "It's ok, Spencer. I shouldn't have pushed you anyway,"- she whispered, and her face softened. I couldn't help it and sighed, relieved.

- "I am so, so sorry, really. I've been feeling like a scum bag the whole day, and I didn't know how to talk to you."

She took a step closer and wrapped her arms around me. Just like that, she hugged me, and I was left speechless. I held her tight and smelled her perfume around me. I prayed it would say in my pajamas, to feel it with me after she was gone.

Yes. I had feelings for my best friend, and they were becoming clearer and stronger every day. But they were a problem I couldn't deal with at that minute. Not when she was in my arms like that, hugging me as her life depended on it, making me feel I was a person worth loving.

When she slowly let me go, her eyes were filled with tears, and my heart broke. She was crying. Was it because of me? Did I hurt her that bad? I felt like the worst person on earth, and all I could do was hold her tight again, feeling her arms locked around my waist.

- "I'm so sorry, so sorry,"- I whispered, and my voice broke.

- "I don't wanna lose you, honey,"- she whispered and sobbed against the fabric of my pajamas.

- "You won't, I swear"- I held her as close as possible, as my eyes watered up too.

- "You are my best friend."

- "You are my best friend too, and I am so sorry I hurt you. I promise I won't do it again"- she looked at me with a short smile and nodded.

I leaned and kissed her forehead. I didn't even think about it. I just did it. And the knot in my stomach reminded me that was the closest I had ever been to her in my entire life.

She sighed and wiped off her tears.

- "Ok, I should go to bed now. I left the girls in my room, and they might be bored already"- I nodded and grabbed my keys.

- "Let me walk you over"- and she giggled.

- "Honey, literally, I just have to walk to the end of the hall. I'll be ok."

- "I know you will. I want to do it. I've been a jerk with you these days, and I need to make amends."

- "You should also make amends with Prentiss, don't you think?"- I just nodded and started walking with her to her room.

- "I'll talk to her tomorrow"- she held my hand and rubbed her thumbs against my skin as we walked. I loved it. I had never held someone's hand as I walked, except, of course, my mother's when I was a kid.

- "Thank you,"- she whispered as we stood outside her door. I just smiled and looked at her. In a parallel universe, I would lean in and kiss her. But in this universe, I only smiled and waved.

- "See you tomorrow, (Y/N)."

- "Goodnight, Spencer."

(Y/N)'s point of view

When I walked into my room, JJ and Prentiss were waiting for me, sitting on my bed, drinking the beer Emily had brought. They both looked at me in silence, with widened eyes for a few seconds until I shrugged.

- "So, where were we?"

- "What is wrong with Reid?"- JJ asked immediately, ignoring my comment. I just sighed and walked to get a beer. I knew there was no way I was going to get out of that conversation.

- "He has been an asshole with me for the last week"- Emily added- "I know there's something there 'cos he snapped on me the other day, he even yelled at me."

- "He yelled at me too"- I confessed- "We were just talking about that. He has been in a shitty mood."

I didn't want to mention the drug use. I wasn't sure, and I didn't know if Emily or JJ had noticed anything related to that issue.

- "Are you sure that's all that's going on with him?- Prentiss knew. She was a good profiler, and Reid wasn't too subtle either. I just looked at her and shook my head.

- "We are working on it"- I lied. I wasn't part of "working" on anything yet. But I didn't want them to get involved in that problem.

- "You can count on us too"- JJ sat next to me and held my hand- "We love Spence, and we can help him. We want to help him."

- "I know, and right now, all I can ask you to help me with is to bear with his shit for a little longer. He has big mood swings, and he has trouble sleeping..."

I tried not to give them any detailed information about his situation.

- "We are"- I didn't know how to explain- "He has to work on his shit and I'm trying to give him all the support he needs. But, he doesn't want to share this with anyone. Hotch and Gideon already talked to me."

They nodded in silence and looked at me, honesty concerned.

- "Is he..."- JJ couldn't even finish her sentence- "Do you know if he..."

- "I'm not sure"- and that time, I didn't lie- "He is not ready to give me all the details, but he is ready for help. So please, patient. If he hurts you, it's not personal. It's not him. Ok?"

My friend sighed. JJ looked at me in silence and rubbed her hand on mine again. I could tell she was concerned, and I knew she wanted to help. I just didn't know how she could help that minute.

- "You are the best friend Spencer could ever ask for,"- Emily said and smiled at me- "You are always so worried about him."

- "He is my best friend, and all I want for him is happiness,"- I said and shrugged- "He deserves it."

- "If I didn't know better, I'd say you are in love with him."

Prentiss looked into my eyes, and I didn't move a muscle for a few seconds. I knew my cheeks were turning red, but I refused to give her the wrong impression.

- "Yeah, some people usually think that when a man and a woman are best friends,"- I simply replied, and she nodded.

There was a small silence in my room. I knew Prentiss didn't mean to say that in a mean way, but I didn't feel comfortable with her comment. I think she noticed, 'cos after a few seconds, she smiled at me and turned to JJ.

- "Now, why don't we talk about detective William Lamontagne?"- and our dear JJ turned blood red right away.

- "What is there to say?"- Emily and I looked at each other and chuckled- "What? he is nice. He is very affected by the case 'cos he wants to make sure to honor his father's work."

- "I think he has been very affected by you during this case,"- I said and shook my head, as JJ tried to deny it- "Oh, come on! He has been giving you the puppy eyes the whole time we've been here! earlier at the police station, he bumped into a wall and nearly dropped his coffee 'cos he couldn't stop looking at you!!"

- "Yeah!! I saw that!!"- Prentiss said, laughing too- "You are driving that guy insane!"

- "No, I am not!"- JJ was so flustered it was both funny and cute at the same time.

- "Yes, you are. It's a shame he lives so far from home"- I sighed at my words and looked at JJ, biting her inner lip- "There are always cellphones, though."

- "Yeah! he is hot, you should ask him out when the case is done"- Prentiss supported my words, and JJ even stood up, completely blushed, and started walking around the room.

- "I am nice to him, and my focus right now is on the investigation, ok?"- Emily and I nodded.

- "Yes, we know, but you can focus on another aspect of detective Lamontagne when the investigation is over, and the case is solved"- the way JJ looked at me, I thought she was going to kill me- "What? I'm just saying!"

The next morning wasn't as pleasant as my evening with my friends. There had been another murder. The whole team stood around the dead body, talking with the police and the victim's two friends, who still couldn't believe what was going on.

- "So, the three of you were out together last night?"- Reid asked one of the victim's friends.

My friend looked calmed that day but still too pale, and the rings under his eyes were still too dark. Had he used something the night before? Was he still a little high? I had no idea. I just hoped he was in a better mood with Prentiss that day and that he could apologize to her as he had apologized to me.

- "Mark had just paid his tab at one bar, and he was on his way to meet us at another."

- "You guys get in any trouble?"- I asked, looking at their faces, trying to read if they were lying- "Drunken brawl? Anyone get out of hand?"

- "We were just out to have fun, you know. Minded our own business"- one of them answered, and you could tell he was deeply affected by the death of his friend. He really wasn't hiding anything.

- "Could Mark have met a girl? Maybe upset her boyfriend?"- Derek asked, and he looked so serious even I got a little scared of him. I knew he was trying to play "bad cop," trying to see if any of those guys were lying.

- "No, sir."

- "He struck out as we all did."

- "Thanks, guys"- Morgan nodded at them, and they turned around to talk to the police. We were left with detective Lamontagne, who honestly looked defeated.

- "It's getting hard to keep up with this guy."

- "Well, if he is mimicking Jack the Ripper, that might be precisely the point"- Emily stood next to him, and I don't know if he tried to comfort him or just tried to make him see we were all pretty confused with the case.

- "He terrorized London for months without ever getting caught."

I don't think those last words Prentiss said made him feel any better, though.

- "I'd appreciate it if you'd gather your men"- Gideon walked to Lamontagne and spoke to him in a soft voice- "We'd like to give you a profile of you're up against."

We left for the police station after that, and Reid disappeared. He told Hotch he wanted to call his friend Ethan. Maybe he might have heard or known something about the killer. It sounded like bullshit to me, but maybe talking to his friend could help him clear his mind. Ethan was his best friend in college. Perhaps he could help him, talk some sense to him. I don't know. I was trying my best to be positive.

We delivered the profile to the local police and stayed in the station. I was going over the letters again, trying to see what I was missing. And I had to do my best to look professional each time detective Will flirted with JJ. But that was the hardest task, 'cos Emily would look at me, and I had to bit my lips and close my eyes not to chuckle.

Gideon was sitting next to me, going through the files. It was nice being finally able to work along with him. After what happened with Reid, it was clear the two of us were finally on the same page. And I loved it.

My phone rang, and for a second, I thought I might be Spencer with some fresh info. But it was Garcia, also with new information.

- "Hello Garcia"

- "Munchkin, you are a smart girl. What was the thing Jack the ripper took from one of his victims?"

- "Other than his life?"

- "Yeah, besides that."

- "A kidney, gross and bloody"- only in this job you can chuckle at that kind of conversation.

- "How horrifyingly fantastic is that?"

- "I don't know. It depends. What would you need a kidney for back then? Threaten? Eat? Make a statement. But why are we talking about this?"

- "Your friendly neighbor Penelope just found an unsolved murder that happened four months ago in Galveston, Texas, with the same M.O. and the victim missing that very organ. I amaze myself."

- "I love you, you know that, right?"

- "It's impossible not to love me, munchkin. Later."

- "Thank you"

- "What's that?"- Gideon asked me as soon as I hung down.

- "Garcia found a similar case in Galveston, Texas."

- "A lot of Katrina refugees relocated there."

- "It could be the same guy. He removed a kidney, just like the ripper."- Jason looked at me and nodded.

- "Call Reid and Morgan. I want the three of you on a plane to Texas tonight."

Spencer's point of view

Ethan and I were having a drink in the local bar he played in. It was nice talking to him. Everybody knows I'm not a big fan of technology, and calling him wasn't really my thing. Just like answering my letters wasn't really his.

I was in the middle of a fascinating conversation with my friend when my phone rang. It was (Y/N). I hesitated for a second. I really wasn't in the mood for work. I wanted to be at that bar, drinking, not catching a Jack the ripper wanna be. So I didn't answer. For the first time in over three years.

- "So, are you gonna ask the question?"- Ethan turned to me suddenly and gave me an ironic smile.

- "What question?"

- "Come on, man. It's me here. We haven't talked to each other in a while. I know it's why you called me. Ask the question."

I smiled at him and sighed. He was right. I knew what he meant.

- "Why did you quit after only one day of FBI training?"- we stayed in silence for a second. Then, finally, Ethan sipped his drink and sighed.

- "I'm sure you've considered the evidence, analyzed the signs. What's your theory?"

He was right again. More than an answer, I needed him to confirm my hypothesis.

- "You were battling your own demons. You didn't have time to analyze someone else's."

That wasn't just what I thought he had been through. That's what I thought I was going through as well. I had so much in my mi, and I felt overwhelmed by the case. I didn't know if I had what it took to be an SSA. I didn't know if I wanted to be one anymore.

I thought the only person who could guide me was Ethan. That's why I didn't answer the phone that minute, when (Y/N) started calling me again.

- "The batphone"- Ethan teased me, and I felt I was forced to smile. But, to be honest, I wasn't in the mood for jokes. I wasn't in the mood for anything but maybe a little fix to deal with my head.

- "Do you ever regret it?"- I don't know why I asked if I knew his answer before he even opened his mouth.

- "I may not be changing the world, but music makes me happy."- he made a pause and looked right into my eyes- It doesn't take a profiler to see that you are not.

I don't know if I'm too obvious or my friends know me too well. Ethan walked to a couch, and I followed him, holding my brandy.

- "It's not easy. And it's not... I don't think you believe some of the things that I've seen."

- "John Coltrane"- he said as I sat on another small couch across from him- "He was a genius too. Died of cancer, but most people think it was the booze and heroin that did him in."

- "What are you trying to say?"- it was clear where this was going.

- "You look like hell,"- I grunted and shook my head.

- "I'm fine."

- "Come on, man, I'm a jazz musician in New Orleans. I know what it looks like when someone's not well"- I made my best not to look at him and kept my eyes on the carpet.

- "This may be the only time I can tell you something that you don't already know. That might help you forget, but it won't make it go away."

I hated to hear that, 'cos I knew it was true. And it was the one thing I really didn't want to deal with.

- "And if I can tell"- he continued- "You are surrounded by some of the best minds in the world. And if you think they don't notice..."- I finally looked at him, and he simply shook his head- "Well, for a genius, that's just dumb."

I was left sitting at that bar, speechless. Drinking my brandy, not ready to face my truth or my own mind. (Y/N) kept calling me, and I just kept ignoring her. I couldn't deal with work. I couldn't deal with her either. I couldn't deal with anything that wasn't that glass of brandy in my hand, and the second I was about to ask.

Ethan's words broke a record in my head, repeating over and over: "That might help you forget, but it won't make it go away."

Well, that night, I was just trying to forget, I guess.

The next morning I arrived at the police station alone. Everybody was already there. I knew what I was going to, but I couldn't avoid it. I didn't really care that much that moment. I was still numb inside, not sure if I wanted to be there. I just didn't know where else in the world I could be.

- "Hey, you guys are back from Galveston?"- I asked Morgan and (Y/N), trying to look cool. But neither of them looked happy.

- "First light this morning. Where were you?"- Derek asked as (Y/N) kept her eyes on the file she was reading.

- "I was out with a friend. I already told you"- I sat at the table and sipped my coffee.

- "I called you four times- (Y/N) murmured and kept reading. She didn't even want to look at me, obviously.

- "I didn't have any cell phone reception. So I didn't get your message until late."

I had practiced that excuse the whole way back from the hotel. It's what I had told Hotch when he called me earlier. But somehow, I knew it was going to be harder to bullshit (Y/N). Like she always says: "You can't bullshit a bullshitter."

- "Sure, whatever helps you sleep"- she simply answered and looked away.

I really didn't want to be there. I'm not good at dealing with (Y/N) mad at me. I swear I can take Morgan, or Hotch, even Gideon. But her? it physically hurt to see her ignoring me like that.

- "What's going on?"- I asked in the softest voice I could and looked at Morgan. He took a good look at me, frowning. And finally, he answered.

- "Our unsub is a woman"- ok, that was new.

- "We just found another body at the quarter,"- Hotch said, walking over us. And that was the end of the awkward meeting.

That was a miserable day. Morgan tried to talk to me about why I had missed the plane, why I hadn't answered my phone. Why I wasn't really talking with anybody. But I didn't want to explain what was happening to me. To make it worse, (Y/N) didn't even look at me for the rest of the day, and I never found the guts to walk to her room and apologize for being a jerk. Again. I wasn't sure what to do about anything anymore.

The night was eternal. I made my best not to use, and spent most of the time walking around the room. The only way I could find to use my mind was to write a letter. I wrote one to my mom. I always write to her. I also wrote one to (Y/N). It was long. I didn't know how to start. Then I didn't know how to stop. And then, I threw it out. It felt good to put my thoughts and feelings down on paper, but she could never read any of the things I wrote.

It was a good idea to write her a letter instead of talking face to face. I felt like a coward... to be fair, I was one. But I just couldn't find a way to tell her how I felt without being caught up with my own words. Maybe I could give it another try when my head was less overwhelmed. Maybe back home.

The case was over by the next day. We caught the unsub before she killed another victim, and I had time to visit Ethan before we left. That's where Gideon found me. I was sitting close to the stage, enjoying my friend's performance when he appeared and sat next to me.

- "How did you find me?"

