Sorry about the way too long wait :( I lost inspiration and it suddenly hit me when I was reading some fanfic that had something to do with hostages. I was like, BAM! I wanna update my standoff fic. WOO! Forgive me.

Disclaimer--Don't intend steal/claim anything like I may ever… I have no R word that would fit. Oh well, I tried. Point is that I don't own.

Enjoy!

"Anya, please," Emily tried desperately from her seat as she fought against the ropes that Anya had been smart enough to tie around both her wrists, ankles, and wrapped one around her, holding her back to the chair.

"No, Emily. I'm not giving you what I want you," she shook her head. "You're not getting it this time. No. I'm getting what I want this time and I want Matt. Now, just say that you'll give him up and all will be good."

"I can't," Emily shook her head. "I can't do that."

"Why not?" Anya asked. "We both get what we want. You get your life and I get Matt. Everyone's happy."

"I'm not happy," Emily argued softly.

"You've got your life. You should be happy. I could always take both things from you. All I'm asking you to do is break up with him. Revoke your claim, so to speak," Anya tried to convince her.

"So, you get him and get to be happy while I get a miserable excuse for a life?" Emily told her. Lord, she didn't know why she was practically telling Anya that her biggest weakness was losing Matt.

"Or, I could always just take him away completely," Anya made an almost pouting face at Emily as she twirled the gun. "You'd hate that even more. If I complete ripped him away. It'd just destroy you."

"You wouldn't do that," Emily argued. "You want him. You wouldn't kill him because then you wouldn't get him."

"I wouldn't doubt me, Emily. If I can't have him, why should I let you?" she was completely calm and that's what scared Emily the most. "Hm, he has a nice place here. It'd be nice to raise a family."

Emily winced at her words; she really didn't want to think about that. The thought Matt having a family with someone else almost made her cry. She took a couple deep breaths. Before looking up at Anya. Before she could say anything, the sound of an approaching car caught Anya's attention.

"That could be him. Think about what I said," Anya grabbed a knife and quickly cut the ropes, taking the remains with her as she fled out the back door. About four seconds later, Matt came running through the front door.

"Emily," he breathed and walked over, throwing his arms around her and pulling her close. "God, you didn't answer your phone and your keys weren't in the car where you left them."

She spotted them sitting beside the chair that Anya had occupied, "I grabbed them last night. I guess you didn't notice. I just missed the call, I guess. I'm sorry."

"I just over reacted," he sighed, letting her go and looking around. He spotted the broken glass and orange juice, "What happened?"

She laughed lightly, "I saw my reflection and thought it was somebody else. I just haven't gotten a chance to clean it up yet. Sorry."

He pulled her back into his arms and put his chin on her head, "It's okay. You just need to relax a little. Anya can't get you here."

Emily bit her upper lip and pulled a little away from him, "Matt…"

-x-

"Hey Emily, what's up?" Lia asked her friend as Emily walked into the intelligence room, noticing the slightly down look on her face.

"Uhm, I was just thinking lunch," Emily gave a smile that was obviously forced and put her hands on her stomach. "I'm starved."

"Sure, there's a new deli that's suppose to be to die for and it's only a five minute walk from here," Lia answered instantly jumping out of her seat. She walked over to Emily and gave her a worried look, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, fine," Emily smiled and Lia regarded her carefully. "Really."

"Okay," Lia sounded unconvinced but let it slide. "Let's go. I'm pretty hungry myself.

They walked down the street as Lia told Emily that Duff asked her on a date and that she was still considering it. They reasoned that she should probably go because it'd be fun. Though, Emily thought Lia should go because it was obvious that she liked him.

They reached the deli and ordered their sandwiches before taking a seat by the window. Emily sat there for a couple minutes, just staring out the window. Finally, Lia had enough of it, "Alright, Emily, spill it. What is wrong with you? You were barely into our conversation earlier and now your zoning out."

"I broke up with Matt," she said lowly and Lia caught the tear that slid down her cheek.

"Emily, what happened?" Lia was beyond concerned. She knew that Anya thing would have to get her, but she didn't think that Emily would actually break up with Matt.

-x-

Emily bit her upper lip and pulled a little away from him, "Matt…"

Matt held her at arms length, "What's the matter?"

"I've been thinking," she said softly, fighting her hardest not to let him see tears. "I think… I think, it'd be for the best if we broke up."

"Emily, you're just doing exactly what Anya wants," he argued, letting his arms slip off her arms and land by his side.

"No, Matt, I'm doing what I want," she told him. "This relationship, it is so roller coaster-ie. It's just one thing after another. I mean, where is it going? I've given up a lot for this. That Quantico task force, my reputation, my credibility, but where is this going?"

"Emily, come on, we made it through all that for a reason. It is going somewhere, you know this," Matt tried to reason as he reached out for her.

"No," she shook her head. "I don't know that."

She turned and walked away, grabbing her keys from the side table. She went out the front door and walked down the road until she felt she was far enough away to stop and call a cab. She sunk to the ground and finally allowed her tears to fall. She looked up as a shadow fell over her and the woman that was smiling down at her said, "Good girl."

-x-

"You did this for Anya? He was right, you are giving her what she wants!" Lia admonished, though not too harshly because she could tell that Emily was already upset.

Emily shook her head, "No, I am doing this for what I want. I want Matt to live. I'm not going to be selfish and cause him his life."

"Emily, you guys can get over this. Just talk to him and tell him what happened," Lia started.

"No!" Emily suddenly shouted. Then she quieted down, "No. He can't know. Lia can't tell him or Cheryl or anyone. We are going to work together and be partners."

"You already know that you two can't do that. You've tried once. You'll just end up tearing yourself up," Lia shook her head.

"It'll work this time. It has to. I can't lose him completely," Emily said sadly as she turned back to her sandwich and took a bite, leaving the conversation there.

So, I wasn't planning on breaking them up originally. It just seemed like a good place to go from there. Once again, sorry for the forever wait. Review with your thoughts.