Hey, so this is my second attempt at a Criminal Minds fanfiction, it focuses on an OC and Prentiss, with dashes of our beloved team thrown in. Lady loving ahead, don't like, don't read. Hope you guys enjoy. :) Also a couple lines are taken directly from the show, let me know if you find them in the reviews. :)

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Allyson Pierce sighed deeply as she threw on her jacket, one more night in Copley ER and she was finally going home. If she were honest with herself, going back to her small empty apartment was far more depressing than spending the rest of her Valentines day night in the ER. She stretched and pulled on her messenger bag, as she exited the locker room and started to leave a curtain slid open. "Hey hot stuff." Allyson groaned and turned in the direction of the voice. There sat her friend and co-worker Zach on a wheely stool, he stood and closed the curtain behind him. "Can you please help me with this cast?" Zach asked hopefully. Allyson looked to the door and pouted. "I know, but this woman is with the FBI and it's her bosses kid, she's freaking out, and now the kid is freaking out. " Zach said and nodded to the closed curtain. "He's tired and scared and you're the only other person here I trust not to scare him, any more than necessary anyway."

Allyson sighed and pulled off her bag. "You know," she said and shoved it in his hands. "I'm not a wet nurse, contrary to everyone else's beliefs." She shed her jacket and held it out, which Zach grabbed instantly.

"I love you so much, thank you. Has anyone told you how beautiful you look today? Cause you look great." Zach babbled as Allyson walked over to the curtain. She slid it open and smiled at the two in the room. A young boy was on the gurney looking tired and scared, with his left arm on a stand ready to be cast, and a woman standing beside him looked absolutely terrified.

"Hi," Allyson paused as she checked his chart, "Jack." She smiled at the boy as she hung the chart back on her bed. "I'm Allyson and I'm gonna do your cast for you. You ready?" Allyson asked.

"I want to go home." Jack said looking at the new woman.

"I know sweetie" Allyson said as she walked up to him. "I'm gonna put your cast on and you're going to be out of here in no time, okay?" Allyson asked. Jack nodded and Allyson ran her fingers through his hair. "Good boy, did you pick a color for your cast?"

"No." Jack mumbled.

"What color do you want sweetie?" Allyson asked as she ran her fingers through his hair. "We have blues, and greens, red, purple, black, white."

"Can I have black?" Jack asked quietly.

"Don't you want to get one your friends can sign?" Allyson asked carefully. Jack just shrugged apparently indifferent. "Than black it is, Zach will you please go and get some-"

"On it!" Zack said and rushed away, leaving the curtain open.

"How long will he be in the cast?" The woman asked quietly.

Allyson glanced up at her, after briefly forgetting her presence. She glanced at the x-ray. "It's not a bad break, probably six weeks or so. The doctor should have told you though, who did you see?"

"Doctor Roman." The woman said confidently, Allyson rolled her eyes. "Is that bad? Do we need a second opinion?" The woman asked suddenly anxious.

"No" Allyson said gently as she smiled down at the boy who now looked anxious. "She just forgets what she has to tell people sometimes." Allyson walked over to the x-ray and stared at it closely, the woman walked over and stood beside her.

"This is my bosses son, and Jack is the only thing he has left, if we need a better doctor to look this over I want one." She murmured quietly.

"I promise, Doctor Roman is competent, she just forgets bedside manner. See that?" Allyson said pointing to the x-ray.

"Yeah, she set the bone and left while he was crying." The woman said sounding annoyed.

"Emily." Jack whined, Emily turned and frowned.

"I'm sorry bud." Emily said and turned back around to Jack. Allyson walked over to Jack and leaned against his bed.

"So how did you break it?" Allyson asked.

"I was playing soccer with some friends and I slipped in the grass, slid into the goal post." Jack looked a little embarrassed so Allyson smiled.

"Did you get the goal?" Allyson asked.

"Yup." Jack said proudly.