- "You are not at all hard to profile"- he didn't even look at me. He just sat there in silence and enjoyed the music for a moment- "Your friend is good."

I wanted to tell him everything, but I didn't want him to know at the same time. To be fair, I was sure he already knew. We stayed in silence for a long while, I kept trying to find a way to tell him what was happening, but after a few minutes, the best I could do was:

- "I missed that plane on purpose."

- "I know"- of course he did. So I took a deep breath and tried my best to be honest.

- "I'm struggling"- and I meant everything: my life, my job, drugs. My mental sanity was nonexistent. I needed his advice. And that was the best (and only) way I thought I could get it.

- "Well, anybody who's been through what you've been through recently would"- his voice was soft and warm. He wasn't judging me, and that made me feel relieved. Obviously, he knew what I was talking about, but neither of us was going to say it.

- "It's all I was groomed for. I never even considered another option."

- "Now you are questioning whether or not you are strong enough to be here?"- I nodded and sighed. He was right.

- "Reid, I have been playing at this job in one way or another for almost thirty years. I've felt lost. I've felt great. I've felt scared, sick, and insane."

He looked at me and shrugged. I was fighting the tears back. I wouldn't have been the first time Gideon would see me crying, but I didn't want to scramble in front of him that day.

- "I guess the day this job stops gnawing at your soul and your hands stop feeling cold, maybe that's it's time to leave"

I gave his words a little thinking, trying to rearrange the thoughts inside my head. I was still confused and still lost, but there was something I knew.

- "I guess I just needed to try to figure out if I could step away from this job."

- "And?"

- "I'll never miss another plane again."

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THE SOKKASM ZUTARA

I’ve seen a lot of tumblr blogs that ship zutara and I decided that is time for me to open mine too. So, yes, I’m a zutara shipper. And for the time being, my posts are going to be dedicated principally to analyze the ships in ATLA.

Disclaimer alert: I’m not forcing anyone to ship zutara. And I won’t accept hate because I (and many others) may have a different opinion, If you are one of those persons I invite you to leave, don’t waste my time and yours, because I’m not even going to reply. Everyone has the right to ship whatever they like and want, without been mocked, harrassed and humiliated.

Well... now that everything is settled: 3...2...1 go!

I’m starting with this small analysis, because every zutara shipper has been attacked on why zutara and zutara is horrible yada yada but, this ocassion I’m gonna use all the attacks we get and defend it.

I. Zutara is way the worst toxic relationship:

You call Zuko the abuser, the toxic and the bad tempered? Then you didn’t get a clue of his redemption arc.

You call zutara toxic for:

a) giving your mother’s closure and final acceptance into the group?

b) saving each other’s life?

c) being the “leading co-parenting” of the group?

d) support you when you’re about to beg for his uncle forgiveness?

II. The cave scene didn’t mean anything, and just think about it, they would never ever get along well:•

Of course, I misunderstood Zuko confessing his own grief, probably he just hates her.

When Katara opens to her mother sorrow like she never did with anyone was like no big deal.

That part when she offers to heal his scar with SACRED water was totally illogical.

And being the first person who he let touch his scar really said to me that they were absolutely toxic.

Yes, he betrayed her initial trust. And it hurt, but guess who betrayed worst? The man who for three years was his father. But nope, Iroh, should never forgive Zuko, for what he did. (Right? Katara was betrayed and she should bever have interest in him, so Iroh would never forgive his abuser, right?)

III. Zutara is about getting in love with your abuser:

The abuser love? When did Zuko abused Katara? When did he forced to do something she didn’t want? Did he ever physically abused her or sexually assaulted her? Even if he tied her to a tree, he never humiliated her, he never hurt her or overpass against her. Or are you trying to make up his whole plot to eliminate all his attacks towards team avatar only rest in the female character? (Have you forgot how he betrayed his uncle? Or even himself?)

IV. Zutara is an age gap, it would be underage thing. “You don’t like Aang because he is a child and still pair Zuko, being a minor.” You want to hypersexualize two kids (Aang and Katara) into having sexual interest.

Katara would have been dating an underage guy too. She would have been 18 and Aang 16. I know! Age gap only matter when the man’s older. Both Katara and Zuko had gone through puberty, and both were in adolescence, both shared the same maturity level. Yes dude, there a huge difference in being a CHILD and being a TEENAGER, yes, still minor, But with puberty hit already.

Actually, I still believe even being 11-12 you can get like a… spark… a hint. Even if its not a relationship whatsoever, and not having sexual interest of any kind. If you really want to see what closest we get to a “real” attraction and potential between kiddos that age, you get S1Mike and Eleven (stranger things) / you get Chihiro and Haku (Spirited away) / you get Pazu and Sheeta. (The castle in the sky) –Wooo, that really changes things right?

But yet there are people that believe shipping zutara is “pedophile” I thought in seriously not replying to this stupidities but, here I am, dismantling their theories.

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So, this is real life. An adult person trying to sleep with a prepubescent kid. So… there is no support on this. Because a ship is about two fictional characters in a fictional story.

What about fictional pedophilia? Well, we can change that: Fictional pedophilia is a psychosexual disorder when you ship an adult fictional character (+18) to have a sexual interest in a fictional prepubescent child (-12) and / or attempt to engage both characters in sexual acts.

So step one… are either Zuko or Katara either an adult or prepubescent child? As you can see in the image at the right, both have gone through puberty. Step two, are you trying to a couple of minors to get sexually involved? No, this is a love story, not porn. And before you yell at me for the porn zutara comics/fics on the web, I guess you should see the porn Kataang /fics comics on the web too.

But I don’t hate any ship. So, technically, neither Kataang, nor Sukka, nor Yukka, nor Jetara, nor Maiko is pedophilia.

Ok, yeah yeah its not pedo, but is statutory rape, so yet it’s illegal.

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Oh yes, if we state that 18 is the age where you are considered an adult (at least in my country) both are minors, your term is partially correct. But guess what would be statutory rape too?

Sukka (15) and Maiko (16-17), both implied to have sex relationships and canon during the series.

The episode "The Southern Raiders" became (in)famous among the fandom for what is a truly epic instance of this trope. Zuko bumps into a very flustered Suki on the way to Sokka's tent, and she hurriedly excuses herself. He walks into Sokka's tent to ask him a question and finds him pants-less and surrounded by flowers and candles. He even greets Zuko with a suggestive "Well helloooo..." before he realizes who itis. After a short talk, he rushes Zuko out and sticks his head out to call for Suki. And if there was any doubt, Sokka is shown the next morning fiddling with a flower necklace for no apparent reason... except to indicate that maybe Suki had been “deflowered”.

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And yet, if Kataang had sex, it would be statutory sex at some point too: 16 and 18 -Conclusions: Statutory sex takes all ships equally.

V. Poor Aang he would be devastated.

Kid, he’s 12, in the comics he’s 13-14. Or what? Haven’t you guys had a broken heart ever? Your high school sweetie? Or Aang’s so frail to not be able to find love? To close himself for a better opportunity? Seeking your own happiness in not selfish. What is selfish is seeking your own happiness at the other expenses.

And even that, we all know what would Aang do if Katara starts a relationship with Zuko. (Even if it wasn’t Zuko, I highly doubt he would like Katara dating someone else) He would go on avatar rampage. That is NOT healthy, that is NOT romantic. That is extremely possessive and selfish to do. It’s psychotic. Because Aang cares more about himself than Katara’s feelings, even if she would be happier without him.

VI. Zutara is all about sex interest.

Well once more you mistake chemistry with sexual needs. Wanting me to sleep with my husband means I only use him for sex relief? If I find myself sexually attracted to anyone probably means I just want to sleep with that person and nothing else.

VII. A hug is all zutarians have to acknowledge zutara:

We have a complete extended analysis in all the small details, but we like to use that forgiveness hug because in that hug you have more potential that all the kataang scenes all together. We have thousands of complete analyses, pages dedicated exclusively zutara.

VIII. Katara “fell in love with Aang” and it’s not one sided.

Uh... Nope, just because two persons are good friends it doesn’t mean they are a good couple. Yes, the way the both of them interact is absolutely beautiful, But not romantically.

Do we see Katara’s view on romantically being drawn towards Aang? Yes, we see it, and yes, unfortunately, is one sided.

How Kataangers complete this:

· The fortune-teller: I didn’t see like “Wow omg the avatar is going to be my future husband!” But… was like “uh… really?… well, I guess it’s him” Zutarians and Aunt Wu are the base for many backs up theories. ;) Aang is not the only powerful bender you know? And actually, that episode is way trying too hard to demonstrate the crush Meng has for Aang and Aang has to Katara. How is even healthy to accept that sometimes persons don’t like you back and it’s not the end of the world.

· The cave scene: I forgot that Katara is telling him to be her boyfriend and they will live happily ever after. And really, it all gets us to a real Oma and Shu theory. Not to mention that they were “forced” to kiss because their kids innocence believed if they kissed, they wouldn’t die, and that Aang messed up things as well. But if you see it beneath, if she was truly interested, she would have told Aang: “wow omg we kissed, ok. let’s give him a clue…” nothing, she goes back in treating him same as always.

· The headband dance: Well that’s a fair point yes. Actually, I felt something different…unfortunately Katara later had to tell him not to kiss her.

IX. Zutara is because you projected on Katara and had a crush on Zuko, because Katara and Zuko were your favourite characters and because is the bad boy style romance.

My crush was Jet <3, and zutara was the most logical endgame for girls. Ask any girl, ANY 14 yo who would like to date: A high school, nice and handsome guy or a 7th grader that had potential to be her best friend. (See the logic)

And nope is not like “Insert fav characters of the opposite sex to ship them” You need to see real development.

I don’t know why they stereotype Zuko as the “bad boy” – relationship archetype. Zuko is never seen to be the classic fuck boy who treats girls like shit and suddenly there comes a lady to change him. Maybe he is a “bad boy” (confused though) in S1 and S2, but his redemption arc is literally the answer of why he is not “bad boy” anymore.

If Katara was truly and really romantically interested then she wouldn’t have friendzoned Aang. Once? Nope 4 times. And also… are we forgetting kind of imagery…

Friendzoned

When Aang fixes her a small necklace with the fishing thread.

When he kissed her at the invasion. She didn’t reciprocate it. (I’m not even mentioning the mommy proud speech)

When he wanted to talk about the kiss in the western air temple (Comic love is a battlefield)

When he kissed her at the play and she had to told him to back off.

Strange imagery

She was June Pippinpaddleopsokopolis (Aang’s granddaughter)

When Aang got shot, she held his body in her arms in the exact way Mary held Jesus in Pieta’s sculpture.

She was Sapphire Fire. (Aang’s pregnant mother)

After they got married, in the book legacy, she said she enjoyed most seeing Aang becoming a man. (Honestly ladies if I got a BF the least I want is seeing how the kid transforms into a man)

I’m looking forward to watch you grow into manhood as I did to your father (Katara’s letter to Tenzin)

I’m really trying to deny Oedipus complex here.

Still hard for me to track Katara’s love interest for little Aang since all we see is more a relationship mom/sister or Harry/Hermione. I have heard rumours that Bryke wanted to give the ship “mystery” and “expectation” but I think they really messed up, I didn’t see expectation or mystery, I saw a child insisting to a girl that didn’t reciprocate. It wasn’t even like she didn’t have much of a chance, because her love interests:

Was killed by Long Feng

Gave him a hideous mustache and disappeared him after Azula’s attack in the western air temple.

Forced to be attached to a toxic relationship.

Apart that all those points I’ve mentioned, Kataang is not a relationship for me. Staying in a formal relationship with the first person they met of the opposite sex at 14 -12 (guys not even Disney does that, jeez not even studio Ghibli) and not having any chance to experience any other relationship. Never experiencing a broken heart, or someone better. I think that it gives the wrong idea, telling guys that no matter how long they are placed in friendzone, eventually the girl will fall for them. They just have to keep insisting.

You could say, but what a hypocrite! Snow White was 14 years old when she went to live with that prince! Many princesses are 16! And not to mention that many men were the first they met! Like Aurora, Rapunzel, and Cinderella. Well, you are right at one point. But ... the interaction of these characters changes radically, mainly because they never "give cute kisses" to their future husbands, nor do they treat them like their brothers or their children and ... the men were never friendzoned, except for Naveen at the beginning. You see the real attraction of teenage girls with an older boy. And I'm not saying that they should never be friends or support each other. Mulan and Chang were allies, friends, they supported each other, they saved their lives. But at no time was there the kind of interaction Katara and Aang had.

If Kataang was to be endgame, we would see Katara’s reaction to Jet, totally different, THAT kind of reaction was what I was waiting. (That kind of reaction is what every princess do, at least one time)

The same chemistry we saw in Yukka / Sukka. Honestly, I saw more chemistry between Haru and Katara.

Or at least give us some character development like: Aang, I know my feelings where not as you wanted but now I decided I want to be with you because (list everything here except he being the avatar), I really like you, perhaps we can give it a shot. Or like several things that could clue us that she is interested (come on people, two persons can kiss/hug/ have sex and that doesn’t imply they will be together in a formal relationship) But all we got was: Oh, right, he’s the avatar... suddenly I fell for him and I’m gonna kiss him fully in the mouth and that’s how I’ll tell him and that all my confusion has magically disappeared.

X. I’ve never saw that kind of spark between them. Again, it was “Just a hug”

Yes! That’s initially the whole point of it, a friendship hug, the truth of why we don’t need silly blushes. Because that forgiveness hug shows their initial relationship, they are friends! All their love needs to come first from a truthful friendship, by the contrary of calling the “immediate falling” like Aang did for Katara, it shows us that friendship love can evolve into something more beautiful, and that’s why we like the ship, because all zutara shippers know Zuko and Katara wouldn’t fall in love like that all of the sudden, they have to create the romantic relationship, and that’s what we portray in the fics.

What makes Zutara exceptional is that he, sees her, he hears her, he listens what she had to do, at anytime he forced her to do something she didn’t. And before a “teenager adolescence ship” he sees her as a human, with feelings with own ideals and goals.

And there is a complete and extremely well based analysis in: The crossroads of destiny + The southern raiders + The lighting saving.

XI. The comics show us how toxic they really where.

Their interaction in the comics was something I like to call: destroying a character. Not only Katara, who turned to be that awesome badass to the submissive girlfriend. From how I see it in the series to the comics there’s all I have to say: That’s not my girl.

XII. How Katara could be queen of a country that almost aniquilates her tribe and killed her mother? It would be a betrayal.

I think this argument is out. Not valid. Is like saying a Jew can’t date a German because of the holocaust. (German doesn’t mean nazi, just as Zuko, who was from the Fire Nation and didn’t order Katara’s mother assassination, and not every citizen of the fire nation means a ruthless killer). Is like saying that a Japanese can’t date a us citizen because of the bombs in WW2. And even if we see it “political”, is like… an aphrodescendant can’t rule a country that is racist, then Mr. Obama would have never reached the presidency.

Two persons can unify them, because they can demonstrate that being from different country that initally has not good terms can reach peace. The union between those countries represents the power of maturity, of overcoming adversities and the power of forgiveness. *Our lands now connected by love* And I want her to be queen, I want her to rule, I want her in charge, I want her in power. Imagine all the potential she could have (politics, business, negotiations, rebuilding, restoration, education, public health!! ***faints***) Not only for the fire Nation but for the whole world! Imagine that once Zuko abdicated they left to the south pole and she opened a fighting school and a healing school of her own (like master Pakku, but now her students are given a medical license that acknowledges them as professional healers) And this is just an idea. Like these ideas are hundreds. It would have been the perfect feminist role model!

XIII. Since the beginning, Katara was always interested in Aang and she always supported him and was for him when he needed her. That’s proof they were meant to each other.

