A/N: I'm back! I'm still so thankful for the response to my first story, so here you have another one! It's totally different, but I hope you like it just as much as the previous one. And if you want to know, Armageddon means (armageddon sounded so much cooler than 'the apocalypse'):

1. The scene of a final battle between the forces of good and evil, prophesied to occur at the end of the world.
2. A decisive or catastrophic conflict.
3. THE END

Let's get the disclaimer done with:

DISCLAIMER FOR ALL CHAPTERS: I do not own Criminal Minds nor its characters.

Prologue

The day had started just like any other day. People walked their dogs, went to work and children went to school. No-one suspected anything, because, really, why should they?

The sun had been shining, casting its warmth and light on earth; earth that was only hours away from an event that was to change the world and its inhabitants forever.

Towards the end of the afternoon, when people were looking forwards to soon wrap up their days, the earth was suddenly struck by an earth-quake. Birds flew up from their nests, twittering upset, cats hissed, fur on end, and dogs whimpered, tails curled under themselves. People tried steadying themselves on walls or trees, buildings or cars. when their legs couldn't keep them upright anymore.

Weaker buildings collapsed, trees fell, and chaos broke loose.

As live feeds from excited news-reporters hit the televisions, panic spread across the nation. The earth-quake had an amplitude of 9.9, making it the strongest earth-quake in the history of mankind.

Not only had the whole eastern coast been struck by this sudden quake, but the whole nation. And many foreign TV-stations reported the same event in London, Paris, Stockholm, Rome, Moscow and Tokyo. The whole world had just witnessed a record-breaking earth-quake.

People panicked through an after-shake, and another one. Authorities tried calming the huge mass of people, but had little effect since they were just as scared and clueless as everyone else. After some time, the police managed to calm people down enough to be sent to their homes, clearing most streets, making cities look deserted.

And then, some hours after the initial disaster, another one struck the world. Volcanoes started erupting, sending pillars of fire, magma, lava and ash to the skies. The skies became dark, the ash making it hard to see the sun that was still trying to spread its rays down to earth.

Meanwhile, the seas revolted. Huge, enormous, deadly waves closed in on all shores. Their greatness was one never seen before, as they towered over innocent cities, only to crash down, effectively damaging and killing everyone in their ways.

And then, as suddenly as it had started, it was over. The earth stopped shaking, the sea was calm, the post-tsunami waves were softly and peacefully flowing through cities and the volcanoes were still once again, nothing spouting deadly out from within. Only the leaves of the trees were moving, silently rattling in the cool breeze. The world had never been quieter.

CHAPTER ONE

Emily Prentiss had woken up bright and early as usual, and headed to work. She had met her friend and co-worker Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau on the way, and they had taken coffee to-go.

When they had entered the building of the Federal Bureau of Investigation in the capital of the US of A, Washington, and taken the elevator together with another dear friend of theirs, Penelope Garcia, they had been greeted by the rest of their team.

Unit Chief, Aaron Hotchner, had an ever-present scowl on his face. David Rossi, famous for his books based on his experiences with serial killers, had been listening to the youngest member of the team, Doctor Spencer Reid, who was talking animatedly with his hands, no doubt trying to explain some complicated theory, that only he seemed to be able to understand. And by the looks of Derek Morgan, who was leaning against a desk nearby and looking utterly confused, Reid wasn't successfully getting his point through.

Everything about the start of the day had looked completely normal to Emily. They had been assigned a case with three murdered wives, but the case had many strong leads and they were already beginning to have a profile for the UNSUB by five o'clock. Emily wished every case would be this easy, but she had to admit, it would take the thrill out of their work if every case was this dull.

Then it happened, just as it happened to the rest of the world. The earth-quakes. Every-one was at their desks, taking the opportunity to get some paper-work done by the side of the easy case. The floor was suddenly shaking uncontrollably and people and things were falling down on the floor. People were screaming.

