A/N: This is a story that has been going through my head for a really long time. I haven't written much of it yet so I can't promise that the updates will be as regularly as my other stories. I will make sure that I will update at least once a week. I don't want there to be a longer period between updates. Right now, I want to finish my other story first. I know this chapter is really short but I would like to know if this story is worth continuing. The prologue is when Hotch and JJ see each other for the first time after ten years.
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''There's this place in me where your fingerprints still rest, your kisses still linger, and your whispers softly echo. It's the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me.''
Gretchen Kemp
Prologue
Before she could finish her sentence to the nurse standing next to her bed, the door to the examination room opened.
She suddenly lost all of her words. Not only did she lose her words, she lost her coordination. He gave her the exact same feeling as he did ten years ago. She never thought about the possibility of seeing him again. The man, who used to make her lose her footing was standing a few feet away from her. How could she prepare herself? Prepare herself to see the man who meant everything to her when she was just a teenager. The man that made her feel things she had never experienced before. And even now he affected her as much as he had in the past.
Their gazes met and locked, pulling her back into the reality of the situation. A wave of emotion and old feelings hit her. She felt utterly powerless. How could she still feel this way? She had been all over the world. She had her romantic flings, she dated and she had met someone else. But how was it possible to have those feelings resurface or let alone feel them the exact same way, or even more impossible, feel them multiplied by ten times.
Nothing had changed about him. Sure, he was more mature but he was even more handsome if he possibly could be. His features had definitely matured over the years, which wasn't a surprise to her. His dark eyes radiated the same warmth as they used to.
Looking at her he felt like he was back in his twenties again. His eyed traced along the delicate features of the woman who had meant the world to him. He suddenly felt like he could faint. He almost lost his footing when she stared back at him. Her piercing blue eyes looked so different. The joy was replaced by pain. God, she was sexy. She still had the same look but there was also something really different about her. Her piercing blue eyes seemed to hold all the mysteries of the world along with pain and suffering in them. Those eyes used to be filled with joy. Back then, he had known each part of her face and body. He actually believed he had known her and that he still would if he ever saw her again. But she just seemed different in a mysterious way. It looked like her innocence was shattered and she looked broken in every meaning of the word.