If a girl expresses faith in your abilities, she loves you, she hugs you, and she supports you clearly she’s completely into you. Because obviously female best friends don’t exist.

#zutara #ATLA #Zutaradefense #Ifyoudon'tlikeitscrollaway #Noreplytohaters #Katarandzuko #Dismantlingtheattacks

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immj2 08 + 09.11.20 lbs

08.11.20

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lmaoooooooo i really love the ice cold way siya operates in. truly a raisinghania sib!

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“siya chal sakti hai!!!” behen, iss ghar mein tumhare dimaag ki alaava sab kuch chalta hai.

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dadi trying to cheer raja band baja hua beta up with his favt. chole bhature. he doesn't seem like the kind who'd eat that kinda food, but ok.

CHOLE BHATURE ARE NOT CHEERING HIM UP. MATLAB MAAMLA SERIOUS HAIIIIII.

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lmao he's literally twisting and turning in place like kids do when they have a tantrum. i mean, i like it. it shows a more human side to the character, ki just how much anguish and helplessness he's feeling.

dadi like babe, you can't control everything in life, stop being such a bloody control freak ki things not going your way turn you like this.

blah blah anguished rant on how he lost something so important to him.

dadi giving cliche ~~~if it's meant to be yours, it'll come back to you~~~ advice. which is kinda working on him. huh. all kindsa out of sorts behaviour.

“jab tuney kisi ke saath galat nahi kiya hai, toh tere saath galat kyun hoga?” uh okkkkkkkkkkk, that's not how life works. bad shit happens to good ppl all the time. also, he's done lotsa galat shit ok. what did riddhima do for this fucker to paralyse her huh?????? YEH SAB USSI KA NATEEJA HAI. BHUGAT AB.

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carbs therapy. BEST HAI. ALWAYS WORKS. IT'S SCIENCE, BITCHES.

dadi saying why don't you talk to riddhima about your issues, and lol he's whining about she dgaf about him coz she left him alone last night when he asked her not to.

dadi left praying ki hey bhagwaan these two fucks’ relationship is in your hands now, this is beyond human interference.

kabir being informed of new developments and accusation of kidnapping ragini is being heaped on siya. BASED ON WHAT EVIDENCE YOU STUPID TWIT??????? THAT SHE CAN WALK??????? SO CAN EVERYONE ELSE YOU KNOW!!!!!!!!!!

“mujhe usse vansh ke aage expose karna hoga.” LMAO BITCH EXPOSE YOURSELF FIRSTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

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“tum kya mujhe expose karogi? expose toh main tumhe karungi!” YES SIYAAAAAAAAA FUCK HER UPPPPPPPPPP

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NOICE. WE LOVE A FIERCEASS SISTER WHO’S READY TO KILL FOR HER SIBLINGS. ESP. WHEN IT’S THE SCARY BIG BROTHER WHO’S EVERYONE’S PROTECTOR.

siya saying she just miraculously got cured a few days ago, and was waiting to surprise everyone. sounds sus, but whatever.

but also what kinda terrribleasssssss physiotherapist is riddhima that she didn’t even identify her patient’s progress?????

LMAO SIYA POL KHOLING OF VANSH BHAIYYA SAYING HE MADE HER DO ALL THE SHADY MASK SHIT. “TO KEEP RIDDHIMA SAFE”. haaaan behen, khooooob safe rakha tumne, baar baar behosh karke. pehle se hi iska dimaag nahi chalta, now you’ve managed to give her some kinda degenerative brain disease.

i love how vansh didn’t bother to ask siya how she stopped riddhima’s plans and knocked her out multiple times if she’s in a wheelchair. there’s literally only one person in a wheelchair in this house?!?!?!!!!!! wouldn’t riddhima KNOW who the person in the mask is???? god vansh. you’re such a dumbass.

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lellllllllllllllllllllllllll i am livingggggggggg for siya reading riddhima to filth with a knife in her hand THIS IS THE BEST SCENE OF THIS SHOW YET. esp in her small, child-like voice, it’s fucking amazing.

riddhima admitted to being a spy, AND SIYA RECORDED IT ALSO. OMFG SHE’S MY NEW FAVE CHARACTER I LOVE HER THE MOST.

i wish vansh was the person he is to siya, instead of the fucker he actually is. she literally thinks the worldddddddddddd of him. ugh, i am so soft for this relationshippppppp.

but i also wanna know what the ishani/siya relationship is like? we hardlyyyyyy see them interact. like, we even see aryan push her wheelchair around sometimes, but ishani neverrrrrrr interacts with siya. why????

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ugh riddhima managed to convince her that she really cares for vansh and is trying to do the right thing. she’s literally asking her to kill her rn if she doesn’t trust her. baby sis you’re farrrrrrrrr too trusting.

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“mera dimaag tumpe trust karne se rok raha hai, riddhima, par jiss dil ne tumhe bhaabi bola haina, woh tumhe ek mauka dena chahta hai. ek aakhri mauka. iss baar mera bharosa mat todna. 24 ghante hai tumhare paas. apni taqdeer badal sako toh badal lo warna yeh audio main vansh bhaiyya ko suna doongi.” SERIOUSLY, WHERE WERE THEY HIDING THIS MOST SAYAANI CHARACTER OF THE SHOW TILLLLLL NOW????????!

riddhima has a condition for siya too. i think i know what it is.

omg vansh IS COLLAR PAKADKE YELLING AT ANGRE IN THE WORST WAYYYYYYY POSSIBLE. god vansh, you’re honestly the fucking worstttttttttttttttttttt. angre you need to take up work with someone else, istg, you don’t deserve this shit. kabir treats his sidekick so much better. yet another point in the kitty for kabir >>>>>> vansh.

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seriously, why would you wanna blindfold this dude when he’s in THIS mood????? save it for the bedroom, sis.

empty wheelchair dekh ke he’s yelling at everrrrrrrryone ki how could they leave siya alone somewhere. god. i can’t imagine having to live with such a toxic personality.

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everyone in the house is soooooo happy for siya. like, aryan’s not beaming as much as the others, but he does look kinda pleased. BECAUSE SIYA IS BEST CHARACTERRRRRRR OF THIS SHOW EVERYONE LOVESSSS HERRRRR.

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oh my heart, i am so softttttttt for sibling shit like this. he’s hugging her with suchhhhhhhhhhhh fierceeee affection, i’m crying happy tearsssssss.

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heart eyes for riddhima who supposedly cured her. pls. she did nothing. jo bhi karna tha, siya ne khud kiya hai. iss ridhimma manhoos ko jasoosi se kab fursat mili to do PT with siya and cure her???

siya being gracious and giving credit though. ugh, honestly, this show and this family don’t deserve siya.

lmao she’s saying vansh brought riddhima in though, so actually allll the credit goes to bhaiyya for intimidating this poor woman into treating his sister against her will.

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THE AFFECTION. THE SHEER MAGNITUDE OF HIS LOVE FOR HERRRR. I CRIEEE. THIS IS THE ONLY RELATIONSHIP THAT MATTERS TO ME IN THIS GODFORSAKEN SHOW.

anupriya giving some fakeass congrats. i hope siya tells vansh that she was the one who pushed her down the stairs a while back. aur kuch nahi toh just for that vansh is gonna kill her dead.

riddhima and vansh still all tense and sad about the ragini thing. OUFF JUST LIVE IN THE MOMENT YOU FUCKS.

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I LOVE HER. I FUCKING LOVE HER. BEST RAISINGHANIA HAI YEH.

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riddhima back at kabir’s to try and find ragini. ughhhhhhhhh i’m just so done with this nonsense. we already KNOW that kabir and anupriya still have her based on the precap from like 2, 3 days ago.

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lol kabir is so pissed at riddhima and her dimaag chalaana. a mood we ALL share.

kabir trying to turn riddhima against siya and riddhima’s like NOOOO SHE COULD NEVER, “USKI AANKHEIN USKI AWAAAZ SAAF SAAF KEH RAHI THI KI WOH SACH BOL RAHI HAI!” uh huh, yeah, like kabir’s are rn????? and vansh’s were before he paralysed you? just a suggestion i’m throwing out there: is it possible that perhaps, just maybe, you’re just very fucking stupid, riddhima, and tend to trust people too easily????

OUFF I’M SO BORED WITH THIS SCENE. we already know from the precap that ragini will knock down a vase but riddhima will never find out what caused it and kabir will make some lame excuse she’ll believe. FWDING TO NEXT.

JESUS CHRISTTTTTTTT, SIYA IS JUST WALKING AROUND THE HOUSE RANDOMLY LISTENING TO THAT AUDIO CLIP OF RIDDHIMA’S CONFESSION. AND SHE WALKS RIGHT INTO VANSH, WHO’S LIKE HUH, WHAT’S THAT RIDDHIMA IS SAYING?????

siya brushes it off saying its exercise stuff for her PT. sure. uh huh.

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OH MY HEART HE GOT HER HEEEEEEELS, WHICH SHE’S ALWAYSSSSSSS WANTED. THIS BHAIYYA-BABY RELATIONSHIP IS GONNA TAKE ME DOWN GODDAMNITTTT. ITNE DIN BAAAAAAAAAAAD ITNI ACHCHI SIBLING FEELS MILI HAI ITV SEEEEEEE.

bhaiyya knows baby enough ki she’s hiding something from himmm. oh noeeeeeeeeeee.

damn, siya a real one. didn’t give out riddhima’s secret coz she wants to give her a fair chance. again, this show does not deserve this character. she’s too good for it.

she says she just believes in him and knows he’ll find whoever murdered mom.

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SOFT. SO SOFT. MY HEART IS SO FULL WHENEVER THESE TWO SHOW LOVE TO EACH OTHERRRRR.

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idhar ragini ki marammat shuru. y’all are just exhausting me with this bs. isse maarna hai toh maaro already. ainvayi mein time waste.

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oh dangggggggg, ragini batting for riddhima. saying i know she’ll fuck y’all up. dang, we love the sisterhood feels of this episode!

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“aap ke liye SPECIAL INTEZAAM kiya hai maine.” said with the most polite customer service obsequiousness. I LOVE THIS PSYCHOPATH THE MOSTTTTTTTTTT.

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ragini warning them that once vansh finds out everything, they’re as good as dead. wow, spunky!!!! dude i like her as a female lead better than stupid fucking riddhima.

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“hmmmmmm, you’re right. lekin usse batayega kaun???” honestly, why do i love his deranged ass so much????

anyway mishra has been delegated the task of stashing her somewhere else i guess. so it’s settled that mishra knows he’s not working for the CBI or whatever and is just a hired goon.

dadi is organizing YET ANOTHER POOJA. lordddddd.

this riddhima and her dumbass mandir jaana excuse that she uses constantly.

“bhagwaan tum jaisi bahu sab ko de!” OMFG DADI PLS, GOD FORBID. ISSE ACHCHA AAPKE BETE KUNWAARE MARR JAAYE!

ugh dadi your bloody pota needs a fucking therapist, it isn’t in riddhima’s hands to fix his 1001 mental issues.

great, mangalsutra almost broke. foreshadowing.

ughhhhh mummy managed to steal the memory card from aryan. FUCKING IDIOT I THOUGHT YOU HAD PUT IT IN THE BLOODY BANK ALREADY, BUT NO. HE WAS STILL HOLDING ON TO IT AND TALKING ABOUT IT LOUDDDDDDDDLY ON THE PHONE. jesusssss, why he so fuckinggggg stupid????

oh now vansh is exclaiming GREATTTTTTT JOB ANGREEEE as if he didn’t tell him to GTFO, THE VERY SIGHT OF YOU DISGUSTS ME yesterday. fuck, i really hate vansh as anything but a brother to siya.

aaaaaaand riddhima was standing behind him and he turned around and in a veryyyyyyy contrived move got his watch caught in her mangalsutra and broke it.

sis freaking about THE APSHAGUN!!!!!!!!!!!

he’s like arre nahi achcha shagun hai, angre got the cctv footage now i’ll know who kidnapped ragini! and sis is like OH GOD NO THE BAD LUCK IS STARTING ALREADY I’M SO DEADDDDDDD

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“toh main tumhe kho dungi.”

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lmao his face. literally the white guy blinking meme.

god she’s having a freakout about how their shaadi and rishta is in khatra. BITCH THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE MS AND INSTEAD THE MOUNTAIN OF LIES YOU ARE SITTING ON AND YOUR EK DARJAN KE INCOMPATIBILITY ISSUES AS INDIVIDUALS.

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”tum jaanti ho riddhima, tumahra ek ek aansoon mere liye kitna keemti hain? aisa lagta hai jaise mere dil ke ek tukde ko tod ke alag kar diya ho.”

OH YEAH????? DIDN’T FEEL ANYTHINGGGGG WHEN YOU PARALYSED HER HUH????????? IT’S GONNA BE A LONGASSSSS TIME BEFORE I GET OVER THAT, BITCH BOY.

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yeah yeah ok this is a nice moment and all. WHY COULDN’T YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN THIS DUDE, HUH?????? WHY’D YOU HAVE TO RUIN ALLLLLLLLLL THE GOOD WILL YOU BUILT UP BY KARWA CHAUTH IN ONEEEEEEE MOMENTTTTTTT?????? fuck, i hate you tellywood men and the shit they put my stupid heart through.

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only bappa ki aarti shall fix things now. based on the promo and BTS i’ve seen, things about to get reallllllly realllllllly bad but............ lol let’s wait and watch.

ragini managed to sneak mishra’s phone outta his pocket. SEE????? SO ENTERPRISING!!!!!! I LIKE HER SO MUCH MORE THAN RIDDHIMA. GOD VANSH, THIS IS THE GIRL YOU SHOULD HAVE MARRIED. SHE’S REALLY THE ONE WHO GOT AWAY.

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she’s callllllllllling vanshhhh. BUT AARTI KI WAJAAH SE HE CAN’T HEAR THE PHONEEEEEE. AAAAAAAAAAAAAH.

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here, have some dhaarmik #couple goals to take the edge off the anxiety till the next episode.

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precap: omfg ragini got through to riddhima and she almost told her that kabir is behind kidnapping her, but kabir got to her and attacked her from the back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

DOUBLE OMFG SIYA OVERHEARD MUMMY ON THE PHONE BRAGGING ABOUT KILLING THEIR MOM AND CALLS VANSH TO TELL HIM ABOUT IT!!!!! LIKE SHE TOLD HIM THE NAME ALL CLEARLY AND THAT SHE HEARD IT FIRSTHAND!!!!!!!! VANSH SEEMS TO BE GIVING NO REACTION THO????????????

TELL ME THAT BOTH THESE PHONE CALLS WERE NOT MADE ON SOME FUCKING GHATIYA NETWORK LIKE IDEA AND THE REQUIRED PPL HEAR EVERYTHING THEY NEED TO!!!!!!!! (high hopes, i know. 😔😔😔)

#ishq mein marjawan 2 #immj2 #immj2 lbs #episode liveblogs

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what-is-your-plan-today · 4 years

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CSI: Rogers and Barnes- The Serious Cereal Serial Killer

Episode 3- Return Ticket

Co written with @icanfeelastormbrewing

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Episode Summary: So Katie’s back, and she’s not happy. Steve’s Ma slaps him, and Bucky makes a new friend in the Morgue… Episode Warnings: Bad Language words.

Episode Pairings: Steve Rogers x OFC Katie Stark (yeah really hates him in this one!)

Song for Episode: The Man Who Can’t Be Moved- The Script

A/N: This entire series contains dark humour (CSI + Brooklyn 99=CSI Steeb) Avengers and Stark Spangled Banner Easter Eggs and jokes. You don’t need to have read the SSB series to understand or enjoy this, but we’ve used the Universe to spin this off from so somethings might puzzle a few of you if you ain’t, but feel free to ask.