"Good boy!" Allyson said and ruffled his hair. Zach returned holding an armful of supplies, he dumped them on the foot of the bed and Allyson raised an eyebrow at the multitude of colors.

"I figured you could see the colors and if any other ones interest you we could use them." Zach explained, he began to model the colors while Allyson turned Emily back around to the x-ray.

"You need to calm down, you're freaking him out." Allyson murmured.

"I am not." Emily said sounding offended.

"He means a lot to you, and it's okay to worry, but he is tired and scared, he might cry when I set the cast and you need to tell him it's going to be okay, and you need to mean it, yeah?" Allyson asked. Emily looked like she was going to protest and Allyson continued "you don't have to argue with me whether you're calm or not, just be ready okay?" Emily nodded and they turned back as Jack struggled to pick between blue and green.

Allyson walked over to his broken arm and took a seat, "I'm gonna move the stand away, you need to keep your arm still okay?" Allyson asked with a calm voice. Jack nodded but winced as Allyson moved the stand away.

"Em, what color do you think Jack should get?" Allyson asked as she helped to stabilize his arm.

"I like the blue and green, but I think the blue is better, it matches most of your shirts." Allyson held her hand out behind her and Zach instantly put the sleeve into her hand. Allyson slid it up with ease and began to wrap it in white gauze.

"I don't know the blue is pretty cool, but this green is amazing in the sun light, it almost glows." Zach commented, he stood next to Emily, keeping Jack's attention away from his arm.

Jack grimaced. "Maybe we should stick with black."

Allyson looked up and raised an eyebrow at Emily. "You don't want people to make a big deal about you getting hurt?" Allyson guessed as she directed her attention to Jack. He nodded. "Why?" Allyson asked. Jack shrugged and Allyson frowned. "Do you not want people to fuss over you?"

"Sort of." Jack admitted.

"You know breaking a bone isn't a bad thing, it doesn't make you fragile." Allyson commented as she continued to wrap his arm.

"No one else got hurt." Jack said pointedly.

"A no one else made an awesome play like you did" Allyson said, "no one can say that wasn't cool."

"I cried in front of my friends." Jack said sounding disappointed.

"I cry in front of my friends all the time." Zach said, he nodded as Jack directed his attention back to him. "It's true, and crying is a good thing, it helps you deal with emotions. If anyone picks on you about it just tell them it made you feel better."

"Or if they've never had a broken bone before you could offer to break their arms and see if they cry." Allyson smirked at Jack's amused expression and Emily's horrified one. "I'm just kidding, don't do that," Allyson said and patted his shoulder.

"I can't believe you just said that." Zach chuckled, Emily glared at him, and then back at Allyson.

"I think Emily's mad at me, what do you think?" Allyson asked nodding to the other woman. Jack looked at her and grinned before facing Allyson.

"Yeah" Jack said almost happily.

"The kid is a sweet heart, don't worry" Allyson said to Emily whose glare only intensified. "Oh come on, I bet you have a great smile" Allyson teased, Emily gave a small side smile and Allyson grinned, "I was wrong, you have a gorgeous smile." She turned her attention back to Jack, "so which color would you like?" Allyson asked as she straightened up in her seat.

"Blue or green," Jack decided.

"I vote green, it's a bit brighter and more noticeable. You're gonna look so cool, everyone's gonna want to sign it." Allyson promised.

Jack looked to Emily whose expression was significantly softened. "Is green okay?" he asked.

"Whatever color you want sweetie," Emily said gently.

"Green please" Jack said as he turned back to Allyson.

"Okay, Zach can you get rid of the rest of these and bring back a few more rolls of green?" Allyson asked.

"Sure." Zach said and grabbed the other rolls as Allyson began to work on the first one.

"So, how do you like Emily as your baby sitter?" Allyson asked, allowing her gaze to briefly flicker up to Emily's face.

"I like it, we always have fun." Jack said and smiled at his sitter.

