Chapter 1.

(Garcia's POV)

It's not that i don't like going out on cases with the team, i do don't get me wrong. but every time i do i seems like the case is id nt smallest town with the technological resources. this particular case had everyone on edge. we had been in Mountainview Montana for three days now and still had no leads. Reid keeps pacing the floor biting his nails and quoting random pointless is snapping a the locals left and right. Dave keeps scowling as he sits in silence. Hotch and Morgan were both really angry i expected them to blow at any last but not least Emily is just calm and quiet as she sits chewing on her bottom lip. We had been called in after six teenage girls had gone missing in a two month period. so far four of the girls had been found beaten and tortured to death. rather then wait till the other two girls showed up dead they had called us. The team minus Dave who was outside on the phone was currently in our assigned workroom with me reviewing all of the evidence trying to catch a break.

" you would think they would in vest in a proper Internet connection, maybe then they would be able to solve thier own cases" i mumble as the signal goes out again.

" what was that baby girl" Morgan asks from the other side of the table.

"Internet is out again but don't worry my little Hershey's kiss, momma will have it up in no time" i reply tapping away at the keyboard.

"okay" he says back.

" you know statistically in small towns...' Reid Begins only to be cut off by four very irritated FBI agents.

" can it kid" Morgan says

" are you serious" JJ says

"Reid" Hotch warns

"for the love of god Reid please stop" Prentiss begs

"okay sorry" Reid says sinking back into his chair. we go back to work in silence. ten minutes later a phone rings everyone reaches for their phone.

"It's me" emily says answering the phone call.

"Prentiss" she answers

"yes that's me"

"okay" she says sitting down turning her back to us

"are you sure?"

"oh my god, how?"

"he did what" she demands. i exchange a curious glance with the rest of the team who had quit working to listen. even though she had only been on the team three and a half moths after transfering out of the NY field office for 'classified and personal' reasons, emily and i had become friends. i still got the sense that she was hiding something from us at tomes though i just couldn't figure out what maybe this call had something to do with it.

"what did it say?" she says in a lowered voice

" right i will thank you" she says hanging up the phone.

' ill be right back" she says exiting the room refusing to make eye contact with anyone. i culd have sworn she was crying.

(Emily's POV)

after hanging up the phone i guickly run into the bathroom. after making sure i was alone i let myself sink to the floor back against the wall and my head in my hands i let my tears in the back of my mind i always knew something like this would happen and i wouldn't be able to to run from it forever. standing up facing the mirror i unbutton the top two buttons of my shirt . pulling back the right side i reveal the scar and begin running my ginger over it. like thy always do the flashbacks begin.

*** flashback***

"what the fuck emily. i told you not to let this happen you lied to me" he says backing me into the the wall.

" no i ..."

"were you going to tell me" he demands his face now inches from mine

"yes, yes i was" i reply reaching for my gun realizing its on the kitchen counter with my phone.

" what are you going to do then?'

"nothing i can't"

" that's bullshit, and you know it if you don't do something i will" he yells as his fist connects with my face hard. the blow causes me to loose my balance and i fall to the ground. in shock. i try to get up but he starts kick ing me repeatedly

"stop" i beg

he then grabs me by the arm an drags me up against the wall holding me there by the throat. i frantically try to claw his hand off of my neck as i begin to get light headed. " your weak and pathetic" he says throwing me back onto the floor. panic sets in as i see him reach for his gun i know he is going to kill me i can't believe this is happening he has never even laid a hand on me before he was always so nice to me.

"please don't" i plead with him even though i know it is pointless.

" it's the only way " he says pilling the trigger as he does that i jerk away in attempt to dodge the bullet.

**** end of flashback****

"emilly" i hear garcia yell causing me to jump.

"whats wrong did we get a lead" i ask instinctively covering my scar with my hand and using the other to wipe my tears i turn to her.

(Garcia's POV)

" yeah Derrek and Reid went to check it out, are you okay you've been in here for like fifteen minutes" i ask even though i can tell she's not. i'm determined to find out what is going on with her.

"i'm fine"she says buttoning her shirt and storming past me out of the bathroom i follow her. once we reach the conference room she pulls Hotch outside to talk to him. he returns a few minutes later alone a worried look on his face.

" prentiss is going to return home, said she had an emergency to take care of.' he says taking his seat.

"did she say what" JJ asks

" no "

"i'm really worried about her when i went to get her she was staring off i had to call her name five times before she even realized i was in the same room with her did you know she has been shot?" i reply

" it's not in her file" hotch replies

"i know she has a huge scar on her chest"

"lets just solve this case and go check on her " JJ says worried as well

" sounds good" Hotch Replies. i go back to my computer to try to figure out what was going on with emily.

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