Also, our knowledge of American Policing and Brooklyn is limited, so bear with us if we slip up, but at the end of the day this is a fiction so we’ll claim any mistakes as creative license!!

As always we live for re-blogs and comments.

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“So Cap’s bringing in a profiler?” Natasha asked, leaning against the counter, smirk curling across her lips. “Anyone we know…”

Bucky looked at her and arched an eyebrow “You tell me Romanoff, you don’t miss a damned thing around here…” He concentrated on adding a spoon of sugar to his coffee.

“Must have been a good trip to DC…” Clint continued. Bucky picked up his mug and was about to reply when Thor’s booming voice sounded out over the small kitchen area

“Little Stark! What are you doing here?” “Ask your Captain.” she sighed

“Wait, you’re the profiler?” Wanda asked, and Bucky didn’t fail to notice that the girl’s previous smile that had been on her face during their discussions about the weekend had lost some of its genuineness.

“Surprise…” Katie shrugged, her voice flat.

“Did you know about this?” Wanda looked at Bucky who hesitated.

“Oh he knew…” Katie narrowed her eyes. “He came to DC with Rogers on Thursday, trying to convince me to come back. I said no. But guess what? They went over my head…” “Woah, woah, woah doll face!” Bucky said, holding his hands up “I told Steve not to do that. Nothing to do with me.” “You’re guilty by association, Barnes.” she snarled. “And don’t call me doll face.”

The look that Clint and Thor shared didn’t pass Bucky by, and he suddenly realised exactly what Steve had said about her being downright scary when she was angry.

“Hey, come on Little Stark…” Thor said, playfulness in his tone “Is it that bad coming back to work with us?”

“You guys ain’t the problem.” She said, turning to look at him. “You know that I love you all. It’s Captain Dickhead that I’m really not enamoured about working with.” “You guys really fell out hard didn’t you?” Thor pressed.

“You could say that, where is he anyway?”

“Right here.” a voice said from the doorway and everyone turned to see Steve dressed in a casual grey t-shirt, leaning on the wooden frame, arms folded. “Wanda, can you set the briefing room up please. Sam and Tony are joining us this morning. Everyone, I want you in there in 15.”

He noticed Katie deliberately looking anywhere but at him, and he took a breath.

“Katie, can I have a word?”

She looked at him, her face stoney “You can have several, don’t think you’re gonna like any of them though.”

He raised his eyebrows at her “Well I wouldn’t expect anything less…” She rolled her eyes and gestured to him with her right hand, silently instructing him to lead the way. He turned and she followed, without so much as a word.

“I would not wanna be in his shoes…” Clint grimaced, and Bucky found himself agreeing.

Steve reached his office and stopped, gesturing for Katie to enter before he did, and once the pair of them were inside he shut the door.

“Look, I know you’re pissed…”

“Pissed doesn’t even come into it Steve.” she glared at him. “How fucking dare you.” Steve simply remained still and silent, he knew he had to let her get this out of her system.

“I told you no.” she said, shaking her head “I told you I didn’t want to come back, that I had a job to do in DC…but you just couldn’t leave it. You couldn’t stand the fact someone for once in your life told you no…” “Katie…”

“No, you don’t talk. You get to listen.” she snarled “Now I’m here, thanks to whatever strings you got Fury and Pierce to pull and more over thanks to you and your inability to simply stay the fuck away, my career on the line…” “Woah, hang on…” Steve frowned, stopping her as he took in what she said “What do you mean?”

“Exactly what I said!” she looked back at him “It was made perfectly clear to me that if I didn’t do what was asked of me here, I could kiss any further progression goodbye, so thanks for that…”” “I had no idea that’s what Pierce was gonna do.” Steve sighed, shaking his head “he said he’d pull a few strings, call in a few favours that’s all, not threaten you!” “And you believed him?” she snorted “The guy is a bigger asshole than you, and that’s saying something…”

Steve grit his teeth.

“So I behaved, I didn’t kick up a stink about coming for that reason, but that does NOT mean I’m happy about it.” she continued as she looked at him “As far as I’m concerned this changes nothing. I’ll be professional and courteous but the rest of it, forget it. You speak to me about work, and work alone, you got that?”

The hostility she was radiating was scorching into his soul, but he knew this was what he deserved. He’d treated her like shit, and then gone behind her back to pull her onto a case that he could have gotten someone else to do the profiling on. But he hadn’t wanted anyone else, he’d wanted her. And the reason for that hadn’t been entirely selfish. He’d meant it when he’d told Bucky she was the best profiler he’d ever know, and that the team respected her. That said, there was a small part of him that had wanted her back because he missed her. Now, any hope he had that they might be able to work through this, get some version of the friendship they had back had just flown straight out of the window.

“Understood.” he said, his voice quiet and as even as he could get it. She looked at him again, and for a second he thought she was about to say something else about it but she didn’t. Instead she drew herself tall, her chin tipped upwards and she looked at him.

“Will that be all Captain?”

He nodded “Dismissed Sergeant.”

She gave him a curt nod, pulled the door open and walked back into the main office, her question to Wanda about where her desk was cut off as the door shut behind her. Another thing Steve realised he had to sort. With a silent groan he ran his hands over his face and remained frozen, eyes glued to the door that had just hut behind her. He was pissed at Pierce and his bully methods, that’s not what he had wanted to happen at all. But then, deep-down Katie was right, Pierce had always ruthless and from previous history wasn’t too fond of the Starks either. He should have known that he’d pull something like this. That said, they had a job to do now and he was damned if he was going to put up with Katie being a brat and giving everybody hell during the investigation. Even if he deserved being treated like that the rest of the team didn’t.

And he wasn’t looking forward to the first time he had to pull her up on her attitude either…

He rolled his shoulders, his tense muscles stiff, before he closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. After a few seconds he let out a deep breath and moved to his desk, gathering the case files which were beginning to pile up. He was checking his phone when the door slammed open and a more than furious Tony came barging in.

"You had to bring her back, huh?" Tony yelled his eyes full with rage.

“Tony..." Steve was about to tell him to calm down but stopped himself. They say the worst thing you can say to a person you want to calm down is just that, "Calm down" and that may or may not be true for everyone, however, if said person happens to be a Stark, it is not only true but it’ like one of the amendments to the Constitution.

"Oh, don't Tony me, Rogers!" Tony hollered back and Steve was very aware the door to his office was open. He shook his head, he was the damned Captain around here and enough was enough.

"Listen, Tony!" Steve raised his voice, his tone authoritative as he spoke. "I know you're upset, but trust me, she's the best for the job, you know that too." he continued. "This has nothing to do with....ummm, with..." ok so now he was struggling for words.

"With nothing, Rogers!" Tony interrupted. "You complete and utter fucking..." he began to rant but was cut off by Steve's stern voice this time.

"Tony! I'm your Captain and won't tolerate anyone, not even you, speaking me in such terms." he said clenching his jaw and looking directly into Stark's dark brown eyes.

Tony hesitated for a moment before shooting back. "Exactly, you're our Captain, nothing more. And don't forget that when you're around her because I swear to God Rogers that if you lay one finger on her...."

Tony threat was interrupted by the sound of Wanda clearing her throat. Steve looked at her over Tony's shoulders and Tony turned around to face the woman who was perched at the open door holding a coffee mug emblazoned with the NYPD coat of arms.

"Sorry, the door was open." she said softly. "Briefing room set, Steve" she announced looking at his boss with a worried look.

"Thanks, Wanda" Steve said. "Tony was just leaving."

Tony shook his head giving a last glance at Steve and walked through the door past Wanda, who handed the coffee mug to Steve with a shy smile on her face "Thought you could use that."

Steve sighed and smiled at her. "Thanks, again.” he said before asking "Did anybody, errm,..?"

"No." she replied knowing what he wanted to ask. "Everybody was already in the briefing room. They’re waiting for you."

"Ok. Let’s get this over with." Steve said before taking a sip from the mug and gesturing for Wanda to follow him.

Bucky saw Tony enter the briefing room with a sour face, munching blueberries from a foil packet. Tony approached the seat between Sam and his sister, who looked at him with a worried expression.

"Are you ok, Tone?" she asked, and Bucky quietly observed them. Everyone in the 101 knew full well that Tony only devoured snacks at that rate when he was anxious or angry.

Tony dismissed Katie's question with a wave of his hand, plopped on his seat and started revising his notes, the nerve in his jaw ticking. Katie frowned, looked out of the door, clearly contemplating something when she caught Bucky’s eye where he sat on her right. He gave her a sympathetic smile and shook his head.

“I’m sure you know him better than me but I’d leave it for now.” he leaned over and said gently in her ear “This briefing is going to be awkward enough as it is.” “Tell me about it.” she grumbled.

“Look, I know you don’t want to be here but Steve dragging you back has nothing to do with…well, you two…you know…and for the record, he told me exactly what went down. How he left.” At that Katie’s eyes widened slightly “He did?”

Bucky nodded “I told him he was an ass hole.”

He gave her another soft smile and a gentle squeeze on her shoulder. He looked at him and returned his smile with a soft, yet slightly sad one of her own and she reached up and squeezed his hand.

Steve chose that moment to walk into the room, followed by Wanda who closed the door behind her. He spotted the seemingly intimate moment Bucky and Katie shared and clenched his teeth. With a deep breath he cleared his throat to gain everyone's attention sweeping his eyes around the big glass oval table; Wanda, Rhodey, Thor, Clint, Natasha, Bucky, Katie, Tony and finally Sam who was perched at the end. The Doctor had a tendency to only ever sit on the left to people for some reason.

"Good morning" Steve said projecting his voice in that authoritative way that only he could make look so casual. "Before we get started..."

"Does anyone wanna get out?" Bucky quipped.

"Out of where?" Clint asked taking his eyes from his phone.

"Brooklyn?” Katie piped up and Steve recognised the sarcastic tone in her voice “Yeah, me I tried..."

Clint gave a huff of a laughter and Steve noticed Wanda rolling her eyes.

"I don't understand that reference." Thor said looking round at everybody like he was a lost puppy.

“Bungalow…” Bucky mumbled and Katie turned her head to look at him, arching an eyebrow at the insult, trying to fight the smirk tugging on the side of her lips.

"Alright..." Steve sighed, wanting to gain control before they descended into a complete rabble "settle down." he said putting his mug on the table before continuing. "I was gonna introduce Katie as the team’s surprise new asset ...."

"On this particular case." Katie cut him off.

"Yeah, on this particular case." Steve said hastily placating her as he pinched the bridge of his nose. The team in front of him were already as hard to manage as a bunch of playground kids on a sugar rush so the last thing he needed was a pissed Katie Stark adding to the equation. "So Stark and Barnes, will work together..."

"Cool" Bucky said while fist bumping with Katie who grinned at him.

"Wanda I want you to clear the spare desk in front of Sergeant Barnes' so that Katie can use it." Steve looked at Wanda trying to ignore just another sign of complicity between the pair of Sergeants.

"But, that's not my job..." Wanda started to say startled at what Steve was asking.

"Wanda, your job is what I tell you to do, and I'm telling you to clear that damn desk." Steve said glaring at Wanda who only nodded and grabbed a ball-pen to start scribbling something on her notepad, she could feeling everyone's gaze on her.

Everybody was dead silent at the Captain’s outburst. Bucky glanced around quickly as Nat and Clint shared knowing glances, Tony, Sam and Rhodey became suddenly interested in their reports, Thor was examining the label of his plastic water bottle as if it was the latest best-seller and Katie fiddled with her fingers while looking at the notes on the whiteboard behind Steve, a passive expression on her face. Bucky caught Steve’s eye and shook his head with a reprimanding look.

"Alright, shall we focus on the case now?" Steve asked his team in an attempt to redirect the situation. "Let's start with a possible profile, Katie?" Steve encouraged her to speak while he grabbed his mug and drunk from it.

"I've read the details but only briefly" Katie said, shaking her head with a shrug. "It doesn't look like a frenzied attack so I would suggest the killer had planned exactly how and what he wanted to do. Which tallies with the calling card."

"Any thoughts on that?" Steve looked at her.

"Nothing other than what I told you in DC." she shook her head "the whole look how dangerous every day stuff can be, but it's only my theory."

"Isn't profiling all theory anyway?" Wanda asked, her tone a little clipped "I mean it's not exact science, is it?"

Steve held his breath a little and noticed Natasha and Clint exchanging a glance, nothing new there. He grimaced, awaiting the outburst but to Katie's credit she didn't bite. If anything she actually looked a little amused at Wanda's outburst. "You're right, it's not an exact science, it's based on theory and psychology... but then isn't most detective work?" she paused and looked at Tony and Sam before adding. "Along with the evidence and forensics we work off instinct, gut feelings, hunches."

Steve watched Wanda who simply shrugged and sat back.

"So how long will a profile take you?" Bucky turned to look at Katie, gently tapping her shoulder. She pondered for a second and looked back at him.

"I dunno, depends on how much I have to work with. I'll start with the post mortem report, go from there." with that she turned to Sam. "I'll come by later on to go through it in person if that's ok with you Sam"

"Absolutely fine sugar." Sam smiled “Give me a call on the way and I’ll make sure the coffee is on and the biscoffis are ready.” “I love you.” she said back, blowing him a kiss and he winked at her as a few giggles ran round the briefing room. She turned back to Steve and nodded to him “I’ll keep you updated Captain.”

Steve swallowed at her formality but simply nodded and turned to Sam "Whilst we’re on the subject, do you have any preliminary conclusions we should know about?" he asked the pathologist.

"Death by traumatic brain injury with a blunt object, yet to be determined." he said and looked at Tony.

"Yeah, we're still analysing the processed evidence at the crime scene; fibres, hairs..." Tony said, looking anywhere but at Steve. "it will take a while, Bruce is on it right now. We're also running some fingerprints we found on Ross' personal effects through AFIS.

“Due to the fact that his wallet still contained his cards and his cash, and his phone was still in his pocket would it be safe to assume that the only dabs we’ll find will be his?” Thor looked at Tony.

“Smart question Blondie…” Tony nodded “I think it’s a safe assumption but one never knows, right?"

Thor nodded.

"Ok. Good job, keep working." Steve said before turning to Natasha and Clint. "What have you got?"

"Not much" Clint said "there's this old lady on Furnam street who has a lot of time to spare in between watching soap operas on TV and feeding her cats, so she spies the neighbourhood through her curtains"

"Talk about Rear Window" Natasha quipped with a side smile.

"Yeah, well she says she saw a fancy black car, tinted glass that night around 2 a.m. She's quite the insomniac." Clint continued.

"Have you checked that out?" Steve asked.

"Yeah, there is an ATM right outside her block, so we're checking the surveillance footage looking for that car." Natasha informed "once we've got it we'll check the license plate with the traffic department and go find the driver."

"Good, let me know if you get something pulling that thread." Steve said, satisfied as usual with Clintasha's procedure. "Let's hope that car is not a false trail..."

"Wait, what car? Were there any vehicle tracks at the crime scene?" Thor asked trying to catch up with the exchange of information. "I thought you said there weren't any." he looked at Clint who was looking at him trying to decipher if he was being serious.

"Are you even listening? Does anybody live up there? Pay attention for fuck's sake!" Tony looked at Thor, shaking his head.

"Ok, Thor" Steve ignored Tony's comment "You're responsible for back up, should any of us need police reinforcements, you're in charge."

"Sure, I'll keep my men ready." he said with a nod "You can't count on us, Captain. Ready to serve and protect."

"Yeah, don't let anyone steal your thunder, buddy" Clint said giggling and patting him on his shoulder.