"That's good, so your dad is out on a date?" Allyson asked.

"Yeah, he's out with his girlfriend seeing a play in New York." Jack said and shrugged "she's nice too I guess."

"Well I bet he's having a great time. Does your dad know you broke your arm yet?" Allyson asked carefully.

"Phone goes straight to voicemail, he's probably in the theater right now." Emily said, Allyson nodded. It was standard procedure to keep immediate family involved, but if he couldn't be reached there was nothing to do.

"Well I bet your dad is gonna love the green" Allyson said and smiled as Zach came in with more green rolls.

"Sorry" Zach commented as he dropped the rolls on the bed. Allyson opened her mouth to question why he was sorry when a man suddenly appeared in the entry way. He was dressed in a tux with the tie undone and the collar loosened.

"Allyson, I'd like to speak with you if you have a minute." Emily watched as Allyson tensed, she did not want to talk to him in the least.

"I'm busy, we can talk later." Allyson said as she returned her attention to Jack's arm.

"Zachary, take over." The man commented he stepped forward and Jack jerked back.

"I want her to do it." Jack blurted out, Allyson looked up and smiled at him.

"I'll finish here and I'll come out to talk to you." Allyson said to the man. He glared at her and retreated, Zach closed the curtain and Allyson smiled at Jack. "You're such a sweetheart," Allyson commented.

Jack blushed and looked away, Emily stepped closer to the bed. "So who is that?" Emily asked.

"That's Doctor Fitch." Allyson said suddenly paying very close attention to the cast.

Emily looked to Zach who leaned over. "Her ex, slept with Dr. Roman, and is now holding her cat hostage as a new form of emotional abuse."

"That's not a euphemism either, he's actually got my cat." Allyson said without looking up.

"I'm sorry" Jack said gently. Allyson smiled and stood, gently kissing his forehead.

"Don't worry about that, just hang out here for a bit, I'll check on you before I go home." Allyson promised, she left the make shift room and Zach sighed deeply.

"Is she going to be okay?" Emily asked.

"I wouldn't be, but I'm not her." Zach said and shrugged.

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Emily walked outside and turned around the hospital corner. She was looking for a private place to call Hotch, but a familiar someone was standing right around the corner. "Hey," Emily said gently.

Allyson looked over and nodded. "Hey," she said quietly.

"You okay?" Emily asked as she got closer.

"I'm fine." Allyson said and exhaled slowly. She turned her attention back to the road and tried to ignore the agent beside her.

Emily leaned against the brick wall, "I work for the behavior analysis unit for the FBI. I know what it means when you react that way to someone."

Allyson let her head loll to the side. "He never hit me."

"He doesn't have to hit you for it to be abuse." Emily said gently, she reached out and Allyson stepped away from the wall.

"I'm gonna go say good night to Jack, if you guys have any questions Zach or Dr. Roman can answer them. If anything comes up you can call us and we'll help in any way we can." Allyson said before turning to leave.

"Hey," Emily called out gently. The nurse turned and face her, but didn't speak. "Happy Valentines day." Emily said and smiled.

Allyson chuckled and gave a small sweet smile that almost broke Emily's heart. "Happy Valentines day, Emily." Emily didn't comment on the puffiness of her eyes, or how she hoped things would get better, she just watched her leave before she dialed Hotch's number.

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The next morning Emily woke up with a feeling of unease. Hotch was coming home, and he hadn't been angry about his son breaking his arm, but it didn't mean he wouldn't be more apprehensive about leaving Jack in Emily's care. Emily slid out of bed and began her morning routine. Her apartment was large and beautiful, similar to her apartment in London. Much like her apartment in London it also came with a feeling of loneliness. Emily had returned to the BAU because she missed her family, Clyde had been floored when Emily asked to step down. In the end he understood, and encouraged her to do what felt right.