Emily instinctively plunged down under her desk, her hands over her head and waited for the earth-quake to subside.

When it had, she slowly crept up from her hide-out. The office looked like a mess. There was paper everywhere the eye could see people were slowly steadying themselves up, chairs and even some desks had fallen over.

She had quickly made her way over to Morgan and Reid's desks, wanting to make sure they were okay. "Reid! Morgan!You guys OK!?" She knelt down and let her eyes take in the shape of Reid. Her eyes didn't spot any damage and he confirmed her suspicion with a quick nod.

"Go check on Morgan, I heard him swearing."

Emily stepped up and ran past Reid's desk to where she saw the points of Morgan's shoes sticking out. He was sitting on the floor, holding one of is hands n the other and looking confused.

"What the hell was that?" He asked Emily when he spotted her. "You fine?"

"Yeah." She nodded. "You?"

Morgan sighed and explained that he hadn't thought of the idea to hide under his desk and had instead tried standing, which had resulted in him twisting his wrist when he had tried stopping the fall.

Emily chuckled slightly at his dumbness. She thought everybody knew that you had to hide when in an earth-quake and not stand up.

Morgan gave her an annoyed look as he stood up.

"Better find the other ones."

Emily, Morgan and Reid quickly made their way past a few agents creeping out of their hide-outs, looking utterly lost. They barged into Hotch's office and found him face to face with them.

"I was just going to come and check if you were okay." He spoke quickly, answered their wondering looks. "Where are the others?"

"We were just gonna check on everyone." Morgan said and everyone retreated from Hotch's office.

Rossi was making his way towards them, looking determined to get to them fast. Emily noticed that he was slightly limping.

After making sure he was alright, they ran over to JJ's office, and the other half of them ran towards Garcia's dungeon.

Five minutes later, the whole team was gathered around the round table in their briefing-room. They tossed around ideas to why they had been truck by an earth-quake. Reid quickly told them that this was a worrisome event, the quake was so strong.

Hotch made the assessment to send everyone home. He wouldn't normally, but he was eager to get home and see how his son was doing after this event.

"Hey Reid, how are you doing?" Emily answered her phone after the second ring.

"Prentiss!" Reid almost screamed, making Emily jump.

"What is it? Are you okay?" Emily furrowed her brow, trying to understand why Reid was sounding so panicked.

"Emily you need to listen to me. We really need to get out of the city. Now!" Reid spoke quickly. "I don't have the time to explain, just pack your bags and Sergio. Take only necessities, nothing unnecessary. Morgan's gonna be there in twenty."

Emily stared at her phone. Reid had ended the phone-call without even saying goodbye and he had sounded really weird.

Something in Emily's gut told her she should listen to Reid. It wasn't often he was wrong, but she couldn't help the uneasy feeling she had. As on cue, Emily's black cat Sergio was sitting in front of her, his yellow eyes watching her intently, meowing.

Emily didn't acknowledge him as she quickly moved upstairs. She grabbed the very handy go-bag she possessed through her work, and started packing in clothes. She packed mainly warm ones, as she had no idea where and why they were leaving, but she decided that if they were going somewhere warm, she could just take some layers off.

"What is all this about?" Emily asked Morgan as soon as she had sat down on the passenger's seat next to Morgan who had been honking at her to move faster.

"I really don't know." He truthfully said. "But I think we need to listen to Reid."

Emily bit her lip in confusion and stared straight ahead. This was really weird. The feeling of something being off was only doubled when she didn't see a single soul on the normally so busy streets.

Ten minutes later, they had picked up Garcia, Kevin and Reid too. Garcia was just as out of it as Emily was, and Reid failed to answer any of their questions. He only sat there, looking deadly pale.

"Is the car fueled?" He asked Morgan.

"Yep. It's full."

"Good. We're up or a hell of a drive. And I suggest you pick up the speed, Morgan."