"Rhodes, I need you to issue an official statement. Usual procedure. We're working on it, we're doing our best, we'll call for a press conference when we reach any solid conclusion." Steve ordered the older man who nodded in agreement.

"Wanda, any call from newspapers or freelance journalists put them on hold or put them through Rhodes." he now said turning to Wanda.

"Oh, I'd put them on hold. I like to watch the light blink." Tony quipped smiling at Wanda.

"I'll tell Lang at the switchboard to filter them out as much as he can." Wanda offered.

"Right! That would be all. Everyone knows where we stand and what to do. That doesn't mean we know what to expect. Go do your work, you're dismissed." the Captain said looking at everyone, standing tall, hands on his belt buckle.

"Always so dramatic." Katie muttered standing up. Bucky smirked and nudged her while everyone else gathered their belongings and began to leave the briefing room.

********

An hour or so later Katie and Bucky were in the main office, Katie was looking at the stuffed animal on Bucky’s desk.

“What’s with the llama?” she asked.

“It’s a goat…” “Looks like a llama…” Katie said, picking it up.

“Dot does not look like a llama.” Bucky said indignantly.

“Dot?” Katie arched an eyebrow at him “Dot the goat.” “It’s as good a name as any, now put her down.” Bucky pointed at Katie with his pen. She looked at him for a moment, smirking, before she placed the stuffed animal on the desk and took her seat at the now no longer spare desk opposite Bucky and sat down.

“I’m gonna pop down and see Sam in a bit.” She looked over at Bucky who glanced up. “You wanna come with me partner?”

Bucky grinned “Partner…I like it. So am I Cagney or Lacey?” Katie gave a bark of a laugh “you know my old sergeant at the 99 named his twin girls Cagney and Lacey.” “Get out of town…” Bucky looked at her.

“Straight up.” “I had a rabbit when I was a kid called Starsky.” Bucky mused, “ Get it?”

“Starsky and Hutch…” Katie groaned “That’s fucking awful Bucky!”

He laughed before he watched her face grow serious for a moment as she picked up the file with the PM report in before she dropped it back on her desk, her eyes flicking behind Bucky to Steve’s office.

“Look, I know you’re pissed at him…” Bucky began.

“Don’t wanna think about it.” she said. “Just wanna get this case sorted then I can go back to DC…” “But are you still mad at me?”

“A little.” she said, a smile threatening to curve across her mouth.

“But not as mad as you are at Steve?” he said playfully.

“No.”

“Ok, that’s good I suppose.” Bucky mused, “If I bought you lunch, Watson, would that stop you being mad at me.”

Katie looked at him “That depends on what it is, Sherlock...”

“Well there’s a nice sushi joint a couple of blocks away…” He watched as Katie contemplated that, and she opened her mouth to answer but was cut off.

“You’ll be better trying your luck with a double cheeseburger, chilli fries and a vanilla shake.” Steve said, looking at Bucky.

“Sorry, did someone say something?” Katie looked around, avoiding looking at Steve. The display of utter childishness made Bucky want to snort but he didn’t, instead he glanced down at his desk awaiting Steve’s response.

Steve felt the nerve in his jaw twitch. He knew she’d said no conversation other than regarding work matters but really? As she continued to avoid his gaze he felt his temper starting to fray a little.

Fine, that’s the way you wanna play…

“When are you going to see Sam?” he asked her. She turned her head to him.

“Me and Bucky were just talking about that…” “Well can you make it a priority please?” he cut her off.

She looked at Steve, then to Bucky, and then back to Steve. Bucky saw her entire body language shift from being relatively relaxed to tense and he let out an inward groan. All his progress from the last 5 minutes or so of banter slipped down the drain.

“Once I’ve finished my coffee.” she replied, her voice dangerously flat. Bucky knew it carried a level of threat, and he could tell immediately she was doing this to wind Steve up, and from the look on the Captain’s face it was working.

“What?” she asked.

“I asked you to do something.” Steve replied, his tone brisk.

“Steve…” Bucky started but Katie continued to talk.

“And I’m gonna.” she frowned “I just told you once I’ve drunk this I’ll head over…”

“When I ask someone on my team to do something, if they’re not busy, I expect it them to do it, not simply delay until they can be bothered.”

Bucky grimaced and he saw the woman sit up, her nostrils flaring. She got to her feet slowly, her eyes never once leaving Steve’s and after a pause she gave him a salute.

“Yes Captain, I’ll get right onto it Captain, immediately Captain…”

She grabbed the file off her desk and stalked towards the double doors. Clint jumped out of her way as she pushed through them, turning to watch her for a moment before he headed towards his desk, shrugging.

“Well handled punk…” Bucky turned to look at Steve as he stood up, grabbing his wallet and car keys. “I expect them to do it…” he mimicked a deep voice “way to really try and make things better between the pair of you.” “Shut up Bucky.” Steve said, turning back to his office, the door slamming behind him.

Bucky watched him go, before he headed after Katie, finally catching up with her just as she was about to get in the elevator.

"Wait for me, doll face." Bucky said while putting his phone in the back pocket of this dark denim trousers.

"I told you not to call me that, Barnes." she retorted as they both entered and she pressed the button that led to the parking lot.

Bucky leaned on the back wall of the elevator and crossed his arms over his chest casually.

"So, chilli fries and vanilla shake, huh?" he asked with a side smile.

Katie who was standing facing the door turned to look at him and replied "What's it to you? Are you buying me lunch, goat herder?"

"Hmmm, on second thoughts not sure I'll be able to keep something down after being at the morgue." he said with a shrug.

“Yeah well I wasn’t planning on going quite yet but Captain Dickhead put paid to that.” she frowned, the scowl crossing her face once more. It was silent for a few more minutes before she groaned “Shit…” “What?” “My car keys are on the desk…” “I got ya covered.” he said, patting his pocket.

The two of them made simple chit-chat on the drive to the morgue, he told her a little about his time in Russia, Katie discussed a few cases in DC she had worked on. The 20 minute drive passed quickly and before long they were walking the corridor that led to Sam’s office and as the unnatural chill of being in an area surrounded by dead people washed over them, Bucky instinctively wrapped his arms around his chest.

"What? Are you cold? I thought you were a tough guy, Bucky bee." Katie joked at Bucky’s groan and change of mood due to the low temperature of the premises.

"I don't like cold.” “You spent like 5 years in Russia.” “Exactly” Bucky nodded “Should have brought my jacket with me."

"You wear jackets in July?" Katie laughed "Wait for the winter, soldier!" she said amused as she opened the door to the examination part of the morgue and headed for Sam's office where she knocked on his door.aw

It opened after a few seconds and Sam looked at them both, and Bucky didn’t miss the fact his eyes lingered slightly longer on his own and he raised an eyebrow slightly, drawing a cheeky grin from the pathologist as he stepped back to let them in.

"Hey, take a sit.” he said, turning to Katie “You didn't call so coffee isn't ready yet, give me a minute"

"Well we would have done but someone was too busy squabbling with Steve, you know." Bucky said as he walked to the far end of Sam's office. Katie just sat down on one of the chairs and stuck her tongue at Bucky.

"Well, what's new?” Sam said giving an amused glance at Bucky while he tinkered with the coffee pot.

"Hello there" Bucky said grinning at a worn colour looking skeleton which was on display against the back wall. "What's your name, buddy?" he asked playfully and Katie couldn't help but roll her eyes.

“And I thought working at the 99 was weird.” she muttered. Bucky flashed her a smile.

Sam who was putting some biscotti on a tray looked up towards Bucky and said "His name is Frank."

"Nice to meet you Frank." Bucky said grabbing the skeleton hand and shaking it. "You could do with a shower, pal."

"Don't touch Frankie." Sam hollered

Bucky dropped the skeleton’s hand and looked at Sam who was smirking again.

"And he's not dirty, he's tanned, he's from Florida." he said, dropping the plate of biscuits onto the desk in front of Katie.

Bucky gave a bark of a laugh and Katie groaned, reaching towards the snacks.

"Are we going to go through the PM report or are we playing house with Jack Skellington?" she added before biting one of the cookies.

"Right, sorry." Bucky said and went to sit on the chair beside Katie in front of Sam's desk.

Sam placed three paper cups filled with coffee on his desk and sat on his office chair as he reached for the Post Mortem report on Ross' case.

"Uh, oh" Sam said waving his hand at Bucky who was grabbing one of the coffee cups. "That's hers, milk and one sugar, right?" he asked Katie with a smile.

"Yes, glad you remember." Katie answered taking the cup and sipping from it.

Bucky made a mental note, first Steve and her favourite food, now Sam and her choice of coffee. Everyone seemed to have a soft spot for this woman and he was beginning to understand why, she was pretty, intelligent, caring and determined, the whole package if that was what you were looking for. Actually, no, maybe not quite everyone. Wanda clearly wasn’t that keen but Bucky suspected that was down to her having her own soft spot on a certain blonde haired captain. Another mental note, he'll pry it out of Romanoff later…

"Barnes, are you listening?" a slap on his arm pulled him out of his thoughts. He stirred in his seat and looked at Katie.

"Yeah, yeah." he cleared his throat. "Sorry, you were saying..."

Sam raised an eyebrow at him before resuming his report on the situation.

"I was saying..." he said in a sarcastic tone "that by the shape and depth of the indentation in the victim's skull, we can conclude it was the trauma what killed him. No other signs of violence on the body, no bullet wounds, no signs of strangulation. And what's more important, no foreign tissue under the victim's nails."

"So he didn't get to defend himself…" Katie stated, glancing down at the file as she read the notes she’d made briefly. “Killer hit him from behind.”

"That's our conclusion. One blunt blow behind his back." Sam nodded at Katie's words. “The toxicology screening was also pretty much clear. No drugs, negligible amount of alcohol in blood…”

“Ok so he wasn’t drugged…” Katie muttered, making another note on the file.

"Any idea about what the murder weapon might be?" Bucky asked.

"Not yet" Sam answered "but it was a blunt object as I said before, that's for sure. No knives or any kind of bladed weapon." Sam drank from his cup before continuing "I've sent the pictures of the wound to Bruce, he’ll measure it and tell us what he finds."

Sam was about to continue his explanation when he was suddenly interrupted by Bucky spitting his coffee and yelling.

"What the fuck is this shit? Man, it's unsweetened!"

Katie started laughing while Sam leaned on his desk and glared at Bucky before saying. "Why would I know how you take your coffee? You've never been here before, dude. Not even once!" and he offered him a sugar sachet he had taken out from one his desk drawers.

"You couldn't have done that earlier?" Bucky deadpanned.

"I hate you" Sam muttered under his breath.

"Ok guys. Can we continue? We all have places to be." Katie said wiping the tears of laughter from her eyes.

"Sure." Sam said looking at her and trying to avoid eye contact with Bucky "The fingerprints we found on Ross' phone and wallet are his own. That was the easiest and fastest part. But Tony says they found hairs on Ross trousers and they don't match his DNA so they are running some more tests. We'll have to wait some more days for the results."

"And the cereal…" Katie said, “Before or after death?”

"Empty stomach, his system had already digested whatever he had had for dinner and there was no evidence of it in his lungs so he hadn’t inhaled any. With that I conclude it must have been post mortem. The suspected killer must have shoved them down his throat when he was dead.” “Pure calling card then…” Katie said, scribbling away “Not meant as a weapon.” “That’s for you to decide. All I can give you is the facts.” Sam smiled, holding up a finger and pointing at Barnes “And before you ask he was wearing a glove, no DNA."

"What type of cereal was it?" Katie asked.

"Does that matter?" Sam asked squinting his eyes

"It could matter." Katie shrugged.

It was Bucky that answered, he knew that from his conversations the other day with Romanoff.

“Puffed rice…” Bucky said. “Hmmmm.” Katie said, “Paul Ross, Puffed Rice… PR…”

Bucky grinned and nodded “I thought the same.”

Katie mused again before she scribbled another note and looked up “Ok, I’ve nothing else I need to know…not yet anyway.” “Good because I'm afraid that's all I've got for now. I'll call or pass by when I have something more to offer."

"I can work with what I’ve got, thanks Sam." Katie said as she and Bucky stood up and she rounded the table to give the doctor a hug.

"I'm not hugging you." Sam said glaring at Bucky who was approaching the man wriggling his eyebrows.

"Your loss." Bucky simply said as he hold the door open for Katie on their way out.

As they both went through the corridor of the morgue Bucky noticed Katie was biting her thumb nail lost in her thoughts.

"What is going through that pretty head of yours?" he looked at her.

"I was thinking..." she trailed and stop to look at Bucky "I think Ross knew his attacker. Something drew him there so he was meeting someone…why else would he be in the park. And there were no restraint marks or signs of a struggle, so he wasn’t bundled into a car and taken…"

"Yeah, you're possibly right. Want to discuss it over a hamburger?" Bucky asked.

"Nah, I'm going back to the station, need to rearrange all this information in my head, get started on the profile." she said.

"You need to eat something. Your brain needs sugar to function properly, you know?"

"You should know it. You ate almost every cookie in there. By my reckoning you should have discovered the elixir of youth by now." she quipped "I'll grab something from the vending machine. Don’t worry about me.”

“I like to make sure my friends eat.” “Is that what we are?” she looked at him, smiling.

“Well, I’m kinda hoping so.” he watched her carefully.

She looked at her feet before she glanced back up at him, her face soft “So then, friend..what are you doing this evening?”

"Don't know. Have no plans yet. Maybe see what Steve’s up to, see if he fancies hanging out.” he said giving a side glance to Katie, but she didn't bite.

"Cool.” she shrugged “Erm, would you mind dropping me at the station before you head out to get whatever lunch you’re getting?" she asked.

"Sure thing, doll..." he was about to finish the sentence when she slapped the back of his head and couldn't help but laugh and wrap his right arm around her shoulder.

********

“Hey ma…” Steve called as he opened the door to his mother’s house and stepped inside, wiping his shoes.

“I’m in the kitchen, pet!” She called back, her Irish accent drifting softly through the hallway.

Bucky followed Steve in, shutting the door behind him as he wandered into the hallway and followed Steve down to the kitchen, the smell of Sarah Rogers’ famous apple pie hitting his nostrils as he walked along with a subtle hint of roast chicken.

“Sorry but I picked up a tag along.” Steve said as his ma gave a shriek when Bucky walked into the kitchen and took her face in his hands pressing a sloppy kiss to her cheek

“Away with you James Buchanan Barnes!” she said, swatting him with a dish towel. He laughed and stepped back.

“Steve mentioned you were making a roast and then dropped your pie into the equation and you know I’m a sucker that pie ma’am!”

“I tried shaking him but he’s like an annoying smell…” Steve rolled his eyes, sticking his hand into the bowl of sliced veg his mother was preparing to snaffle a piece of carrot. She slapped his hand and he jerked it away, grinning as he shoved his stolen prize into his mouth.

“Hey, I traded in an evening with my hot new partner for you and your ma, show some respect.” Bucky said and Steve rolled his eyes, ignoring the deliberate dig.

“Hot new partner?” Sarah looked up arching an eyebrow.

“Well maybe not so new…” Bucky grinned and Steve shot him a look which he ignored and continued “I believe you already know her…” Sarah frowned. “I’m not-“

“It’s Katie, Ma.” Steve cut her off, deciding to break the news before Bucky got chance.

“Katie’s back?” Sarah looked at her son, her frown deepening. “For how long?” “She’s helping us on a case.” Steve shrugged “So as long as it takes.”

There was a pause before his mother shook her head “Why didn’t you tell me she was back in town?”

“Oh there’s a lot he don’t tell you Mrs R.” Bucky quipped and Steve glared at him.