After a quick shower Emily began to make waffles, she promised Jack he could have waffles while he was at her place and she fully intended on delivering. As soon as the batter hit the waffle iron she heard Jack stumbling into the bathroom. Emily smirked and was quickly joined by the young boy with the messed up hair. "How's the arm feel?" Emily asked.

"It's okay." Jack said and shrugged, he examined his cast and a smile graced his face when he saw the Yoda head drawn on it. Emily hadn't seen Allyson after went back inside, apparently she visited with Jack, and drew a Yoda head on the cast when he mentioned how much he loved Star Wars. "I liked that nurse, she was nice." Jack commented.

"Me too" Emily said and thought back to the woman from the day before. She was very pretty, and she was good with kids. Emily frowned as she realized she was chasing someone who had just finished a relationship with a male doctor. Chasing straight girls, rookie move, Emily reminded herself.

"What time is my dad coming home?" Jack asked as Emily shoveled a waffle out of the iron and onto a plate. "Thanks" Jack added as she slid the waffle over to him.

"Sometime this afternoon." Emily said and looked at Jack. "Miss him?"

"Yeah," Jack admitted and shrugged. "What are you going to do after I go home?"

Emily smiled at Jack's inquiry. "I'm not sure, I might just stay home and get ready for the week, pack some lunches, do laundry, all that boring stuff." Emily said and gave Jack a smile.

"I think my dad is going to have another date this Saturday, if you babysit can I come here?" Jack asked tentatively.

Emily felt a pang in her chest, Jack was such a sweet boy. For some reason he enjoyed spending time with Emily and Rossi the most. Rossi was Uncle Dave, but Emily was always just Emily, she couldn't figure out his sudden interest. "You'd have to ask your dad, but if he was okay with it, I would be okay with it."

"Thanks" Jack said with a bright smile.

"Of course, eat your waffle before it gets cold." Emily instructed.

The rest of the day went smoothly, Jack and Emily went and saw a movie and returned to the apartment just before Hotch returned. As soon as the doorbell rang Emily heard Jack run for the door. She emerged from her study and was surprised to find Hotch alone with his son.

"…the coolest nurse ever, she even drew Yoda on my cast, see?" Jack inquired as he pointed out the drawing.

"Very cool" Hotch commented, he smiled at Emily. "You got your stuff together?" Hotch asked.

"Yup I'll go get my bag." Jack said and fled the room.

"I'm so sorry Hotch, he just slid and hit the-"

"Emily it's okay, kids get hurt." Hotch said and nodded. He looked very refreshed, and about ten years younger

Emily smiled briefly and looked out the door. "Where's Ashley?"

"I dropped her off at home, I figured Jack and I could spend some time together." Emily nodded and Hotch continued to speak "so were there any problems at the hospital?"

"No, the nurse we saw was very understanding, I don't think there's going to be anything from CPS." Emily said and nodded.

"What about the doctor?" Hotch asked.

Emily scoffed and looked around to make sure Jack wasn't around. "She won't do anything, she was terrible. She couldn't have cared less about Jack." Hotch frowned deeply. "Yeah, the first nurse we got couldn't calm Jack down so he brought in this other nurse who was headed out. She calmed him down, and then she calmed me down, and she got the cast on him no problem."

"What were the names of the doctor and the nurse?" Hotch asked.

"Doctor Roman, and the nurse's name was Allyson, I didn't get a last name." Emily said and pursed her lips.

"All right, I'll have flowers sent over to the nurse, and I'll ask about the doctor." Hotch said and nodded.

"You know I could bring the flowers over. I mean I'm sure there are a few Allyson's that work there, at least I know who I'm looking for," Emily said earning a smirk from Hotch.

"Do I detect ulterior motives?" he questioned.

Emily nodded. "Sort of, she had a really rough day yesterday, and I just want to make sure she's okay."

"Maybe a late lunch would work better than flowers." Hotch suggested.