They had been driving for three hours, and Emily was getting angry. No-one had told her what this was about, and she really needed to pee. She had tried to sleep but couldn't, and now her stomach was growling loudly too. To add to that she noticed a similar car to theirs had been following them ever since they left Quantico.

"I think that car is following us." She said out loud and pointed backwards.

"Oh no that's just the others." Reid said.

"Who?" Emily couldn't help sounding like a child who had missed her nap.

"Hotch, Jack, JJ, Henry and Will."

"What are we doing, Reid?" Emily furrowed her brows and turned around in her set to better see him.

"Uh-" Reid's eyes darted everywhere but on her.

"You really need to tell us." Garcia didn't have the strength to be her usual bubbly self at the moment, o she only looked at Reid with a rare, serious look on her face.

"You're right, I will. But everyone needs to hear this." He said, looking down at his hands.

"There's a little restaurant." Morgan said and pointed forwards. "We can stop there, eat something and take some petrol."

Once everyone was sitting around a big table and had been served, Reid started fidgeting with his hands in his lap, as he always did when he was nervous. He looked around the table. Jack was sitting next to his father, eyelids heavy, looking ready to sleep. Henry was sitting in JJ's arms, already asleep. All of the adults were eying him suspiciously.

"So?" Morgan pried impatiently.

"Well..." Reid stared, unsure about how to put what he was about to say. "When Hotch let us all go home, I did some research about the earth-quakes."

"Figure." Garcia rolled her eyes, but nobody took notice of it.

"I don't know what caused it, but I do know what'll happen now."

Everybody shared a look of confusion, confirming from each others that anyone else didn't understand more than they did.

"Yeah?" Emily asked, anxious about finding out why Reid had dragged them all the way to no-where.

"Tsunamis are going to hit the east coast any minute now." He said, looking own at his untouched plate.

"What!?" Everyone echoed.

"Tsunamis big enough to kill everyone within ten miles from the coast."

A heavy silence fell upon the table. Emily's stomach churned painfully and she put her fork down on her plate with a loud clink! That seemed much louder in the silence.

"I don't believe you." She looked Reid defiantly in the eye.

Suddenly, they were interrupted by the waitress turning up the volume of the little dusty television in one corner of the room.

"-super-volcano in Yellowstone has just erupted. Yellowstone is being evacuated as we speak, I suggest you stay-"

Emily eyed the television as a man talked to them frantically waving his hands. She caught herself staring at it with her mouth hanging open, and she quickly closed it and looked back at Reid.

"How did you know?" She asked him silently.

"That doesn't matter right now.." Reid shook his head.

"Reid..." Morgan croaked out. He was looking deathly pale, scared as hell. "My mother, sisters-"

"I'm sorry, Morgan." Reid seemed to shrink in his chair. "There was no way they'd make it."

Morgan hit the table, efficiently waking both Jack and Henry, and stood up. He walked angrily to the door and disappeared without even looking back.

"Let him go." Hotch flatly told Emily as she made a gesture to follow Morgan. "He needs time."

Twenty awkward, silent, grief-filled minutes later, they payed for their food and walked to the cars. Emily looked up to the sky, but she didn't see any stars as she had expected to. Everything was dark and she felt so overwhelmed she felt the whole world spinning, and had to sit down.

She sat there, her head in her hands, but without shedding a single tear. She thought about the millions, billions of people who had died today, but not a single sob escaped her lips. Not even when she thought about her family, but then she only had her mother, with whom she didn't have the best of bonds with, she thought of her friends, but she felt only emptiness.

Suddenly an arm settled around Emily's shoulders, and she looked up into Reid's pained face. He had cried, she instantly saw it on him.

"I'm sorry." He mouthed, barely audible.

"It's not your fault." Emily said and forced a smile at him.

"Do you think Morgan will be okay?" Reid asked her warily.

"I honestly don't know." Emily shrugged. "Will we ever be?"

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