A/N Sorry for taking so long:) This is the last chapter! Sorry, folks!:P

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Hell!

The team barely left the waiting room for the next 34 hours, besides when someone had to get them something to eat. They knew it wasn't good for anyone's back to be sleeping in a chair, but neither of them felt that they could leave Emily since something could happen at any time. Garcia had even flown in even if Morgan had told her that she didn't need to be her, but who was he to stop her? By the time the doctor finally came back to talk to them all of them were awake, sitting impatiently shaking their legs or pacing the waiting room. When spotting the doctor the seated agents rose and the pacing ones stopped. She had to be fine if the doctor would come at only 34 hours, right? They did try to read his facial expression to determent what the news was going to be. By the looks of it, it wasn't good news. He didn't need to ask for the family of Emily Prentiss since they were all standing in front of him as soon as he got out there.

"I'm sorry to tell you this, but they just started with the surgery because the leak didn't want to stop. If only, it got worse. We are, however, very confident that she will live through this surgery."

The doctor had probably meant for that to calm the agents down, but none of them had even thought about that she could die while they fixed her up.

"I-it's possible she might die?" Garcia asked, tears already forming in her eyes.

"I'm afraid so, but like I said: we're confident that she will make it through."

That was the best they would get. The doctors were confident that she would make it through, but she could die if anything didn't go according to plan. All there was left to do was to wait and maybe pray a little. Emily sure as hell needed God on her side right now.

The doctor left the agents and they all sat down to try to calm themselves a little.

Reid didn't know what time it was when another doctor, one they hadn't seen before, walked into the waiting room. He was still wearing his green scrubs, which were all bloody from the surgery, and he came bearing news about their friend. Reid just had this feeling in the pit of his stomach that something had gone wrong when the doctor approached them all. Somehow everything seemed darker now and he could barely hear what the doctor said, being so nervous. But he did hear to small words from his mouth that explained it all.

"I'm sorry…"

And just like that everyone broke down. Garcia was clinging to a crying Morgan, not really being able to stand on her feet. JJ had seemed to have lost her breath and was backing away towards her seat with wide eyes. Rossi just turned himself away and wouldn't let anyone see that he too was crying. And Hotch… he tried to hold it all together, but Reid saw his eyes watering. Although, Reid wouldn't quite buy that charade. He had seen it all before. So he walked up to his superior and grabbed his shirt, shaking him with all his force.

"You can't do this to us again! Adam is in jail… He won't come back to hurt her. We don't need to pretend she's dead." Reid had started to scream at the older man, who didn't know what had gotten in to him. "Just tell us the truth instead!"

"Reid, calm down! She's dead, Reid. I'm sorry, but she won't come back."

It was JJ who had, surprisingly enough, risen from her seat and started shouting out the truth. Because it was the truth. Emily had fallen of the roof and hit her head enough to cause internal bleeding which now had taken her life, all because a couple of brothers with the last name Ferris who were both currently in prison. Reid released his grip on Hotch and turned to JJ to give her a big hug and the tears began to flow down his cheeks, onto JJ's shoulder. There would be so much to do now with Emily gone. Were they supposed to plan the funeral? It should be her mother's job, but don't they know her a little better than the ambassador? They would know what music she would like and what texts to read, not her mother. Everything was on their shoulders now.

"Shh, Spencer…" JJ soothed him. "It's going to be okay. Spence! Spence!"

The last two words sounded so close to him, but still so far away. And they kept on coming until his eyes flew open.

"What?" was the first thing he said and looked around the room. The team wasn't there besides JJ, who stood leaned over him.

"You must have fallen asleep and we didn't want to wake you, but you started to stir. I just wanted to make sure that you're okay."

"Mhmm…" He was now when he knew he might have been dreaming, but he was still somewhat afraid. "Where is everyone?"

"They're all in with Emily! She's finally awake! Everything went really well and she should be able to travel back with us tomorrow." JJ said happily.

Reid sighed in relief and got up from where he was sitting. He followed JJ to where Emily was staying and they knocked three times on the door before stepping inside. It was so good to see her alive and well. His dream was the worst dream he could possibly have, but he couldn't help but to wonder how long he had been out if she both had finished surgery and woken up. But he was dancing with joy inwardly, but to the people around he only showed a smile.

"How are you doing?" he asked softly.

"I'm doing great, considering." Emily smiled.

And that was that. They started talking about everything, forgetting all about the reason why Emily had gotten there in the first place. Everything was finally good.

It had been a week since they'd arrived back into D.C. Isobel had gone back to her foster mom, with the promise of playing with Emily once in a while, and Adam had joined his brother in prison. Emily was still not allowed back at work, but still she found herself in the elevator a Tuesday morning. Although, it wasn't the BAU she was heading for. She knew she had to do one more thing before she could leave everything behind her. She stepped out of the elevator and walked past office door after office door until she finally stopped in front of the one she was looking for. Knocking a few times, she stepped in when a voice told her she could and she came face to face with the woman she had confided everything in and put in the most difficult place.

"Hey, Julianne." Emily smiled.

"Agent Prentiss, I'm so glad to see you're okay." Emily's old therapist said and rose from her seat.

"Yeah, about that… I think I owe you a major apology." Emily said. "What I put you through wasn't fair at all. I made you helpless and you had to live with my life on your conscience."

"Eh, don't worry about it. I know that you had been going through something and well…" she paused when Emily raised her eyebrows. "I will accept that apology and I appreciate that you came here."

Emily approached the woman and gave her a hug before waving goodbye and leaving the office. Now, she could finally put everything behind her. Even if there would be some scars, both physical and emotional, that would remind her of this hell, but Emily Prentiss was okay. Or she would be soon.

"When everything seems to be going against you, remember that the airplane takes off against the wind, not with it."

Henry Ford

A/N That's it! Sorry for scaring you a little;P I hope you liked it!

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