AN: Just some quick info. This story follows one year after the events of 'Don't Let Me Go' and 'Date with the Devil' you don't have to read those first to read this fic though if you get stuck reading 'Date with the Devil' will give you all the answers :)

Disclaimer: I do NOT in any way, shape or form own Criminal Minds or the characters though Carina is mine.

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Chapter 1 – Alarm Clocks and Door Bells

Carina pulled into the BAU Headquarters and took a moment before she exited the car. It was hard to believe that the last time she had been inside this building was when Garcia had helped her though her traumatic experience. One year later she was moving on with her life. Walking toward the main doors she smiled at a security guard before she entered the elevators. It was dark outside, the moon and stars gleaming against the darkness of the night. Similar to the way that the elevators beeping broke the silence inside the small confined space. When it finally reached the right floor Carina stepped out to see the team all enjoying a drink or two at their desks. Good thing Emily called her to be her designated driver.

"Carina!" Garcia smiled running toward the defenceless girl and gripping her to her body in a huge hug. "Hey Garcia," Carina replied before Garcia loosened the grip.

"How have you been? I haven't seen you for ages, the red lounge and my den are getting awfully lonely."

"I know but I've been busy," Carina smiled looking over to Em as she said bye to the team for the night and took her jacket from her chair.

JJ sat at her desk upstairs and watched the events unfolding downstairs while she listened to the caller on her phone. "Ma'am I'm sorry but if she doesn't want to ring you back then there is nothing I can do. I can't force her." JJ explained before she was cut off again. "Look I'll take another message." JJ replied before scribbling something down. "If you don't get a call then your next best thing would be to visit her. If it's that important then go and see her in person." JJ hung up the phone before she took the sticky note from the others gathered on her desk and rushed toward the stairs as Emily waved to the team again.

"Em wait!" JJ called walking down the stairs and doing a semi-jog to the dark haired agent. "Here," JJ began. Emily took the note and looked at the name before she handed it back to JJ. "I don't want it."

"Em you have to talk to her, she says it's important."

"I don't care JJ," Emily replied before she turned. "Let's go Carina." Carina nodded with a smile to JJ to say goodbye before they both entered the elevator. The silence filled the space and it felt like there was a weight on her chest from its pressure. "What was that about?" Carina asked earning a look from Emily. "It's nothing you need to worry about."

"Are you sure, it was Elizabeth again wasn't it?"

"Look its nothing you need to worry about," Emily replied before she crossed her arms in front of her. "Just drop it."

"Okay," Carina sighed as they walked through the main reception area before they entered the car park. Carina took her place behind the driver's seat as Emily took hers in the passenger side. The drive home was in silence, none of the comfortable banter about the day's activities, about Carina's music or Emily's work, just pure silence.

Twenty minutes later Carina pulled into the driveway and turned off the ignition. "Carina," Emily began still sitting next to her. Carina turned to face her. "I'm sorry; I just shut out that part of my life a long time ago."

"It's okay," Carina replied with a smile before she exited the car and walked to the front door Emily close behind. Opening the door Carina let Emily through first before she closed and locked the door behind her. "Well, I'm going to get some sleep," Carina began. "I've got another meeting early in the morning with my group."

"Sure," Emily smiled. She thought that it was good for Carina to be doing what she was. The group she was talking about was a trauma recovery group. Since she had managed to help herself out of her own problems she thought that others might need a helping hand. Sure she was no perfectionist, she didn't know any tricks like psychiatrists, didn't know how emotion worked for others but she believed that being there to listen was at least better than saying 'how do you feel about that' to mask the actual problem. "I'll see you in the morning."

The next morning the sun's rays shone through the houses windows, gleaming against the polished floors and bouncing off the walls. Carina took a bite of her toast and a quick sip of her coffee as she pulled her suit jacket onto her shoulders roughly and hobbled over to the coffee table in the lounge. Finding her shoes near the door she took them in one hand, her toast in her mouth and cop of coffee int he other. Finally putting down the coffee after another swig she took another bite of the toast and held it in her mouth before she pulled on her left shoe. Repeating the process with the second. Finishing the toast and sipping the last of the coffee she heard a voice behind her that made her jump slightly. "Morning," Emily greeted groggily, her mouth opening for a yawn before she reached the bottom of the stairs in her pyjamas. "Morning," Carina replied before she ran to the kitchen to take her briefcase from the table and her car keys. "What time is it?" Emily asked.

"It's 10:00am"

"10am!" Emily gasped. "Man looks like that vodka helped me to sleep."

"I bet it did," Carina joked before she started walking to the door. The doorbell suddenly rang making Carina stop in her tracks for a moment. Emily wiped her right eye with her hand as she walked over to the kitchen and began pouring herself a cup of coffee. Carina turned to the door then walked and looked through its viewer. She saw someone but didn't know who she was. Opening the door she was met by a harsh stare. "Morning," Carina began, one eye brow lifting slightly at the stranger. "Who are you?"

"My name is Carina," Carina replied holding her hand out. The gesture was not returned. Pretending to stretch her fingers she returned her hand to her side. "I am here to see Emily Prentiss."

"Sure," Carina replied turning to face the hallway. "Emily, someone is here to see you!" she called. A faint, send them in, was heard before Carina stepped out of the way allowing the woman to pass. "I'll see you tonight Em," Carina called again before she smiled to the stranger and got as quickly as she could out of the door, closing it behind her.

Emily took a sip of the much needed coffee and took two panadol with the mixture. "I see you still haven't changed." Emily stopped herself from choking on her coffee and forced her throat to swallow the hot liquid before she turned and put the cup down on the table. "Mother?"

AN: So what do you think her mother wants? And why did she show up all of a sudden?