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The rest of the end quote:

" [love] completes many things,

and warrants them to take effect,

where he who does not love would faint and lie down."

Yeah, that's pretty much it.  Oh, you wanted rational thought? I'm so sorry, tonight's Hotch ep has decircuited my brain. :)
 

there's nothing you can do that can't be done )
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Fic in-joke: Okay, apparently I completely missed where they were going with this when I wrote "The Bakery Bandit". Or, hopefully, we'll get that bit of it later. But: OH BABY GIRL.
We all wear masks, and the time comes when we cannot remove them without removing some of our own skin- Andre Berthiaume )
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The thing is, I've always been more partial to the Rossi episodes than I might let on. And this is no exception.

Eff Proust, I'll go with Mark Twain. )

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So, it's 10:05 EST, and I've been bawling for the past 10 minutes over a television show. And despite what people who shall remain my mother might say, I don't do this all that often. But like most people in this episode, I must defer to the power of forces greater than myself. Like the CM writing staff and cast.

The only thing you can trust is the ground beneath you. Until one day, it shifts. )
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I was so pissed in July when the news came. So pissed. But there's still so much I love about the show, and they've sucked me in for the time being.

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Disclaimers: No member of the Criminal Minds team belongs to me, they belong to Bernero, Gordon, et al. I just have lots of fun playing in their sandbox. And all the lyrics quoted here in belong to the Man in Black, used in homage.
Rating: FRC. Completely cracky fluff fic. Only a few scattered salty words.
Genre: Gen/Crack-Fic/Song-Fic/Friendship
Spoilers:  None. Set in the nebulous near-future.
Characters: Rossi POV, starring the whole team.

Note: Title from the lyrics of Johnny Cash's "A Boy Named Sue". This fic was written because a)I have an awesome and unhealthy love for Johnny Cash, and b) I was listening to a live version of "Boy Named Sue" at work the other day while thinking about CM. So then this fic screamed at me until I wrote it. :)

Summary: Karaoke!Fic. David Rossi is the Lord of Chaos, especially where Hotch is concerned. Nefarious doings ensue, involving beer, the "kids", and his secret knowledge of Hotch's musical tastes.


"But ya ought to thank me, before I die, / For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in the eye /Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you 'Sue'." )
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Disclaimers: No member of the BAU or the fictional FBI belongs to me, though I love them dearly. They are the playthings of Messrs. Gordon, Bernero, and Mundy.
Rating: FRT (No gore, lots of angst)
Genre: Gen/Future!Fic/Angst
Spoilers: Future!Fic, so everything up to 5x11 (especially for Season 5's opening arc)

Characters: David Rossi, Jack Hotchner; everyone else in mention.
Pairing:Garcia/Kevin
, JJ/Will

Notes:

a) Written for the  "Criminal Minds Gen-A-Thon II: It's Back Edition", in which you should all totally go participate.
b) Damn it, I try to write happy stuff, but Lady Angst, she has cruel wiles.
c)Title from "Saint George and the Dragon".
d) ETA: First story in what I am tentatively calling the Dragon'Verse.

Prompt: Rossi and Jack, ""fairytales do not tell children that dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairytales tell children that dragons can be killed.""

Summary: Future!Fic. 5 years after leaving the BAU for good, David Rossi gets a panicked midnight phone call from Quantico. Because some days, the dragon wins.

The dragon none to death might bring/ By any means they could invent/ His skin more hard than brass was found/That sword nor spear could pierce nor wound... )
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Okay....not a great episode, but it had a lot of pretty good moments within it. Can I have my own personal Garcia, please? )
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 Disclaimers: None of the members of the BAU Team, current or former, or John Blackwolf, belong to me, although I wish they did. Neither does Hotch’s dad, though I gave him a first name. The ER doc belongs to me, though. But I make nothing off this, only feedback and love. The title belongs to the late, great Robert Johnson, and his fantastic song.

Rating: FRT. Mentions of violence, injury and blood. Lots of psychic Hotch-whump.

 Spoilers: BIG HUGE AWFUL ONES for the end of 4.25/26, “To Hell and Back”.

 Genre:  Gen/Post-Ep/Angst/AU (due to the events of 5x01)

 Summary:  After being shot by George Foyet, Hotch is hovering between life and death. To survive, he will need the help of a few old friends. 
 

 

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 Disclaimers: I don’t own any members of the BAU team, or the beautiful folk song “The Logger Lover” that appears herein, please please don’t sue me, o powers that be.

 

Rating: K- Completely harmless.

 

Spoilers:  Up to 4.13. Set sometime before 4.14, after the return of JJ

Genre:  Friendship/Hurt-Comfort

Credit: The song that I know as “The Logger Lover”, that appears here, was written by James Stevens, and sung to me as a child.

 

Summary: Bickering, joking, shop talk, and some singing. Just another long night plane ride home for the BAU.

 

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fin

 

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