Sorry everyone, I have a seriously CoD addiction today and this isn't a story, it's a poem about CoD :) I think it turned out rather nicee:D
The detective followed his gut all the time
He could solve any case, any size crime
The profiler, she worked just by-the-book
It didn't matter how much work it took
The two opposite people, they became partners that day
For a year, they worked like that, partners they did stay
Best friends, accomplices, many people thought more
But they didn't even begin to open that door
Maybe deep down, they harbored feelings for the other
But the profiler did go after another
The lawyer, handsome, hardworking, and brave
The profiler, to him, her heart she gave
He took it, he broke it, and he left her alone
Her heart could not quickly be re-sewn
But the detective, he waited, patient as could be
For the moment she looked with her heart and did see
As the rest of the onlookers so often thought
Each other's hearts, they should have sought
The partners, the best friends, they were the perfect pair
But then in had to walk District Chief Blaire
He made the profiler return to the FBI
The two finally parted, forced to say goodbye
Never knowing, never trying, never finding their love
But Mal Fallon was used to that, something he was getting sick of
He followed her back to Washington D.C.
He drove to her house, on his lips a simple plea
He confessed his feelings for her, and what more
She answered with a kiss; more than he could have hoped for
Now the two, they're married, they have a kid as well
But us, the loyal fans, we always could tell
They were meant to be, they belonged, they clicked
It was something all of us fans could easily predict.
Please, please, please review? Pleaseee? XD