I'm late, I'm late, I'm late!   I know!  Cinco's drabble is giving me fits about the ending, so instead of sitting around stuck on it, I went ahead with the next few prompts.  My apologies, lovely cincoflex, I will have yours as soon as I can.  Please forgive me; it's been awhile since I've tackled ST:TNG.

For kosmickway, who requested Hotch/JJ from Criminal Minds.

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For Heike, who requested a "traditional Italian Christmas" with Rossi/Prentiss from Criminal Minds.  It's not *quite* what you asked for, hon, but I hope you like it!  *mwah*

Silent Night

“SAL!” comes the shout from the living room, and Emily almost flinches as she leans against the front door, trying to decide if she should even bother shutting it ( Read more... )

For Shelly, who wanted "baby's first Christmas".  Hope this is ok!

In Whose Gentle Arms He Lay

“You know,” he begins, “I never really lost my love for Christmas.  It got… tainted… there for awhile.  Wasn’t what it was supposed to be.”

He’s thinking of a specific case, the worst of his career up to that point; three children whose lives were ( Read more... )