Hola everyone, I want to use this opportunity to apologise for how long I have been un-active. I know I have two stories awaiting update but my life is just like a rollercoaster I can barely keep track of anything but I am getting there, I really am. I have a chapter half ready for 2 months so hopefully in the next week or two that will be getting an update and I will work on Betrayed Love after that. Again I am terribly sorry for my lack of updating but GCSE's are coming up and by June I should be done and dusted with high school, so I will have a long 12 week holiday which I am planning to dedicate on college shopping, TV binge watching and writing, lots and lots of writing! Love you all and I hope you can all forgive me for my absence, I will be back in the nick of things in no time, I hope anyway.
So this is my NEW story. I know I have like three up at the moment but I have a good feeling about this one and already have the second chapter finished! It is Jemily so no likey, no ready! The first few chapters, for what I know, will be in this POV(I think you will be able to guess in the first few lines who it is) but I will make it clear if I switch back to normal or to somebody else POV.
So this is a Lauren AU as you will probably be able to tell in this chapter. I am trying to write the characters as they would be in the situation and trying my best not to exaggerate anybody's feelings (expect JJ of course because well, it's Jemily) I have been watching Lauren on repeat for about a week to try and get the first few chapters right so some phrases will be word for word from the episode (I was very proud of my transcriptions of certain scenes, took some time off my weekend to do so…) If you have any interactions you want to see in later chapters, or any criticism about any parts of this, please review and tell me.
On with the show I guess, or story, you know what I mean. Also, thank you to my fabulous best friend who proof reads everything before I post it. If it wasn't for her I doubt I would have gotten past my 3rd story on here!
I own nothing and all story lines (well beside my few twists here and there) belong to CBS and Criminal Minds. If I did by chance own CM, a lot more JJ and Derek scenes would be happening! :D
I looked around the bullpen, trying to find the brunette within the mass chaos of soldiers and other units. Eye I swept past the bullpen doors I swore I saw a glimpse of her hair but as a crowd of people walked past blocking my view, and I moved again to the through the doors, there was nothing there. I frowned and walked towards my boss, seeing he was in deep thought while standing by the whiteboard.
"Sir?" I poke my head into his view, snapping him out of his thought bubble.
"Yes Garcia?" He seemed slightly annoyed that I had disturbed him but that could wait.
"Where's Emily?" He opened him mouth to answer but shut it again, looking around in the same confused state I did moments before.
"She was coming back with Morgan for the briefing" He stated, noticing the dark skinned agent was walking towards him, lacking a certain brunette.
"Derek where did Em go?" I asked, feeling a sudden dread building up in my stomach. He turned and pointed behind him, though his hand fell in confusion as he turned back.
"She was behind me before? Where did she go?" He asked, though I shrugged in answer as the same question was spinning around my head also. Seaver approached up with a spreadsheet and handed it to Morgan.
"These are all the names that were on the task force to take down Doyle" Morgan pinned it up on the board and looked over the names.
"Listen to this. The four names are Luke Renault, Laurence Ryley, Lila Rafadi and Lyle Rogers"
"All with the initials L.R" Rossi commented, looking to Hotch.
"Many task forces use cryptograms like this for peoples covers" I glanced at the spreadsheet and frowned, taking it off the board.
"No, no this isn't right. This is space here, this shouldn't be here" I stated, showing everyone a blank space at the bottom of the sheet.
"Formatting error maybe?" Reid commented, but I shook my head.
"No these types are errors aren't allowed on a spreadsheet. There should be another name on here" I stated, handing it back to Morgan.
"Another spy with the initials L.R" Seaver said, everyone nodding in agreement. I glanced at Reid who was mumbling something, his eyes squinting in thought. I was about to ask him something when he exploded, standing up from his spot on a desk.
"Lauren Reynolds is dead"
"What?" Hotch questions, frowning towards the young genius.
"Lauren Reynolds is dead. Prentiss said that on a phone call 17 days ago. But she never said it out of dread or grief it was a mantra as if reminding herself. Laruen Reynolds, L.R"
"If Emily is the last name on that list that means she is on Doyle's list too" Seaver stated slowly, looking around in a panic. Our eyes met for a moment and she took a step towards me, in a comforting manner.
"But why would she run from us? We're her family?" Reid said, his voice full of sadness and confusion, all innocent like a small boy.
"Doyle was taking out families. She has no kids, isn't close to relatives, and JJ is away with work so it's not like he was going to go after her right now. She ran, to protect us" Rossi said looking around. I watched Hotch pull out his phone and dial her number, the familiar ring tone echoing around the eerily still bullpen. He walked towards her desk, opening a drawer and pulling out her phone and gun.
"Why would she run? Why wouldn't she tell us?" Derek asked, his voice tinting with anger. I reach out and touch his arm slightly, trying to calm him, but he shrugs it away, not giving me a side glance.
"She is a trained spy she has her own tricks" Rossi stated, knowing if Emily was on a mission she will do whatever it takes to not be stopped.
"Yeah and she knows all of ours" Derek said, agreeing with Rossi as he knew what he was hinting at.
"Well how do we find her?" I asked, worry lacing my voice as I watch Hotch walk towards the board, a slightly grim look on his face.
"We treat this like a normal case. Doyle is our unsub and Emily is out victim. I need to make a phone call" He stated, looking towards me and motioning for me to follow. I nodded and grip Seaver's hand slightly before leaving after him, sending them all a reassuring nod. We exit the bullpen and he pulls me aside, handing me his phone.
"I want you to Strauss and explain the situation to her briefly and ask for Matt Cruz. Once you are through to him tell him Blackbird needs to fly and be here the quickest he can manage" I frown at him but nod anyway, watching him walk away. After a rather brief conversation with the section chief, I am put on with a Matt Cruz, who I have never heard of before.
"I believe you have a message from Agent Aaron Hotchner?" He asks me, his voice slightly drowned out by the sound of a vehicle driving past in the background.
"Yes I do. He asked me to tell you that Blackbird needs to fly and be here as quick as you can manage" I state, still confused as to what Blackbird was.
"I will prepare a jet. I am going to redirect you to Michal Hastings. Explain to him and he will put you on the phone with Blackbird" I nod and realise he can't see me so answer, though he is already gone by the time I do.
"Yes sir" I stand for a moment and wait for someone called Hastings, my hands shaking slightly.
"This is Michael Hastings, who am I speaking with?" His voice is deep but has a slight high pitch to it, making him sound very intimidating.
"Sir this is Penelope Garcia of the BAU and I have been told to contact a Matt Cruz concerning a Blackbird. Our team member, Emily is missing and on a wanted man's hit list and I am believing Blackbird can help us find her" I say to the man, hating the fact I am having the recite to tale that my best friend is missing to so many people and that I am not in my bat-cave helping find her.
"Please hold and I will put Blackbird onto you in a moment" I take a sharp breath, now having after all this time to speak to whoever Blackbird was. Who would be so special they have to have their own spy name, and after a Beatle's song as well it's just degrading such a lovely song. I hear a shuffle on the other end of the phone and before 'Blackbird' could even get a word in I exploded, my patience shrinking with every person I speak to.
"Listen here Blackbird. If you are really that special that you can help find my friend then get your damn ass on a jet and get here right now because my patience is shrinking and I am worried sick about my friend who could possibly be dead within the next 12 hours because of a damn Irish man who has his own little hit list so if you are going to direct me onto someone else I swear to god I will ruin your financial life forever" I took a calming breathe and waited for the reply. To say the least the voice that greeted me wasn't what I had expected.
"Em is missing?"
"JJ…"