“Shut up.”

“Oh I don’t doubt it.” Sarah’s eyes twinkled as she looked at Bucky then to her son. “Well go and make yourself useful boys, set another place at the table. Dinner won’t be long, another 15 minutes or so.” Steve bustled around his mother grabbing cutlery out of drawers and handing it to Bucky who made his way over to the table that was at the other side of the kitchen and laid the cutlery down at one of the spare seats. Whilst he was doing that Steve grabbed a jug, filled it with water and then along with 3 glasses set it down in the middle of the table.

Through their dinner the 3 of them continued to make idle chit chat, Steve steering the conversation into other direction whenever his Ma mentioned Katie. Something that Bucky could see wasn’t passing the woman by. And like anything else, his Ma wasn’t letting it go.

“So this case that Katie’s helping on…” Sarah said, placing her spoon back on the plate as Steve helped himself to another slice of apple pie, offering one to Bucky who nodded eagerly. “Can you tell me anything about it?” “Sorry Ma, you know the rules.” he said, “But it’s an odd one. Hence why she’s come back.” “And that’s the only reason?” she asked, tucking a strand of grey hair which had escaped her bun behind her ears.

“Ma…” Steve sighed with a groan “Yes.” “Shame.” Sarah sighed “You know I always hoped that one day the pair of you would wake up and see what was right in front of yo’ eyes…” “Oh they saw it.” Bucky swallowed his pie “3 times in fact” “I swear to God, Bucky I’m gonna kick your…” Steve snarled and was cut off by his mother placing her hand on his arms.

“Son, what is wrong with you?” she asked, her blue eyes locking onto his “You’ve been so jumpy and snarky lately.”

“Loaded plums” Bucky mumbled before he stood up as Steve shot him another death stare “I’m gonna nip to the bathroom…”

Once he was gone Sarah turned to her son and leaned back in her chair, folding her arms “So I take it from Bucky’s comments then that the pair of you…”

She gestured with her hands and Steve groaned. He had always been close to his ma, there was hardly anything about his life she didn’t know. But he hadn’t given her any reason as to why Katie had left, which was another mistake on his behalf. His mother had been close to Katie, more so after Katie’s parents had died. She’d been like a second mother to her, and he knew that his Mother was bound to have been upset at the way she left.

“So you…slept together.” Sarah pressed and Steve pinched the bridge of his nose “What went wrong?” “I screwed up.” Steve sighed, his eyes fixed on the table “I panicked and…”

“So you left…” Sarah groaned and Steve’s head dropped further “You did a runner.”

Steve nodded. There was a pause and then he felt a stinging slap on the back of his head. “Shit ma!” he exclaimed, reaching up to rub at the point where her palm had connected with his skull. “I brought you up better than that Steven Grant Rogers…” she glared at him.

“I know and I didn’t plan on it happening like that I just...” he shrugged. “I just suddenly started worrying about being her boss and what happened if she took the job to DC. I guess I tried to go into self-preservation mode, but hit the self-destruct button instead…”

“Have you tried talking to her?” Sarah said, her tone a little gentler this time.

“She hates me” Steve shrugged, “And I get it, it’s my fault ma.” he swallowed “I hurt her and now I don’t know how to make it better, or even if I can.”

Sarah leaned closer to him, her hand back on his arm and she gave it a squeeze “Well I tell you what you don’t do…you don’t give up.”

Steve looked at his mother, blinking back the tears that were threatening to fill his eyes.

“Look, I’ve watched the pair of you over the past 10 years…both of you with other people…but you were always better together. Even when you had a girlfriend you couldn’t live without her, not even when Peggy asked you to! So what does that tell you?”

Steve licked his lips, his mother was right. Even when Peggy had tried to get him to put some distance between him and Katie he couldn’t. He’d tried and lasted 2 weeks but it had made him miserable.

At that point he was jolted as his phone began to ring. Apologising to his mother he pulled it out of his pocket and frowned. It was Katie.

“Err, Katie, hi…” he said gently, standing up and moving from the table.

“Sorry to disturb your evening but, well, dispatch called through on the radio. Couple of kids found a body behind the Le Frak Centre in Prospect Park.” “Shit.” Steve said, “Another Cereal Killing?” “According to Thor yeah.” She said “He went down to answer the initial call and when he realised it was another one for us he called through to the office.”

Steve glanced at his watch, it was almost half 7. Clint was on the late shift for the evening, but what Katie was still doing there he had no idea.

“Ok…tell Clint I’ll meet him down there.”

“I sent him home” Katie said, “I was still here working on this profile so seemed pointless him being here when he didn’t need to be. I’ve told Thor to secure the area and called Bruce. I’m gonna head down there now.” Steve paused. He hadn’t asked her to swap with Clint, and he was about to question why she had done it but he stopped himself. At the end of the day she was a Sergeant, it was up to her to run her troops as she thought fit.

“Ok, we’ll meet you there.”

With that she hung up. He put the phone back in his pocket and turned to Bucky who was stood in the doorway.

“Another one?” Bucky asked.

“Looks like it.” Steve said. He turned to his mother and sighed “Sorry Ma, duty calls.” “Ok, just give me a second…” She said, picking up the pie dish. She cut the remainder up quickly into 3 pieces and wrapped them in foil, handing them to Steve.

“You make sure my little Star gets one of those.” she said, and Steve’s heart gave another twinge at her nickname for Katie “And think on what I said.” “Thanks Ma.” he said softly, dropping a kiss to her cheek. Bucky gave her a hug goodbye and the two men left.

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The Masked Singer Season 3 Episode 13: The Battle of the Sixes (Commentary & Guesses)

Hello my Masked Singer loving friends! It’s that time of the week, time for Ana’s Masked Singer Recap. We are nearing the wire with the Masked Singer, now down to the top 6. So, ya, now the judges are like in their aha moment & they are going on the same page as me (and most of the internet as I saw from YouTube & Twitter comments), so we are going to honor the judge who got it with a trophy emoji because they deserve a trophy & a round of applause yelling FINALLYYYY YESSSS! Anyway, the guest judge for this episode was pro chef & the Simon Cowell of the culinary world (think about it, that’s a pretty accurate description for him), Mr. Gordon Ramsey, so the contestants had food clues called “Masked Munchies” which we will be talking about. Anyway, let’s get started! (Disclaimer: Spoilers ahead, proceed with caution.. don’t say I didn’t warn you)

Alright, so let’s start with the elimination/mask coming in 6th place (I kind of wanna do their places from now on) was:

*SAD DRUMROLL PLEASE*

THE ASTRONAUT 🥺😭

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Ok, so yeah I was really upset by this one. Seriously?! He went out wayyyy too early in my opinion... his performance of Story of My Life by One Direction was amazing & it showed his vocal range, I loved it. He was one of my favorites on the show (only him & Turtle are my faves), so I am so sad to see him go. I adore him & not like just Astro but also who he is (which I knew from his first performance... actually from the promo of his first performance haha)

Having said that (and cried a bit out of disappointment), he was revealed to be...

HUNTER FREAKING HAYES

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Notice how I said freaking in between his name. It’s because I genuinely adore Hunter Hayes. I am not a country fan but I like love him. If I were older (we are 8 or 9 year apart age wise), I would 100% wanna date him, because I genuinely think he’s super cute and so talented... and did I mention that I love him? Because I do! Ok, anyways, having said that, bitch ofc I knew who he was from Day 1 baby! His voice is so distinct & the new clues gave it away as well:

Masked Munchie: King Cake = Hunter is from Louisiana where this cake is a delicacy for celebrations

Crawfish= his hometown is the crawfish capital of the world (again I say Louisiana baby!)

Alright, not a clue, but let’s give the 🏆to Nichole because she ended up guessing as her final guess Hunter Hayes, hallelujah! To the other judges, it was a no from me, dawg.

Alright, so here we have it our top 5, baby! It’s not the top 5 I would’ve hoped for because Astro isn’t there, but it’s fine, I still am routing for my main man, Turtle.

Anyways, let’s look at the remaining 5 & do some commentary on their performances/reiterate why my guesses are all spot on:

1. The Kitty

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Performance: Ok, so she sang “Diamonds are a Girl’s Best Friend” by Marilyn Monroe and I really don't think this was her best performance (not her worst either, but not her best). I was expecting more from her to be honest. It wasn’t her best in terms of vocal ability. I just don’t feel like the song fit her voice nicely or as great as others she has done in the past. I think the song choice was a bit off for me.

Guess: Jackie Evancho

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Clues:

Masked Munchie: Cake identified by Gordon as an Opera Cake= Jackie is known to be an opera singer

Silver Apple= album called Songs from the Silver Screen

Nobody gets a 🏆 because none of the panel guessed it even though Gordon Ramsey was the closest.

2. The Rhino

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Performance: First of all, I am a bit salty that he didn’t leave so I am going to be a little more critical with him because I thought he should’ve been eliminated & not Astronaut. Ok, so he sang Die a Happy Man by Thomas Rhett and yes it was his best performance yet, but it doesn’t compare to the other contestants. He’s great and all but the other masks have more personality than he does and more vocal ability too.

Guess: Barry Zito

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Clues:

Masked Munchie: Spaghetti & Meatballs= reference to his last name Zito, Italian & sounds like Ziti (baked Ziti, get it?)

Yoga clues in the package= Zito is really well known for doing yoga & meditation before and after his games.

Alright, for this one, let’s give the 🏆 to Jenny McCarthy-Wahlberg for finally connecting the clues. *round of applause*

3. The Frog

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Performance: Ok, again, I am gonna be critical, but this is mostly because I don’t like Frog and that he’s way overhyped, sorry I said it, if you like him, good for you, but no I don’t (I know a lot of people who do but I personally don’t). However, I do gotta say that this was his best performance and he did do something different which is what I wanted him to do in the previous round. He sang “Whatever it Takes” by Imagine Dragons, and it was surprisingly really good. I just, I don’t know, there isn’t any versatility in his vocal ability like some of the other contestants who can go into falsetto or a high note (or actually sing and not just rap, no shade just facts).

Guess: Bow Wow

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Clues:

Masked Munchie: Cat Fish= someone pretended to be him on the show Catfish & also it is southern (he lives in Atlanta)

Holding a basketball= “basketball is my favorite sport, I like the way they dribble up & down the court”

Alright, not a clue, but let’s give the 🏆 to Robin, YESSS I am so proud, I could cry (but I won't because I saved my tears for Astronaut’s elimination, yes I am still salty). What I really liked from him getting it was that Nichole was like ya it could be Bow Wow and there are a lot of Bow Wow clues, but no it ain’t Bow Wow, it’s Omarion... really Nichole?!

4. The Night Angel

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Performance: Yeah, oh no I am going to be critical again, yikes. Yeah, she can sing and has a great voice, she sang “Black Velvet” by Alannah Myles, which showcased her vocal range. I don’t know I just think that she is trying so hard to belt every note out that it’s getting repetitive. Omg, yikes I feel like I am being harsh, I swear I am not, I just don’t think this was her best performance.

Guess: Kandi Burruss

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Clues:

Masked Munchie: Crickets on a stick = co-wrote “Bug-a-boo” by Destiny’s Child

Rotary phones in the clue package= reference to her group Xscape’s 2nd album off the hook

Alright, not a clue, but let’s give the 🏆 to Jenny again but I am not surprised she guessed it because she kind of got it previously but second guessed herself a few times so.. I kind of believed in her. I was losing hope in Robin tbh.

5. The Turtle

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Performance: Ok, I saved the best for last aka my favorite ever! Did I think his performance was his best one yet? No, by any means, but I was happy to see that he did choreography. I loved the dancing, he really was being competitive with Frog, which I think is super smart of him to do. The singing is amazing, like always, but it didn’t show as much of his vocal range that I know he is capable of freaking doing some beautiful falsetto and I kind of missed it a bit. However, he really did stepped it up and performed the crap out of that song, which was Stay by Alessia Cara & Zedd (not my favorite song tbh).

Guess: Jesse McCartney

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Clues:

Masked Munchie: Chips & Apple Salsa = he is from NY aka Big Apple

King chess piece with a heart over it= he voiced 2 characters in the popular video game Kingdom Hearts

Stuffed Ram= he’s an Aries

Chess game= he has a song called check mate

Nobody gets the 🏆 because lemme reiterate this for the people who are as clueless as the judges IT IS NOT ADAM LAMBERT, THAT DOESN’T SOUND LIKE ADAM LAMBERT, ADAM LAMBERT DOESN’T SOUND LIKE A TEEN HEARTTHROB OR A BOY BANDER

Alright, so we are done! Let me know your thoughts! See you guys next week! Top 5 wow, my prediction is that Rhino will leave next. Bye!!

#the masked singer #astronautmask #hunter hayes

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The Clone Wars The Zillo Beast Strikes Back

(Season 2 Episode 19)

I really thought the first episode was surprisingly good and I hope the quality con- tin ue s;

Moving on; Cost ly- Recap, getting real deep into the details ...... Good that shows commitment to the story .. And attention to the (good) details

. . [Also how yeah are they going to transport that beast?]

Who said spent a little more time explaining it to the natives [Why they needed a dead beast]

Still good still good,

Pretty

Okay

“Tensions Run high,”

Hey, that’s a reasonable reaction,

(They’re going to put extra security on it?)

How long till it breaks out.

[I mean thing might look tiny]

Look at all those buildings

[also this will be a nice scale

We really didn’t get much of it

On the desert planet

Cause there were no buildings around

After the destruction

(Neat Detail-)

That one trooper’s really excited

You think you want to be a zoo-logist?

Neat

Spiky and big but sleepy

Uhm. (Cute)

(Oh you stop with that death music it’s adorable)

As are most animals

Though that’s likely more so anticipation music . . So it’s Fine

But just look at ‘em,

Ador-able !

(I’m sorry I cannot take this seriously with him sleeping so peacefully)

Good for ‘em

*em

[Oh yeah [just] bring the Chancellor here.

Is he going to get Donkey Kong-ed? i’m sorry but just the idea. .

Of Sidious held hostage By a giant beast, On top of a building..

It’s just so hilarious.

(Not to mention his force lightning powers) Baby [An-imal] Possib ly . Okay, Right, Why would they stop.

Aight —- Okay - Good Ideas - A-ight.

Whelp, Good

Uhm, Right,

Okay ,

Now, Right,

Wh- Elp,

Uhm, Okay,

Right,

Nice

Okay

Chancellor isn’t having it

Look

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At him

You ruined his evil diatribe, Windu

He isn’t having that “you should assume some accountability” argument..

Ruining the giant monster plot- - with his logic

Good times

[Palpatine’s going to dismiss him rudely isn’t he?

He’s pissed - Terrible war

Note; how he said nothing about the beast safety

Which is Windu’s main concern

[and his earlier gaslighting of Windu’s conscience

*Put Down * ? .

^ ^

Nice

Sleepy. .

Bean. (Pet Name- Light ly.]

Any way!

[There’s the scientist.]

Seems Nice.

She doesn’t have au-thority

Nor Do You. “Good care,”

Nice

Mace Is Humanitarian towards Ani- mals-

-also can we stop calling at the “beast”?

It’s an animal?

[’Beast’ is for when it’s attacking you And it’s not fully identified]

And it’s adorable

[as well as has an already established name]

[i’ll say call it whatever you want but this is assumed authority, And whoever names it first is king . . . . Seriously ? does no one care for it as a cute fluffy animal? (I know it’s scaly my point stands)

Like seriously everyone’s viewing it as a resource

[Makes me sad]

Starting to think that one clone trooper Should be in charge,

He at least seem-ed to give a -shit

Well treated

As a resource

Windu; i’m calling bullshit but alright

[is he going to spring him?

