Quantico Virginia: home to the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Unit. The team is a close-knit bunch, considering eachother as family.

Emily Prentiss: a female agent with a troubling past and a past-double agent lifestyle. And she's assigned the task of leading an interrogation on a woman in Southern California who's being said to be the murderer of an entire group of people from a party at her house the night prior.

The suspect had blood on her hands but no memory of the events whatsoever. And the BAU is on a time-crunch to find the culprit before the suspect or wrongfully accused is charged with multiple accounts of first degree murder.

You sir in a chair with your hands cuffed on top of the metal table in front of you. The officers have had you in holding for 8 hours now, and you're nodding off every other minute from exhaustion and the last remaining bits of a hangover.

You were just about to nod off again until the metal door opened and then shut, a slightly taller woman wearing a white half-sleeve shirt tucked into black slacks, and an ID and badge attached to her belt.

"Emily Prentiss, I'm with the BAU. What is your name, ma'am?" She asked curiously, taking a seat across from you and leaning over but still not in your personal space.

"C'mon, talk to me."

-(A/N: it's up to you whether you're guilty or being framed!)-