How To Save A Life…
M: Here's something different that I've written up and I hope you enjoy reading it fanfictioners! :D don't forget to R&R please!
(Emily's POV)
August 11th… this day was less than a week away, which totally sucked knowing what this day meant for me. I decided to do what I've always done when the day was just around the corner, I would hide like nothing was wrong and just go on with my day and hope something or someone else would distract me from thinking about the day that will always haunt my every thought and will never let me rest in peace.
I had just parked my car and walked out, when a familiar figure had passed right by me, that figure was none other than the young genius, Dr. Spencer Reid. Since what had happened in Colorado, with Ben Cyrus, Reid and I have grown to enjoy each others company, especially when it came to working as partners during out of town cases. I know he still feels guilty about what Cyrus had done to me, even though I knew that it was my choice to face the consequence of the beating he had given me that faithful day. I guess what had surprised me, when I told him that I would do what I did all over again, without a second thought, was the way his thumb stroke across my hand that he was holding. I couldn't help but smile at him, after he let go and returned to reading his book. I guess that's when I knew that I had more than a friendship feeling for Dr. Reid.
I had just gotten out of the elevator, when I saw both Garcia and JJ having their usual girl talk, while Hotch was in his office, Rossi was on the phone talking about his free days to do book signings, Morgan was having his usual teasing and talking with Reid, when I finally reached my desk and started on my share of reports, knowing that today was going to be a long day, even before I had entered the building.
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(Reid's POV)
I quickly walked into the bullpen, hoping that Morgan hadn't seen me. I was feeling a little down after I had had a conversation with my sponsor last night. It was rare that my cravings would keep me up at night, but for the third time since I've been on the wagon, as they say, I felt like I wasn't in control and I just wanted to focus on my work, finish it and return home where I would just read until my eyes couldn't remain open and I would hopefully drift off into a quiet sleep.
"There's my man!" Morgan said very cheerfully, "Wow, you look like hell man, who kept you up last night, how good was she? It was a she, right?" he would always ask that same damn question to him.
I was about to snap at him, when I saw Emily Prentiss walk into the bullpen and was already starting on her share of reports. Morgan turned to see what I was starring at.
"What are you looking at kid? Anyways so are you going to answer my question?"
"Just because I don't pick up girls like you do, which is like picking up garbage in a park by the way, doesn't mean you get to ask if the person was either male or female! Now please let me finish my work and get the hell out of here!" I snapped at my friend, before walking away, ignoring the fact I also had forgot my cup of disgusting coffee, sat at my desk and focused all my thoughts towards today's work if I wanted to leave here early.
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(Emily's POV)
I looked up from the current file I was looking into, when I heard Reid losing his cool with Morgan, which was something I never thought I would see since he knew that Morgan always did this to him every morning since they've met. After he sat at his desk, I gave him a concern look, to which he refused to acknowledge, before I saw Derek Morgan heading towards his office, looking and I would bet feeling bad for crossing the line with Reid not even a minute ago.
"Reid, I think you might have gone a little over board with Morgan. You know he's always done this. You could have just told him that you weren't in a g-" Reid slammed the file he had been holding and reading, before giving me a glare.
"Listen, I'm having a rough day and I don't want to be here and yet I am so please, stay out of it and stay off my damn back Emily"
"You think you're the only one with issues?" Great now I was losing my temper with him, "Just because I've been working here for almost five years doesn't mean I've told any of you anything but what I want you guys to hear about me and my past. So how about you shut your mouth before I break it!"
"Prentiss, Reid! My office now!" he barked at us, while giving us the usual scowled look.
After he closed the door, he ordered us to take a seat, "I think you both need the day off, so please take today off the deal with whatever it is you both need to deal with before we get called in for another out of town case. Am I clear?" he asked them with a serious tone in his voice.
"Yes, sir" we both said in union.
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(Normal POV)
After both agents had walked out of their boss's office, Prentiss quickly grabbed her bag and was now heading towards the elevator, with Reid not too far behind her. After the elevator door closed, they both stood there in pure silence, while the shaft was slowly making its way towards the parking garage of the bureau.
"What did I do for you to start snapping at me again?" she asked, with calmness in her voice.
"I'm going through a rough time right now Emily and I'm guessing you are to huh?" he slowly met her gaze.
"Yeah, listen I didn't mean what I said in the bullpen, the threat you know? I just need something to distract m…" both of their pagers rang, when they reached the parking area.
The message had said 'Conference room in 5', which got both agents to sigh in defeat. So much for their day off huh?
"You think we can work without killing anyone?" she asked with a sly grin on her face.
"I'm sure it's arrangeable" he answered her with a smile she had never seen him give to anyone before.
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(K's POV)
I can't believe after almost 11 years, there she stood walking next to a scrawny man, looking like they were about to leave, when out of nowhere they head back in. Do they know I'm here? I don't know if I should risk being killed or just be a chicken and let slip from my grasp again. I can't, I love her so and I'm sure she loves me still… I had to find out but I knew they were watching my every move, and the last thing I would want to do is to out her in danger once again. I'll return when they leave for their next strike…
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(Normal POV)
"We have a possible case here in D.C. everyone" JJ told the team as they had just begun to read the file, "There was a bombing attack in downtown about a week ago, the Police department assumed that it wasn't a terrorist attack but because of what happened yesterday, while we were heading home from Dallas, late last night another bomb was set off in a bank were fourteen people were killed, no known survivors" JJ finished, while showing the team through the slide show, the crime scene after the explosion had been set off. "The D.C. police department needs us to not only predict where they'll strike next, but they need to know if we're dealing who they suspect is behind the bombings"
"The Police department thinks that "the justice gods" terrorist group has something to do with this right?" Morgan told them.
"Yes but there have been other activities in the downtown areas that might actually implicate a copycat of that terrorist group, but they are both from the same origin except that one bombs off places that mean something to the citizens while in this case it looks like someone is trying to point the fingers at them or they are trying to say that no one is safe I this world, by bombing simple places like banks" Reid told what he thought about the case.
"So what do I tell the captain?" JJ asked Hotch.
"Tell him that will investigate in this case and about almost everything Reid said just now" he answered her, before telling everyone to get ready to head for the latest crime scenes, "Emily before you head down stairs I need you to come into my office for a minute or two"
"After she made sure her gun and case were full and loaded, her badge was on her and her ID, she walked up the short stairs and right into Hotch's office, where he asked her to shut the door and to take a seat.
"Is there a problem sir?" she asked, looking a little worried.
"I think you should sit out of this one Prentiss. I know about what happened 11 years ago, on August 11th, in Qatar… don't worry no one else knows except for me and of course your mother since she was the one who organized everything to look for you"
"Listen this has nothing to do with what happened in Qatar Hotch. We don't know if it's the same group or not. Now can I please head back to work?" she asked, while trying to be respectful to her boss.
"I need you to tell me that you can handle it Prentiss. You're a valued member of this team and I know that the 11th is coming soon, hence why you were on the edge today. Am I wrong?"
"I'll only say this once Hotch, I can handle this case and you calling me a survivor isn't going to bring my fiancée back to life is it now?" she told him before catching up with the rest of the team.
"No but surviving something torturous and seeing the one you love dead on the ground is something I understand…" he muttered to himself, before grabbing his things and walking to the elevator, "Alright this is what's going to happen. Rossi and I are going to go to the first crime scene, while JJ and Garcia look in on both the media and what's left of the security footage before the bomb went off in the bank, Morgan Reid and Prentiss you two head to the latest crime scene. Understood?"
The entire team nodded their agreement on the plan and was heading for the black SUV's.
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