*em

I want Windu to spring ‘em for environmental justice

Ok, how long does the plotting bullshit goes down and they start tearing the scales off the thing?

Um

Ma-jestic

He’s calling Heavy.. bullshit

Good for Windu..

(I like this character .very much.)

Nope [Death Music .]

Big

Good - Aight

Uhm .. Bu- ld

Obi-Wan shut up

[You are the worst character]

Not in character design

Just in being the absolute .worst.

Great

Neat

Al- right-

I mean- he could be studying it to find which climate would be best for it - I mean you can’t just drop a random Non native- Life Form - Onto a random planet- and Hope for the best-

And this is the closest thing to safe neutral controlled territory . . . that they have

So make sense that they bring him here to figure it out

[The chancellor able to manage who they have treaties with and which planets are inhabited

[and what uninhabited planets could be possibly viable environment . . . . Re-hom-ing locations-

For him *em

*Effort*

Oh yeah not worth the effort to make sure the very rare species doesn’t dare

[this is why you’re the fucking worst.]

In.uni.

Any Way-

Well that was a calm way of saying, He didn’t give me an explanation . . . Which is understandable and A pretty decent response,

. Try

Wait what?

Can we re-wind that again? ... Obi-Wan - no - All he said

“was that he didn’t get an answer,”

He-

Do not escalate the situation.

Do not send Anakin to badger the chancellor.

[If Windu wants to escalate the situation he will,]

You are not the responsible [least Toxic] Adult

Please just let Windu handle it

[I love how they cut away like you know Windu’s rolling his eyes

[Obi-won-

“]

]

Well, not too bad just seems tired

Planet acclim- ation - Or the sed- atives - Will do that to you)

Though admittedly it could be a less in-vasive environment-

With more com-patibility-

Oh

?

What?

Oh No!

[Don’t hold the fluffy bean!]

What is going on exactly?

Like don’t get me wrong I know there’s

slight discomfort

But how bad-

[like is what they inserted into them a sedative?

Enough,

Good-

That’s Good

But seriously

If you’re going to study an animal you shouldn’t do shit like that

Passive observation

Seeing if it sheds

Perhaps, Getting Samples

The only time those things to be taken off - ... them ... is upon death - with respect to the life cycle, And, the decomposition cycle-

Not going-

Toxic excessive-

And causing - pain

Aw

Sentient Bean-

Oh No.

Oh it is picking things up relatively quickly,

Surprisingly quickly,

figuring out that this was the one to Yell at ... despite there being Mryaid Of possibilities,

And would usually focus on the,

Pain- ful Ones,

Com

So take a small scrape sample. off the scales

Like you straight up tried to rip off the scales. ... Armor-

And not the Jedi’s?

Just thought -in the pecking order they’d be lower

Under tanks and

shielding

And protection to the higher ups ...

Centurion Armor.

First

Ok how about you don’t..

Or send her to the planet and wait to see if she sheds.

Like,no

Until the bean ... is dead (Un fortunate)

You can’t- be doing- .... Stuff- Like That-

- What the fuck?

Also; mace Windu a thousand miles away; I hope the fuck you do you be a dead son of a bitch,

Lady, just call the Jedi

Mace Windu is clearly an environmental - animalistic focus - Have him insta kick this bitch

(Which he can as his specialty)

Call tox

*Like Medic

And kick the bitch to accountability

* or semi accountability in this case

(’Cause if you get caught with a Spoon- -”

Pr-otest

Good

Mace Windu - Has a teammate-

Intelligent

Oh no-

Oh noo

That could’ve been possibly meant

“I thought that was just an extraneous detail”

👍

Animal

You’ve been calling it a Beast this whole time

Also, damn look at those sad eyes!

That Things 100% Sent.

You can’t do that!

Ok I need to plot this out

This living creature-

Is sentient enough To Un-der Stand

Lan-guage

And feel pain

Let me just play a few scene so I get the morality right

So, dude’s sleeping under ground,

(Those guys apparently just . Got injured by its sleeping movements,)

Then

It finds some guy

Tries to get it off him (Reasonable)

Those two guys flee (After Anakin spent multiple occasions getting in it’s way..

Clearly un-wonton and un-wanted

So clearly going over the “don’t bug others rule,”

Then these guys -definitely heck with it

By throwing bombs, And generally breaking every (rule). The liquid thing is kind of weird

That being the equivalent of pumping planet waste material Poison) So it pretty well fits under the attempt of harm /murder

And the guards clearly attempt to murder it.

So immediate accountability is in play

But they try to kill them

(Note I know the situation is bad but it’s Immediate Accountability

Not immediate death

(However, it’s really weird with non humans)

(Or even just humanoids,)

Because I know what another human could do

Humanoids have the same about structure

With minor ex -cessive- differences?

Like- how

(The standards are really different here)

I’m not sure she could have even picked them up without hurting them.

I really hope we get to see her talk

So we can get more info

Because that’s really fascinating.

Co-mment

Hey it noted that! ... That’s -really neat

[Also geez that must suck, Having to be moved from your planet... Against your will and things that you might not be able prevent. . Because some asshole won’t share the damn planet,

And everyone else is enabling.

(It’s the frozen planet thing All over again .but better.] This time the species might not actually have an option,

But doesn’t negate - it’s sentience,

Kill

Dude, seriously,

Like I’m not a fan of it but you could just sedate them,

Turn the fuel wanted some kind of solid (Point)

And

Argh-

(It brings me no moral pleasure to say this)

Cut the scales from the skin-

Without, too much pain

Assume

(Still should not do it)

Monster

(Also lady just call the Jedi)

You know one who’s against it

You don’t even have to mention the chancellor by name

Just say some crazy orders got brought down the line

And you need -some help

Oof

‘She ain’t having your bullshit’

Right

Okay

Whelp

Good scene setting.

You really feel how out of place Anakin is, -

Oof

The music’s really nice

Really helps set the scene

And the height Just-

Perfect (Sets a beautiful set of risk)

Oof and Obi-Wan questioning Am-idala

(The costume choice works very nicely here- Causing Amidala to stand out, From the variety, But still have the kind of muted sense of the situation,

(Lot of other senators wearing purple (-though more solid)

And the lighting is pretty nice too,

Looking pretty naturally with the setting-

Oh, no,

Aw, that’s kind of nice

A good bit of levity

(Possibly parodying the masters, Amidala and Anakin technically)

(Anakin did build CP3PO though)

Aight, Nice,

.

Pro B-

You know that actually would make sense

I was actually expecting the more blow it up solution

But just trying bugging the Senator (Chancellor) Palpatine . Is a pretty good (non-escala tory) First step . . . .

That would just let Senator Amidala see it, assuming she wouldn’t have an issue; and wouldn’t notice the smell rift. .. - Male-stare

‘ Mace Windu told you to leave it alone and let him handle it, And you decided fuck that I’mma gonna screw things up, Didn’t You?”

Ch-ancellor

Oh that’s actually a smart plan - Gang up on the chancellor . Never mind A second pair of eyes might be helpful in case he tries that hologram shit again,

(Never mind the fact that Ami-dala- doesn’t go missing under mysterious circumstances,”

It’s a good plan

Kinda

That’s- pretty damn fair- - Voice- - That’s- a little too environmental but I get the point

(As in it’s ignoring the fact that the Zilla beast does have a voice, Just no one‘s listening

Or reading its body language, Like a good sentient would

(The issue is it’s accountability -The ability to hold others accountable-

Which it doesn’t seem to be capable of doing to the fine degree of other humans-

Other humanoids-

“ Be it’s accountability,” Is More accurate a phras- ing

Also geez can you imagine that sit-uation?

-

Like either force-d to kill another sentient species or be submitted to this?

-

I give the Zilla beast a lot of damn credit-

For the re-straint

Real shit . .. Sit-

Neither have you,

Seen your -self

In action!

Like yeah dude you pull out a laser sword, When someone threatens you,

(Pretty damn unaccountable)

At least the Zilla beast has a damn good excuse,

Life

Yep-

Warr ant a discussion

No, It warrants the envir-onmental focus- Kicking the offender, Straight to accoun-tability And every one else, Lea-ving the damn thing alone, (Bastards) .... ?

I mean-

That’s kinda fair-

Heck not every- one-

Heck- not every generation- Has an environmental focus

And, animals are damn weird-

But- I’m going to say if you see a puppy kicked- You should tell that dude to fuck off,

And no I do not resent that-

Even if it’s food

(Which no one should be messing with in the first place)

But fair-

Chan-cellor

Still don’t like this-

Stop being a complaining dick and eit -her do it or don’t-

Oh does he have a hesitation from his previous experience?

Secrets do not stay secret

Mate you deployed the military, Who have to answer to the council,

Not to mention all of the Internal law and military enforcement On planet That saw this shit go down

(Would probably be defensive of you holding a dead creature)

Also yeah it’s Obi-Wan’s fault

(How he knows about something he didn’t witness. Idk, Guess someone told him.”

Anakin?

What- ever.

Aight

Called out

No the point of democracy is to form a hierarchy of authority And with some people’s decision matters more than others There was very little ability to self determined,

And often times ends up just arguing over basic human decency,

Doesn’t have to involve subterfuge

But things can escalate for the worst with toxic behavior

*enabling espec

Die

Oy!

Any -one paying attention to that?

(Dude, blown cover! )

No, better option just go straight to Windu,

You thought he was being held for a tests ... He wasn’t , Time to get the ass kicking squad in for questioning,

Windu

*Not Obi- Won- -

That was damn threatening

Aight,

(Also yes, you do, Go tell Windu.)

Here’s the conversation;

‘Ok, I’ll just relay that to Master Windu-”

“Wait, no - don’t do that- !”

(Done jokingly)

The conversation’s fine,

War is never going to be won until someone assumes accountability

Both points of “feck you”

Well at least Anakin isn’t hail-ed as the “enabling Savior”,

And does sorta take Amidala ’s Side, , Re- asonable

[call Windu]

Shit ...

Also “your groomer has groomed you well”

To never pick a side . .. Ex- Cuse- Me- - Help ing ... He noticeably switched his body over to your side,

And his “both sides thing,” .... . Was is clearly a ‘feck you,

Appro -priately

Oh

No he DOESN’T!

And Anakin isn’t innocent here,

So knock off the tone

No puppy dog was kicked,

Anakin fully knows what he’s advocating is wrong

And appro -priate tone should be applied

‘That was malicious

You can’t hoodwink an adult,

Productives are well aware of common decency Rules,

Selectives know their shit

This is an act of malician . . . And should be framed as such . yeah I have no idea what’s going on with him either

[Doing that unaccountable juice again.)

Oh, hi, , Wait you’re just gonna straight up gas ‘em-

But-

(Does this turn them into a super angry pissed off monster?)

Zilla

Stop enabling this!

[Character Yell,]

Bitch,

Kill em’

‘I will grab the thing , but I’m still asking you to do the thing,”

This is why ‘sorry is bullshit,’

. .

Um Whelp, Time to see the baby get kicked,” - “I’m Sorry,”

We talked about how that doesn’t excuse actions ... I swear if they pull that they said they were sorry, so that means everything’s ok every episode,

[I will strike every episode]

Til the mark

Any way.

Begin procedure . And with that she is undoubtably irredeemable, . ...

(I swear to god if they play happy music of an ending where she is supposedly redeemed

Or enabled)

Calling heavy bullshit,

A puppy killer runn -ing free With No Ch -ance Of even the slightest bit of come uppance, .... Isn’t happy - - - Any Way, Even worse that it’s sentient - Going to switch from “That’s A Puppy!” to “THAT’S A SENTIENT!”

(Both are equally frick-ed up)

De- served-

Yeah-

Turns out when you threaten someone’s life they immediately going to assume accountability mode

(Not)

I’m just really angry

At the characters in the universe

But yeah, Damn,

Poor Zilla,

Got tears in my eyes

[Like imagine that bullshit]

Like either she was restrained her self enough so she didn’t kill people

Or the situation was so bad it literally caused an adrenaline like situation

Free- ing herself

Seeing as she doesn’t seem to be a bad “pers’-

[The accountability scale- still un-established,” [Selective accountability?

Involuntary accountability?

Does her body just flare up into attack mode when stuff like that happens)

Just-

Whoa-

No-

Don’t shoot the baby ! sent ient!

I don’t like the sound of that,

You’re not going to like

what they did to her?

[also wait, what are the properties of that gas?

Like what does exposure do to her?

[I know they said it was poisonous, But that was coming from the assholes that thought stabbing her was a good idea,

*em

Any Way,

Good point

Like how dude’s backing away . Good trooper

I hope he was the Zoologist One . seems to be smart,

Oof

(Dude didn’t even get to see the Zila,)

Oof

It doesn’t even attack anyone!

(It goes away from the tanks)

My Damn heart,

Oof

I hurt

Good

(Oh geez, she probably didn’t even know they were still out there.”

Oof,

Okay, fakers,

Also she took out was the beams screwing with her,

There was like one guy,

(I remember I thought about commenting, “Karma,”. at that moment,

If Lady’s on the ground it’s her own fault,

Zilla, didn’t do anything to her

Dick,

?

Oy, Bullshit,

She, went the other direction

And seemed very specific about avoiding things

I’m calling very light (Cir-cum stantial-) Bull shit

There must be a fire Oh no

(Yeah the structure-

Must suck

To be sp-

How is he reaching her

after her thing was destroyed?

Damn

Also, wait

it’s night?

How long have they been standing there?

(Also Mace Windu is going to kick your ass.”

Also, look at that

She’s trying to go under the beams!

This is clearly not malicious,

And I mean it makes a lot of sense,

She’s a ground living creature, (Sentient)

She probably thought lower altitude was safe

And not with all this (non sense),

toxin

Oh yeah just gas the city! - with multiple in- habitants of different biological structure-

[Don’t bother turning it into a blade]

Or bullets]

.

Hurry

[Not try anymore practical solutions,]

Why...

Have you done this?

[Oh yeah don’t bother sounding the alarms for everyone,

Screw them

Only the servants matter,”

“Gen, No, don’t stay with General Kenobi, He will get you killed,

Now, I kno

Fun

- See, she gives them a warning yell!

She’s more-so tripping than malicious,

Also made if you saw a (malicious) beast coming your way and decided to stand near it

-That’s your own fault,

Like, Darwin’s law No Euth,

To be fair dude does give the orders. And that was her way of saying I don’t like that guy

I’m just really sad about her condition.

Tr-

High er Van Ta Ge

Point-

Also yeah that does seem like a smoother safer advantage point where she wouldn’t hurt anyone

Aight,

Okay, seriously how the fuck are there fires?

She hasn’t-

That’s just something completely different,

[Like- I don’t know if I wanna know the story but that is intriguing]

Aw, Small,

See now she’s sticking to sections where she can’t hurt people. .

Whelp

“Also everyone get to your rooms,

These frickers;

Like there was an alarm earlier right?

There was a siren ..

How?

No-pe

Yes you stay on top of that dome

Proud Of This Zilla’

Eva- Cute?

Also wait wasn’t she just in the scene below

Some One-

Dude all she did was yell at him,

Re- Strain T!

Gosh darn, Yoda - you fricking enabler

Also how long until Windu finds out she’s been injured and.. freaks out.

Loading.

Lost

And, they were all given fair warning and if you’re not smart enough to get out of the way that’s your own fault

* Un accountable

Off

How’s Windu feeling?

Aight

Bullshit, you planned that-

Also why are you including everyone else?

That seems like a security hazard?

Toxin

.