"Hotch I'm pretty sure she's straight, her ex boyfriend is a doctor there." The disappointment in Emily's tone wasn't lost on Hotch.

"Well it's worth a try, go in and ask what kind of flowers she likes, and say your boss is making you do it." Emily opened her mouth to respond but Jack showed up and Emily wasn't sure what to say.

"Bye Emily" Jack said and hugged her tightly.

"Bye Jack." Emily said and squeezed him back.

"So I'll have that information by tomorrow morning?" Hotch asked with a grin. Emily opened her mouth to protest but Hotch cut her off. "No excuses, have a good day Emily." Hotch left with a huge grin and Emily couldn't help but feel a little grateful. She did want to check on the nurse, and now she did have an excuse.

Emily retreated to her bathroom and double checked her makeup before driving to the hospital. The whole way over she questioned whether or not she should even pursue the nurse. She knew she wanted to at least get to know her. As Emily parked her car and walked into the ER she realized it was far quieter than it had been the night before. Emily couldn't help but wonder how many people were brought to the ER because of self inflicted injuries.

"Can I help you?" the nurse working the front desk asked.

"Yeah, I was here last night with Jack Hotchner-" Emily stopped speaking as a new nurse rolled over in a wheeley chair. She recognized her from the night before, she was working the desk, and had seen Emily's badge.

"Agent Prentiss, how can we help you?" she asked politely, the other woman got wide eyed as she looked at the woman.

"I was actually looking to talk to the nurse from last night, Allyson…" Emily trailed off.

"Pierce," the nurse from the night before supplied. "As luck has it, she's working today, and she should be right through those doors, go right in." The nurse said happily.

"Thanks, have a good day." Emily said and went through the double doors that led into the emergency room. She looked around and smiled when she saw the blonde at the workstation. Allyson was seated next to Zach, but they were both working silently. She had her head propped up on her hand, her fingers were woven through her blonde locks and she was focused on a chart in front of her, her right hand was quickly writing in the file. The red scrubs she was wearing the previous day were replaced by light blue ones. Emily stepped up to the counter and Allyson looked up.

"Hey" she said and stood, she looked around and frowned. "Where's Jack?" she asked.

"His dad came and got him this morning, he's fine." Emily said reassuring the caregiver.

"Oh, okay, how can I help you?" Allyson asked.

"My boss wants to send you flowers, and he wanted me to ask what your favorite kinds of flowers were." Emily chuckled as Allyson's golden skin took on a faint blush.

"That is beyond not necessary" Allyson said and sat back down. "I was just doing my job." She said and shrugged.

"Yeah, but his son is the most important thing to him, and you were really fantastic last night." Allyson shook her head at Emily's compliment. "Well, at least let me take you to lunch as a thank you."

Allyson flushed even brighter and she tried to repress the smile that was gracing her face. "That's so sweet but I have a ton of charting I need to catch up on."

The man from last night, Dr. Fitch suddenly strode up to them and dropped a file on the counter in front of Allyson. "Curtain five needs an enema." Without even acknowledging Emily he strode off.

Allyson sighed and grabbed the file. "Like I said, very sweet, but if I leave I'm afraid this place might burn down to the ground." Allyson stood and smiled at Emily. "See you around Emily." Allyson commented and turned to leave. As soon as Allyson was far enough away Emily let out a dejected sigh, she couldn't help but glance at Allyson's ass as she walked away. Emily turned back to the counter as she heard a wheeley chair scrap across the floor. Unfortunately the chair distracted her from seeing Allyson glance back at her.

Zach was watching her with his arms folded over his chest. "Okay, listen up miss FBI, she has been hurt repeatedly and I refuse to see her lock herself away, or get hurt again. Promise you won't intentionally hurt her?"

"I would never-"

"Good, because she means a lot to a lot of people around here." Zach said and stood. He leaned over the counter and examined Emily critically. "We're going out for drinks tonight at nine, you know that club on main, P3?"

