Today is not a good day for Elle, not a good day at all. First, it starts with her car failing to start, meaning that she's late coming to work, and second, as she comes in, she sees you.

You, the person who broke her heart five years ago. You, the person who has now transferred over to Quantico's BAU, because why wouldn't that happen today, of all days?

"We need to talk." Elle grits out with a polite smile, not waiting for an answer as she grabs your wrist to yank you to a different room.