Criminal Minds fic time. Tell me if you know where this may be heading.
And to all my Moonlight fans, I shall be writing a sequel as soon as I decide what I want it to surround and have a pretty good idea the general direction it'll be heading. Y'know, the last one was a bit jumpy in my mind.
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Amy Lynne sat on her bed, looking at an old, wrinkled photo with wonder. She sighed contently and looked out her bedroom window. The stars were out and playing as was the moon. Her eyes then wandered around her room, landing on her many possessions. Her wood-worn vanity and matching dresser. Her blue closet door holding all her nice school and work outfits. Shelves full of old stuffed animals, trophies, and dolls. Then they landed on her bed and her purple comforter and matching pillowcases, her bedspread was orange. The colour of her walls was a faded blue, almost like a washed out jean colour. Her white bedside table held her alarm clock and a few cards that she found had bearable jokes. Then her eyes found their way back to the picture in her hands and sighed again. A knock came on her bedroom door. She threw the picture under her pillow before answering.
"Come in," she called out. Her mother poked her dark red head into the room and smiled brightly.
"I'm going to be going now, honey," she said. Amy nodded and smiled.
"Okay, mom," she replied.
"Your father will be home in two days," she told her daugther. Amy nodded in understanding. "I love you, honey."
"I love you too, mom," Amy said. Her mother then closed the door and Amy let out an exasperated sigh. She waited until she heard her mom's car pull away and grabbed her bookbag out of her closet. She quickly put her hoodie and slip-on vans on and left her room. She came back a few seconds later to grab the picture under her pillow. Then she was gone.