"Yeah," Emily said and nodded.

"Well, she's gonna stay for about an hour, if we're lucky. However if you show up and suggest that you guys go and get dinner, or go to a quieter pub, she'd probably agree."

"Does she even like women?" Emily questioned.

Zach nodded, "sort of, I know she's mostly dated men, but she's interested in you, I can tell. Don't mess this up, or you will have the majority of the staff here coming after you."

"I'll keep that in mind" Emily promised. "What should I wear?" Emily asked.

"Something sexy, but also not too glamorous. Also make it something soft, she likes soft things." Emily nodded and Zach gave her a smile. "See you tonight, and please don't mess this up." With that he walked away. Emily returned to her home musing about the discussion all the way home. It was nice to know she had friends that cared about her, but that was a lot of pressure. What if she was one of those girls that seemed normal and then was a crazy bitch? Then she convinced her friends that she was the correct one. By the time Emily made it to the club she had exhausted herself with worry. She got in without a problem, it was a Sunday night, the weekend partiers were home, only the regulars were left behind. As soon as Emily entered she started looking for Allyson, she grinned when she found her. The blonde was throwing back shots with her coworkers. Zach caught Emily's eye and nodded her to the bar, as Emily reached the group they all went to the dance floor leaving Allyson alone.

"You know if we keep meeting like this people might suspect something." Emily commented as she slid onto the bar stool next to Allyson.

Allyson glanced at her and rolled her eyes. "You mean like an FBI agent is stalking me?" Allyson commented, even under the sarcasm Emily could hear a hint of amusement.

"Something like that." Emily agreed, she flagged down the bartender and ordered a beer. "So how was your day?" Emily asked conversationally.

Allyson smiled at her, "it didn't suck as bad as the day before, so I guess that counts for something."

"Well you look really nice, so you have that going for you." Emily said and took a sip of her beer.

Even under the multicolored lights Allyson's skin looked beautiful, her hair was pulled up in a messy bun which suited her perfectly. She was wearing a white tank top with blue jeans and black heeled boots.

"Well you look really nice too." Allyson deflected with a grin. Emily was wearing a nice black dress that hugged her in all the best places.

"Thanks." Emily said and looked around. "I didn't really think this would be your kind of place."

"It's not, Zach made me come." Allyson eyes narrowed. "This doesn't seem like your kind of place either, did he tell you we would be here?"

Emily briefly debated lying but figured there was no use. "Maybe," Emily responded. Allyson sighed and rolled her eyes. "He only did it because I want to get to know you. Why don't we get out of here and go get some dinner, you can interrogate me and you'll see I'm being genuine."

Allyson seemed to debate for a second before musing aloud "well, you did come out to a crappy club just to try and hit on me. And there's an offer of food on the table."

Emily grinned, "come on, you're almost there."

Allyson smiled "okay, dinner sounds good."

"You might not know it now, but excellent choice." Emily said happily, earning a chuckle from Allyson. They both paid for their drinks, and gave generous tips before leaving the club. As soon as they were on the street Emily looked around. "Food preference?"

Allyson shrugged "I'm not picky, burgers and fries, pasta, pizza, whatever" she shrugged.

"I know a diner that makes really good food" Emily suggested.

"Sounds good." Allyson said and smiled.

"Come on, we'll take my car" Emily said and nodded down the street, the walk was in silence, and when the climbed into the car Allyson chuckled. "What?" Emily asked.

"Kevlar vest in the back" Allyson said and nodded to the back.

Emily glanced back and blushed. "Sorry," she mumbled and pulled the vest to the floor.

"It's fine, I was just thinking about how that's got to be a great way to get dates."

"You would be surprised how many people are intimidated by dating a woman with the FBI."

"Why?" Allyson questioned.

Emily shrugged as she pulled out onto the street. "I think it's one of those things where men don't like it because it makes them feel less manly, and other women don't like it because it's a high risk job, and it means a lot of time away."

