Recruited

Derek Morgan did not appreciate the knock on his door at 8AM on a Saturday of what was to be a well deserved weekend off. He pulled on the sweatpants from his bedroom floor and opened his front door with more force than necessary.

"Agent Morgan, may I come in?" asked Ambassador Prentiss.

The shocked FBI agent could only step aside wordlessly. A thousand thoughts flew through his brain as he tried to come up with a plausible reason for the visit.

"Please tell me Em, uh, Prentiss is OK," he managed to say when he found his voice.

"Emily is fine, agent Morgan and I need your help in keeping it so."

"I don't understand," answered Morgan finally gaining his wits.

Elizabeth Prentiss gave him an amused look which caused Morgan to blush as he realized that he is standing in his living room on a Saturday morning in front of the reputed evil ambassador wearing nothing but sweatpants. He escaped down the hall and into his bedroom with a hurried "excuse me."

He returned in blue jeans, a black t-shirt and sneakers. Sitting across from the ambassador, Morgan decided to get some answers. Before he could utter a word, she asked, "How do you take your coffee?"

"Sugar and milk," replied Morgan.

Ambassador Prentiss handed him a cup and raised an eyebrow when he hesitated. Feeling brave, Morgan took a sip of really good coffee.

"Nice coffee, thanks," he said. "Now can you tell me what this is all about?"

She passed him a large manila envelope and observed Morgan as he perused the contents while drinking her cup of coffee. As soon as he finished reading, the ambassador began, "Roger Pruitt was released from jail two weeks ago. He was serving an embezzlement sentence but got out early on good behaviour. Twenty five years ago he stalked me over six countries. I finally got an indefinite restraining order against him; he cannot come within 500 feet of me."

"Did he threaten you, Ma'am?"

"No, my staff and bodyguards are on alert. In his cell, he had numerous newspaper clippings of the BAU and Emily."

"So you think that he may go after Prentiss? We have to call her and let her know"

"No, agent Morgan. She must never know about this." She held her hand up to stop Morgan from interrupting and explained, "I think it is unlikely that he will go near to Emily but I want to cover the bases. He is in my opinion harmless; however I am not willing to risk my daughter's life on that premise. I would like you to keep an eye out for him without anyone knowing."

Derek Morgan was conflicted about keeping Emily in the dark. She is his friend and has a right to know. Yet he kind of understands the ambassador's request.

"You know she will be angry if she finds out about this guy?" posed Morgan.

"Yes, but I have a lifetime's worth of anger directed towards me from my daughter. Some justified. I would rather she be alive to be angry with me than the alternative."

"Oh, I am not worried about you, Ma'am. She would bring a world of hurt down on me if this thing hits the fan. I would rather not be the object of her wrath."

Ambassador Prentiss smiled and replied, "But you will do it anyway because you care about her." She got up extended her hand to Morgan, "thank you, agent Morgan. I would consider this a favour."

The next minute the ambassador was walking out of the building flanked by the bodyguard that had deposited himself outside of Morgan's door.

Derek Morgan, this will not end well. Prentiss is going to so kick your ass when she finds out. How do you get yourself into these situations? These thoughts ran through Morgan's head as he memorized Roger Pruitt's face hoping the guy never shows up in his crosshairs.