De-stroyed

Clearly no

You should be glaring daggers at him

being like “bitch no,”

Padme Isn’t innocent

Pr-

[Windu is going to kick a bitch]

It

No

Hi,

Hey, want to talk to you

VALID

Good

OH NO

Fuck off Yoda

(Amoral-

You shouldn’t shoot them in the first place-

Also this is just establishing that Mace Windu is literally the only sane person,

Yoda literally only cares about the chancellor . . . and would’ve shot him

Dick, Don’t

(Feckin dammit Anakin,)

The Zilla Just Wants a nice talk.

Bad

Yes just let the Zila talk you irresponsible fuck

Like, seriously Now she’s going to have to try and catch you with her hands,

And if anyone gets hurt it’s their own damn fault.

Som-

Stupid

Damn- Just. Talk

with the damn Zila,

-

I swear..

I fuck-

She was already paying attention

you damn fuck

Zilla- catch- Whelp,

Dumbest freaking plan ever,

Zilla, Pick up

“ also you have to think about what Zilla- is thinking at them at this moment-

Like-

Oh- shit

No

They could possibly die! She just yells at them this entire time!

Damn...

Pretty sure that dude tried to shoot her...

Not-

Dick

Oh No,

This-

She gave dude five fucking warnings

De-press ....

I’m Go Write A Fluff Fic

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#Empire S4 Ep10 ~Birds in the Cage~ Recap & Review

Episode Rating Scale: (10) Exceptional

Empire is back on. Yeahhh, baby. This episode was better than what I expected it to be. What's in store for us to see this season? I can't wait to find out. Lets recap!!

This episode opens with life after the Dubois takedown. Who survived to move on with life? Looks like Jamaal, is having a hard time accepting he killed someone. Cookie, Lucious, and Thirsty arrive at his condo. Jamaal doesn't know how to put behind him; he killed Angelo. Cookie makes a good point, Jamaal is alive. Angelo would have killed him and Warren. That's a fact. Cookie tries to reassure Jamaal everything will be alright. Somehow, this will not be alright for Jamaal. Once Jamaal goes to get some rest, Cookie tells Thirsty she can't find Lucious. She shows Thirsty a strange text from Lucious. Now last we saw, the family was unsure if Lucious was 100% back. So it's fair to say, anything Lucious does unexpected could be Dwight, not Lucious. But in this case, it's neither one; it's Claudia.

Lucious wakes up to find Claudia standing over top of him. She had him drugged and chained up. Lucious is furious. He asked Claudia,"Do you know who I am?" He then makes it clear the pain he will do to her. Now, Claudia is a crazy ass all outdoors. She has convinced herself that Lucious doesn't exist. Seeing her Dwight enraged, she shoots him with something to calm his nerves. How will they take the coo-coo out of Claudia?

I like when they do the flashbacks. We get to see more of what happened with Cookie in jail. Cookie and the other inmates made a plan to kill the Correctional Officer who raped and took Poundcake's daughter. The plan didn't go as planned. Cookie in up in solitude. Cookie's thought was interested in Thirsty. Thirsty discovered footage that shows Claudia at the hospital where Andre is currently. Unsure if Lucious/Dwight contacted her, Thirsty and Cookie don't know what to believe. But, they know something isn't right. Cookie tells Thirsty to reach out to Gloria. Gloria is the doctor that recommended Claudia to Cookie. With Thirsty not being able to contact Claudia on any of her numbers, they have to seek other sources. One fight after another for the Lyons.

Lucious wakes up again. He is trying to get free from the ball and chain on his good leg. Lucious asked her why she is doing this. Claudia has convinced herself that Lucious doesn't exist. Lucious makes it clear he doesn't know Dwight. He makes it clear; his name is Lucious Lyon. Maybe Lucious is 100% himself again. Unfortunately for Lucious, Claudia believes he is traumatized. She makes it clear; she is getting Dwight back. That means, she will do whatever to bury Lucious.

Even in crisis, Empire still has to conduct business. Tori and Hakeem does the first performance of the season. Backstage, Porsha tells Becky, Cookie doesn't want Tori doing any interviews. Not good for Becky being that, it's a host if reporters waiting. Becky on her phone. She doesn't understand where Lucious is at. Porsha reminds Becky, Lucious has a son in the hospital and the other at the precinct; his plate is full. Too bad Lucious doesn't know Jamaal killed Angelo. Becky and Porsha doesn't know Lucious been kidnapped. But, Becky problem isn't the Lyons.

Thirsty brings Gloria to see Cookie. Cookie waste no time digging for answers about Claudia. All she wants to know, "does she has something to worry about with Claudia?" Cookie, you most definitely do.

Claudia is trying to get Lucious to cooperate. If Lucious doesn't cooperate, she has a gun and another weapon to sedate him. Back to Gloria, Cookie, and Thirsty. Gloria shares a story with them about uncomfortable behavior from Claudia in the past. In that story, they learn about a cabin Claudia have. That's the cabin she using again to hold Lucious captive. Feeling uncomfortable with the situation, Gloria stops talking. She knows yet friend is up to no good. She has seen Claudia crazy before.

It seems like Hakeem is the only Lyon moving on from the Dubois takedown. He arrives at Jamaal's condo in darkness. Jamaal has no sunlight shining inside his condo. He is sitting on the couch, in the most profound remorse. No, I get it, you took a life. But would he instead, his life been taking? I don't understand why he is beating himself up over killing Angelo. Angelo was trying to kill him and Warren. Hakeem shows him no pity. He makes it clear; the Dubois came after them with all they had. They survived it. They survived with a few scares apparently. But, it is nice to see Hakeem growing more mature each season. He is giving his big brother some courage at this point.

Porsha catches Becky in the bathroom. She points out she spent a lot of time in the bathroom. She calls Becky out on being pregnant. Becky didn't plan to get pregnant, but she did. She took a few pregnancy tests hoping they were wrong. As she breaks down in tears, Porsha comforts her. The funny part is, all Becky wanted to do was wash her hands lol.

Back at the cabin, Lucious is playing the piano. He puts on a good performance to get Claudia close to him. See, Claudia has marked off a certain area to not go into. If she crosses those boundaries, Lucious will be able to grab her. Lucious fake tears and break down, get her to cross that boundary. He had a fooled for a moment. She hugs Lucious. He hugs her back but then grab her by the throat. He almost had her where he wanted. But, Claudia had everything figured out. She managed to break free of Lucious. She turns on this red light with music playing. She made a gadget of Lucious song layered on top of each other with color. The one thing that helped Lucious gain his memory; she was now using against him to cause him pain. It looks like an unbearable pain. Claudia is one crazy doctor.

Thirsty located the cabin. Cookie tells him to text her the address. Thirsty try to get Cookie to wait for him, but she insists on going alone. Cookie never felt Lucious was 100% back, so she doesn't know what to expect. She tells Thirsty if he is Dwight, she wants to talk to him. But we all know, Cookie communication isn't the best. She heads upstate to the cabin. These emotions bring back another flashback. Cookie is in the hole losing her mind. The CO brings Poundcake to visit her. Poundcake explains why she betrayed them. The same CO who raped her and took her baby; offered her baby back to her for information. Poundcake told him about the plan to kill him. Now, why would she trust him? Why would she betray Cookie? It looks like Cookie endured a lot those 17 years. You can only wonder what else happened to her in jail.

Jamaal and Hakeem visit Andre. Andre awake and looking better than we last saw him. He sitting in a wheelchair but he is alert. Andre was surprised to see them. The Lyons cub has endured some pain and anger. Andre heard what Jamaal did. He asked him was he ok. Hakeem comments, "Jamaal took him out." That comment brought Jamaal's guilt more present. Jamaal recap the destruction Diana brought to everyone; even the death of her son. Jamaal is hating being called the hero in this situation. He doesn't want to be patted on the back. He doesn't want the high five for killing Angelo. Yes, he wanted this war with the Dubois to be over but not at the cost of him taking a life. Snap out of it Jamaal. You could be the one dead. Angelo wouldn't be this remorseful for killing Jamaal. I hope this guilt doesn't cause him to relapse. The Lyons cub comes together as brothers. Andre, Jamaal, and Hakeem comfort each other once again. I love to see them like this. Leaning on each other, loving each other and supporting each other through a rough patch in life.

Lucious is awake again. How many times she is going to sedate him! Geesh!!! Claudia is sitting at the table patching her burn wound. A car pulls up. Claudia sees it's Cookie. Lucious starts yelling, but Claudia grabs a knife. She tells Lucious, "You better get rid of her or I will slint her throat." Claudia stands there with a knife behind her back. Lucious tells Cookie he did what she asked. He helped her take down the Dubois. He wants to be a better man and finish what he started with Claudia. He is playing the piano and Claudia is listening for clue droppers. At this moment, Cookie believes Lucious. She believes he is where he wants to be and she left. Lucious put on a great performance. I think I would have believed him too.

On her drive back, Cookie is hurt by Lucious once again. The melody Lucious was playing is playing in her head. Cookie is having flashbacks of jail. Cookie wrote music while in jail. The melody Lucious was playing was the song she wrote. Cookie realized Lucious was lying. He needs her help. This Cookie and Claudia showdown has been long overdue. Time for Cookie to put some paws on Claudia. This just got me excited. Now, I am the crazy one lol.

Porsha and Becky discussed her plans. Becky is experiencing what most women experience all the time. We live in the moment. We don't think about the outcome. She is just building her career. She has finally been promoted to head A&R. A baby wasn't in her plans. On top of that, she wants nothing to do with Jay Poppa at least that was the last scene we saw. Call me crazy, we only seen one lovemaking scene with them two. But Becky said eight times. Were that eight times in that one interrupted studio session? Did they hook up after the let's keep it a professional conversation? When did Becky get pregnant? Is Becky going to tell him? Is baby keeping the baby?

Claudia doesn't understand Lucious love for Cookie. She is not fazed at all by Cookie's unexpected visit. She asked Lucious to play her song. He quickly denied her request. His inspiration for music just walked out the door. He makes it clear to Claudia, he will kill the world for Cookie. Then calls Claudia a broken bitch. Well, choose your words wisely Lucious. Claudia is crazy in the worst way. Not happy with Lucious response, Claudia turns on the red light special she created. She brings Lucious to his knees again. Balled up in pain. Then the power shuts off on everything. Claudia goes to fix the electricity and Cookie shows up behind Lucious. She tries to take Lucious out of there but learns he is chained up to the piano. Cookie looks for something to free him, but unfortunately, Claudia has other plans. Claudia smacks Cookie with a pan. Not good at all. Why hasn't Thirsty showed up yet? He knows Cookie should have been back. I mean it was daylight when she left. Now, Cookie and Lucious are in trouble.

While knocked out, Cookie remembers another jail experience. She didn't break from being in the hole even though that was the plan. When she wakes up from being on conscious, she finds herself tied to a table. Crazy Claudia is standing there. "Dwight told you he doesn't need you," Claudia told Cookie. Who will save them now?

Cookie asked Claudia what's her plan. Claudia thinks she can erase Lucious and create Dwight. She believes Lucious loves her. Claudia thought Lucious was talking to her when he said I love you. I must say this crazy therapy session just might help Cookie and Lucious. I mean, Cookie and Lucious are learning some inner feelings that haven't been mentioned. Guliana name was brought up. Then Angelo was brought. Lucious and Claudia learn that Angelo is dead. Claudia lightbulb finally was lit. She now gets it. Anyone who tries to break up or threatens Lucious and Cookie's bond; ends up dead. Cookie and Lucious find their life together funny. Claudia doesn't find it funny at all. All she sees is toxic in Lucious and Cookie's relationship. She tells them that don't have love. They only have toxic.

Claudia brings up her prison time. Claudia brought up how Lucious abandoned Cookie in jail. We never once heard Lucious reason for leaving Cookie in jail. Lucious doesn't feel he abandoned Cookie. His manhood was put on trial and found guilty. He can't protect his woman from jail. He couldn't defend from a life of an inmate. I guess seeing Cookie's scare wounds was too much for him. He felt hopeless. It's understandable, but you still don't abandon the woman who took jail time for you. First-time Cookie hearing why she was abandoned for 17 years. Then Claudia brought up Cookie's release from prison. Claudia is digging deep. Sadly, she doesn't release she is helping them vs. tearing them apart.

Claudia asked Cookie did Lucious give her half of Empire once she was home. Lucious said yes, but Cookie reminded him that he didn't. Lucious was starting beef with his sons over Empire. He was forcing them to stand up and take the crown to Empire. Three kids, one winner. Lucious excuse for that was he thought he was dying. Which he did think that? But why not be fair? Give all three Empire. Cookie didn't feel it was right then or now. She brought up her 17 years of sacrifice again. Lucious is tired of hearing that. He is so tired of Cookie saying she gave up 17 years for their family. He so tired of hearing it, he tells Claudia to stab him in his neck. Lucious describes his pain and his struggle since Cookie was jail. He said it was hard raising three sons and building a company. Despite his pain, Cookie didn't buy it. She reminded him of the help and support around him. She even brought up Bunky. She talked about Bunky not deserving to be dead. She brought her father died of a broken heart. Cookie feel like Lucious took her from Barry. But Lucious breaks it down. Cookie and Lucious both wanted bigger and better out of life. They both saw opportunity in each other. You know the saying, " Game recognize game." That's what brought them together. Leave it to Claudia to twist his words. She tried to convince Cookie that Lucious doesn't love her and she doesn't love him. Claudia stated, Cookie loves Empire, not Lucious. The look on Lucious face. I guess that was an eye-opener for him. He sat there looking like he was waiting for Cookie's response.

Cookie makes it clear that she loves all her family, including Lucious. Despite everything they been through, she chooses Lucious over Dwight. Lucious belong to Cookie. Claudia is in between a dangerous game of love. Looking Claudia dead in her face, Cookie lets her know she is not leaving there without Lucious. As Cookie points out, Claudia doesn't know her. Nor does she know what Cookie is capable of doing? Cookie doesn't feel threaten by Claudia. Claudia feels threaten by Cookie. Now, Lucious has to choose. Claudia gets up and put the knife to Cookie throat. I mean, Cookie did tell her to do what she has to do.

Lucious begs Claudia not to do this. Cookie keeps taunting her to do it. Cookie is crazy as all outdoors. Claudia is crazy and has a knife to her throat. She crazy enough to slit her throat. Cookie seems not to realize that, but Lucious knows. He begs Claudia not to do. Then they are interrupted by a car pulling up. I thought it was Thirsty, but it was Gloria. Gloria confronts Claudia about having Lucious. Claudia tries to get rid of her, but Gloria insists on going on. Claudia takes the ax and hit her friend in the head. Wow!!! WIth friends like that who needs enemies.

While Claudia is dealing with that, Cookie finds a way to get free. Prison has given her some new tricks. Cooking pulls a razor blade out her wig. Which I must say, the bob Cookie rocking looks good on Taraji. Claudia walks back to the cabin to find Cookie free. This episode is just got real in this scene. Who doesn't like a good girl fight? Claudia asked Lucious, "where is she?" Lucious says," She gone to get the police. I told you this wouldn't work out".

Claudia turns on her red light special and looks for Cookie. I feel cheated. It wasn't a real catfight because Claudia used the taser. I was disappointed. Claudia and Cookie were overdue for a catfight. Knowing that Claudia would kill Cookie, Lucious finally freed himself. He got free just in time. Claudia was about to kill Cookie. Lucious hits Claudia with something then grabs the ax to finish the job. Well, Lucious didn't kill her. Will that be his most significant mistake? Claudia gets arrested. What enemy is coming next?

The episode ends with Dre waking up from a bad dream. His guilt is preventing him from healing. Dre has to tell Lucious he tried to kill him. What will Lucious reaction be? Has Lucious changed enough to forgive him? Stay tuned in to find out.

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Author: Lattice Johnson

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