My apologies in advance for the topic of this chapter as well as a spoiler, but I do not want to offend anyone. If abortions are a touchy subject for you, bypass this chapter and begin reading from chapter 2. Thank you.

"Emily Prentiss"

Emily looked up from her lap where she had developed a pile of chewed off fingernails. She was being called up next for her scheduled appointment.

"May you please come with me"

Standing up Emily brushed off the front of her black T shirt and proceeded to follow the nurse down the hall. At the end of the hallway they went into a room where there was an exam table already prepped for her to lye down with her legs spread.

"Here's a gown. I'm going to need for you to remove your shoes, pants, and underwear. The surgeon will be in here shortly."

The nurse handed Emily the hospital gown and walked over to the cabinet drawer to pull out some headphones. Walking back over to Emily -who was now sitting on the edge of the exam table slipping her panties off- she handed them to her.

"Is this your first time?"

Emily took the headphones from the nurse and adjusted them over her ears, she didn't say a word to the nurse but she swallowed the nervous lump in her throat before giving her a nod.

The nurse plugged the end of Emily's headphone jack into the system beside the exam table that so she will be able to hear the television above her on the ceiling when she turns it on.

"Lay back and place your legs in the stirrups. The surgeon shall be here any minute. My name is Tina and I will be staying in here for assistance. If you feel any discomfort or pain -which you will- during the procedure please squeeze down on my hand. I am here to get you through this."

With that piece of information, Emily closed her eyes and allows herself to somewhat relax. Her heart rate has been high ever since she walked into the clinic this morning. Actually, her heart rate has been high ever since she called and scheduled her appointment.

Emily Prentiss is 16 years old and will be starting her junior year at Quantico High school within a month. She's an only child of an Ambassador mother and a father that's rumored to work for the "CIA". She enjoys romantic walks to the refrigerator and long nights with a bowl of Ben and Jerry's ice cream. Most people would consider her a bitch, but her close friends call her a Realist -someone who tells the truth and doesn't hold back-. Emily is currently single and 2 months pregnant with her friends baby.

Eyes shooting open from the sound of the door opening, Emily's nerves rev up again and up goes her heart rate. The surgeon goes to the sink and washes his hands. He speaks to Emily over his shoulder.

"Do not be afraid child, for you feel this is the right thing. I don't judge, nobody here does. Your secret is safe with us, though I have no control of the lord."

Emily snorted at the surgeons comment about the lord. She was raised Catholic so she was well aware of all the rules she were breaking right now. And how her grandmother and many grandmothers before her were turning over in their graves right now for what she was about to do. See the thing is, Emily had no choice. Her mother would go nuts if she found out Emily was sleeping around, and with a black boy at that. Elizabeth Prentiss wasn't a nice woman and she was a racist. Her life revolves around politics and how the world see's you. So if her teenage daughter were pregnant by a boy of color that would definitely cause an uproar in the tabloids.

The doctor pulls on his rubber gloves and sits down in a rolling chair. He directs his sitting between Emily's perched legs and begins to feel around her vaginal area.

"Okay Emily, my name is Christopher and I'm going to do this procedure on you today. This will take about 15-20 minutes.

The nurse hands him a tool that resembles Tongs. -A silver claw.

"Here we go"

Emily squeezes her eyes shut and holds her breath waiting for the excruciating pain to begin.

2:30 p.m. Derek Morgan is finally let go from football practice. He's the star player and captain of the team so it's mandatory he's at every practice.

"Great job out there Morgan."

Coach Buford says as he comes up behind Derek and slaps him on the ass with a smirk. Derek stiffens up and tries his best to move out of his grasp but it's no use, Buford now has a tight grip over Derek's shoulder

"Not today Carl. I have to get home, my mom needs me to help her out with something."

Derek says through clenched teeth. Buford releases Derek and steps in front of him halting his walk.

"Alright. I'll let you run free today. I have things to attend to anyways, but believe me I will get you some time before the end of this week. So be ready for me will ya?"

Again Buford goes to slap Derek on the ass which he succeeds before jogging off towards the boys locker room. Derek stands there fuming and does his best at holding back the tears that are threatening to drop down his face. Closing his eyes to regain composure Derek heads for the gated fence to leave the school grounds.

On the walk home Derek holds his head down. Today Emily had her abortion. Her and Derek had talked about it days prior to the appointment. He didn't want her to do it while she swore to him she had no choice. It was against Derek's beliefs but it wasn't him having to hold the baby, Emily was. So with that he lost the argument.

Kicking a rock that went flying into the side of someone's car, Derek walked up the steps to his best friends house. He rang the doorbell then knocked twice. After no answer or movement within the house -mansion more like it- Derek walked down the steps and around to the side of the house. Looking both ways to make sure the coast was clear he picked up a few rocks and threw them up to her window to get her attention. Waiting a few minuets the window opened. Emily let down a rope. Derek grabbed onto the rope and began his climb up the side of the house into his friends room.

Once inside he noticed Emily sitting on the side of the bed waiting for him. She looked something like a ghost; pale skin, dried mascara on her cheeks, and bags under her eyes.

"How long have you been crying?"

Emily didn't answer, just continued to sit there staring at nothing. Derek pulled off his jersey which he practiced in as well as his bottoms. He walked into Emily's bathroom and wet a wash rag. Coming back into her room he sat beside her and wiped her eyes and face gently. Emily didn't react to Derek's touch which worried him. Usually Emily was very independent and verbal and would tell Derek she could do it herself, but this time she couldn't. She needed him.

Laying the wash rag on the back of a chair to dry, Derek brought Emily down onto the bed with him as he laid them back. Emily rested her head against Derek's chest. To his surprise, she draped her leg over his and cuddled. Derek played in her hair for a little while.

"Sorry I wasn't there." he whispered

That line made Emily fall apart. She choked on a sob which made Derek hold her tighter in his embrace. Without a response Emily hugged Derek tighter and closed her eyes as a tear trickled down her cheek falling onto Derek's chest. He felt terrible. Towards the end of junior year they started sleeping together. Emily wanted to lose her virginity but she wanted to do it with someone she knew and trusted. What was suppose to be a one time thing became an everyday thing and somewhere in their trust for one another they forgot to wrap it up. Derek got his friend pregnant. At age 16 also, they both weren't quite ready to be parents.

"If I could go back in time and do things right this wouldn't of happened to us. I am so sorry. We'll get past this. In time, it'll be a memory forgotten."

Derek was sure of his words while Emily wasn't. She nodded against Derek and tried to relax. He always made her feel comfortable, the feel of his warm body against hers.

And just like that they both drifted off to sleep, determined to forget today's story.