The Shrink Is In
Disclaimer: CBS owns all the best shows, especially Criminal Minds.
Summary: Emily goes to see a shrink...
A/N: As I mentioned before with a few of my other stories but I need to be specific, this is one of my favorite series and I am so embarrassed that I let it be riddled with mistakes for so long. Anyways this one and it's sequels will be re-posted as a multi chapter of oneshots.
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Joseph Heller said, "Every writer I know has trouble writing."
Emily was led into the shrinks' office and she sighed 'I really hate shrinks.'
The brunette sat in the visitor's chair across from the older smiling doctor, that made her start picking at her nails.
"So tell me why you're here?" Dr. Hart asked, picking up a pen "What seems to be troubling your mind?"
Emily raised an eyebrow at the older woman "I can't believe I'm here."
"There's nothing wrong with talking to someone." Dr. Hart replied "So what brings you in today?"
"There's been these rumors circling around about me" Emily answered biting her lip "Really inappropriate stories."
Dr. Hart furrowed her brow "What kind of rumors?"
"About me being a sex addict, a home wrecker, a stalker who sleeps with the members of my team" Emily answered quickly without pausing for breath "Who keeps getting physically abused, kidnapped, raped and... that I'm desperate for a baby."
"Who'd say such awful things about you?" Dr. Hart asked horrified.
Emily bowed her head in shame. letting her hair fall in her face, "A website."
"A website? This is on the internet?" Dr. Hart asked "Who would write such terrible things?"
"Fanfiction" Emily muttered.
"Fanfiction?" Dr. Hart repeated "What's Fanfiction?"
The brunette lifted her head to stare the doctor in the face, a look of serious loathing grew on her face.
"A website on the internet where people can write stories about characters, placing people who have nothing in common and put them together" the brunette agent told the doctor "That's were people put me with Hotch, Morgan, Dave, Reid, JJ hell even Garcia."
"They say you're involved with your team?" Dr. Hart said wide eyed.
"That's not even the worst part" Emily said picking at her nails "They put me together in a romantic relationship with Ian Doyle."
"The man you had to go undercover to arrest?" Dr. Hart said intrigued.
Emily nodded "They write stuff about how I'm in love with him, or how I'm kidnapped and brainwashed into being Lauren again. Or how I'm with him cheating on Hotch..."
"They say you're having an a willing affair with him?" Dr. Hart said.
"Like I'd even want him!" Emily bellowed in anger "That man single handedly ruined my life, and the lives of countless others. Like I would ever have real feelings for him."
"Emily..." Dr. Hart said lightly "Words are written but they cannot physically hurt you..."
"I know that" Emily said annoyed "It's just... what do these people think of me? Or rather do they think so little of me, that they think I'm some needy, clingy, desperate woman?"
"You are not that woman, Emily" Dr. Hart reiterated "You are a strong, brave and courageous woman, and your team knows that. You are Emily Prentiss."
"I know that" Emily nodded, "But do they?"
"Who?" Dr. Hart asked, looking confused.
"Them" Emily said turning her head to the readers "Do they know that?"
Emily smirked at the audience, "I know this is all fun and games, but remember we're people too."
Dr. Hart raised an eyebrow at Emily, "There's no one out there."
"They're always out there" Emily stood up, heading for the door, "But I guess I can't let it rule me. After all there is only one Emily Prentiss."
Emily walked out the door bumping into Hotch.
"Sorry" Emily said walking past him.
"No problem" Hotch said watching the brunette leave, then knocked on the psychiatrist door.
"Can I help you?" Dr. Hart asked Hotch.
"I need help." Hotch replied walking over to sit in the empty chair.
"With what?" Dr. Hart asked.
"My addiction to Fanfiction" Hotch replied, shaking his head rubbing his palm across his forehead "More specifically Hotch-Prentiss pairings."
"Excuse me?" Dr. Hart asked.
"I write a lot of stories about Emily Prentiss and I being a couple." Hotch said.
"Oh boy." Dr. Hart rubbing her temples.
"The role of writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say." Anais Nin
To Be Continued...
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