"Well that's ridiculous," Allyson said and rolled her eyes.

"I know, one time a guy broke up with me because he said I wasn't feminine enough, and a real lady shouldn't do the things that I do." Emily smirked at Allyson's shocked expression.

"Rude," Allyson commented. "If it helps I got dumped once because I didn't shave my legs often enough for my boyfriend."

"Don't you just love the standards placed on us?" Emily questioned.

"Oh it's so fantastic." Allyson said dryly.

"Well, Jack loves you no matter what, he thought you were the best." Emily said and smiled at Allyson as she beamed from her seat.

"He's so sweet. Hey how did his dad take the news?"

"He was fine, he asked about you and Dr. Roman. Hey you never told me what kind of flowers you like." Emily said pointedly.

"He's not gonna send me flowers, that would be mortifying" Allyson chuckled.

"Why?" Emily asked.

"I don't know, I'm just not a fan of big and flashy, especially at work."

"Flowers are big and flashy?"

"Yeah, I was just doing my job, besides the less attention on me at work the happier I'll be."

Emily nodded. "I take it the break up is the talk of the hospital?"

"Oh yeah, and now I'm the only nurse who will willingly work with him and Dr. Roman." Allyson scoffed. "The break up has actually forced me to spend more time with both of them."

"Ugh, that's rough," Emily sympathized.

"Yeah, but enough about my depressing stories, what's your trauma?" Allyson asked conversationally.

"Do you really want to know?" Emily asked pointedly as she pulled into the diner parking lot.

"Yeah, I prefer to know the bad stuff early on. Saves from the fear of sharing down the road. It always sucks when a relationship is going good and then someone shares something the other can't deal with."

Emily shut off the car and turned to her blonde companion. "I dated a captain of the IRA for work, and I accidentally fell in love with him. He escaped prison and came after me and I had to fake my death for a few months, until he was killed."

Allyson's hand instantly snaked out and grasped Emily's. "I am so sorry that's awful" Emily smiled and squeezed Allyson's hand.

"It's okay," Emily said as she examined Allyson's empathetic face. "Besides if that didn't scare you off, that's pretty promising."

Allyson gave a small smile. "We don't get to choose who we fall in love with. Besides, I have tons of more flaws and bad history for you to hear about." With that she pulled her hand away and climbed out of the car. Emily climbed out and smiled. She wasn't sure how things would end up, but she was interested to see how far things could go.

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David Rossi sat back in his office chair and sighed. He grabbed the envelope Nikki Strauss had dropped off earlier. Their discussion had been brief, as she was extremely busy, but it had left many questions for Rossi. He dumped the envelope on the table and picked up the journal that fell out, among other loose papers. Rossi flipped to the last page with writing on it.

To my beautiful baby Lyanna, I am so sorry I couldn't protect you. Holding you in my arms was the sweetest moment in my entire life. I know you're in a better place, and I hope I'll see you again one day. I will cherish you forever, and I will never forget you.

Rossi flipped back a page and read another excerpt.

2 weeks post due date.

Well little one, you clearly take after your father. You are two weeks over due, and I am literally aching to see you. Apparently you like to take your time as well as he does. I hope you come out and look like me. It might be selfish, but if I'm going to raise a baby by myself I don't want to look at my child's face and be reminded of the man that left me. He didn't even know I was expecting, he just told me he didn't want to be tied down and he left. Plain and simple. I wish I could give you the father you deserve, but I can't. However I can promise I will do everything in my power to give you the best life possible. I love you so much.

Rossi closed the journal and buried his face in his hands. He remembered telling Erin he didn't want to be tied down. He had no idea she was expecting, Rossi liked to believe if he had known he would have stayed. Thinking back to his younger self, he realized he couldn't have been more wrong. Rossi picked up one of the loose sheets of paper and frowned, it was a letter that had been delivered to the Strauss home earlier that week.

