One shots involving an oc and tv shows

Alex blake sh comfort fic

Agent Alex Blake, a seasoned linguistics expert and profiler, had seen a lot of darkness in her years with the Behavioral Analysis Unit, but the enigma that was the team's youngest agent, MJ Greyson, was something she hadn't anticipated. A child prodigy, MJ was a brilliant mind trapped in a young body, but there was a depth of pain in her eyes that Alex couldn't overlook.

On a flight back from a case, Alex noticed something alarming. MJ's sleeve had rolled up while she was engrossed in her report, revealing a series of scars that made Alex's heart contract with worry. She knew she had to approach the situation delicately.

Moving across the plane, Alex took a seat next to MJ. "MJ, we need to talk," she said softly, her voice filled with concern.

MJ looked up, her eyes guarded. "About what, Agent Blake?"

Alex took a deep breath, "About your arm, MJ."

MJ's face hardened, her demeanor instantly becoming defensive. "There's nothing to talk about. It's none of your business."

Alex, however, was not deterred. "When it's about a member of my team, it is my business. Let me see your arm, MJ."

"I don't owe you any explanations," MJ retorted, her voice shaking slightly.

Ignoring her protests, Alex gently rolled up her sleeve, revealing a horrifying collection of scars and fresh wounds. Her heart clenched at the sight, a wave of protectiveness washing over her.

"Why, MJ?" Alex asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

MJ's walls crumbled, and she broke down, revealing her dreadful reality of abusive foster parents she was forced to return to after every case. Alex felt a surge of anger and determination.

"We can't let this continue, MJ," Alex vowed, her voice filled with resolve. "I'll do whatever it takes to help you."

Alex fought relentlessly to get MJ out of her abusive foster home. She faced resistance from Child Protective Services, but she refused to back down. After weeks of tireless effort, she succeeded. The court granted her full custody of MJ.

Life seemed to settle into a new rhythm. MJ moved in with Alex, and she began to feel safe. But the trauma of her past was far from over.

One afternoon, during lunch, Alex noticed a spot of blood on MJ's sleeve. Her heart dropped, and she realized with a sinking feeling that MJ had relapsed. Swiftly, she took MJ to the hospital, where her wounds were treated.

"We're going to get you the help you need, MJ," Alex promised, her voice filled with resolve. "You're not alone anymore."

Alex arranged for a therapist to work with MJ, navigating the complex maze of trauma and recovery. She was there for MJ through therapy sessions, sleepless nights, and tearful breakdowns.

Through all the trials and tribulations, Alex stood by MJ. She saw in her a brilliant, resilient young agent who was fighting to overcome her past. MJ, in turn, found not just a guardian but a family in Alex.

Together, they navigated the path of healing, forming an unbreakable bond along the way. They were more than just colleagues, they were family. And family never gives up on each other.