Dear Mrs. Strauss, this is the last address I could find for you, I hope this letter finds you well. You probably don't remember me, I was the resident working at the hospital the night you were giving birth. When your daughter was born I believe I made a mistake and put the wrong tag on her. I think your daughter might still be alive, and the child you buried was not your own. I am so sorry, and I know there is no possible way you could forgive me. I'm not looking for forgiveness, I'm just trying to make things right. The other couple that had a child that night walked away, and ended up giving up the child they took home. I was unable to track her, but I can tell you that her name was Allyson Smyth when she left. I wish you the best of luck, Dr. Everett Emry.

Apparently the letter was read by Erin's ex husband and promptly thrown away. He mentioned that Erin had a child she thought was dead, before they had been together, but it didn't matter since Erin wasn't a part of his life anymore. Nikki fished it out of the trash and went to the storage unit where Erin's stuff was being held. She used the birth date on the death certificate to break the safe that no one knew the combination to. When she found the baby journal she read it and did the math of who her mother had most likely been with at the time. Nikki was right. Rossi sighed deeply and grabbed his small glass of whiskey, taking a swig to settle himself. He knew the next day he would have to go to work and ask Penelope for help, if anyone could find his child, it was her.

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Allyson walked up the stairs to her apartment feeling happy and full. The date had been fantastic, Emily was smart, and sexy, and totally a charmer. "So out of a basic curiosity, how long was it you were a stripper?" Emily asked as they reached the landing.

"I wasn't a stripper." Allyson reminded her with a smile.

"Right, how long was it you were an exotic dancer?" Emily asked with a small trace of humor in her tone.

"A few years" Allyson answered as she walked down the hallway with Emily in tow. "Why? Hoping I still have a few routines memorized?" Allyson asked teasingly.

"Well I would be lying if I said it hadn't crossed my mind." Emily said, smiling at Allyson as she stopped in front of a door.

"This is me." Allyson said and nodded to the apartment door behind her.

"Tonight was fun, we should do it again." Emily said and smiled at the younger woman.

"Yeah, that would be nice." Allyson agreed. Emily took a step forward and tilted her head down slightly. She pressed her lips against Allyson's. At first the blonde froze, but she gently placed her hands on Emily's hips and began to kiss back. Emily swiped her tongue along Allyson's lower lip. As soon as Allyson's lips parted with a throaty moan escaping Emily snaked her tongue into her mouth and began to explore. Allyson tentatively rubbed her tongue against Emily's earning a gasp from the older woman. Allyson squeaked as she was pressed against the door. She slid her hands under Emily's shirt, but only kept them on her lower sides, she didn't dare move her hands up any further. Emily's hands were roaming around, switching between running through her hair, and cupping her face. Allyson craned her head back as she felt the need for air become overwhelming. Emily chuckled as Allyson gasped. She pressed a few gentle kisses to the blondes neck. She inhaled the sweet scent coming off of the blondes neck. "You're really good at that." Allyson murmured, Emily gave a hearty laugh and Allyson chuckled, she straightened up so she was looking at Emily.

"Call you tomorrow?" Emily asked as she cupped Allyson's face once more.

"Sounds good." Allyson said and nodded. She smiled brightly as Emily leaned in for one more peck on the mouth.

"Night" Emily whispered before walking away. Allyson watched her leave with a sense of disappointment. She unlocked her door and walked in, tossing her keys and wallet on the table by the door. As she made her way through the tiny apartment she shed her shirt, pants, and shoes, by the time she reached her bathroom she was only clad in a bra and underwear. She smiled in the mirror and headed for the shower. She hesitated after pushing the curtain back, she wasn't ready to was away the day just yet. She brushed her teeth and then climbed into bed, relishing the way her lips tingled from the kiss. She smiled as she buried her face into the pillow beneath her head. Emily Prentiss was a goddess, and if Emily wanted Allyson, she wasn't going to protest.

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