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Chapter 1

Emily was driving home after her meeting with Sean Mcallister where he had delivered the news about Ian Doyle's escape. As much as she liked Sean, she had hoped she would never have to see him or any of her old team again…they had made a promise never to contact one another unless they really had to several years ago. She was scared….there was no denying that. If there was one person from her past that scared her, it was Doyle. The man was capable of anything.

She was on her way back to her place, but thought better of it. She pulled her mobile phone out of her bag and dialled the one person who would make her feel safe;

"Hello?" the sleepy deep voice said on the other end.

"Hey. Sorry did I wake you?"

"I was just dozing. What's up? I thought you were going out tonight?"

"I did. We've finished….is it ok if I stay at yours tonight?"

"Of course, come on over."

She didn't feel safe going home but she also didn't want to have to explain the whole story just yet. She'd told Morgan she was going to meet an old friend from the academy… it was only half a lie, but she still hated lying to him at all.

She knocked at his door and few seconds later Morgan answered wearing just his sweat pants.

"Hey, why didn't you use your key?"

"Oh sorry, I keep forgetting I've got it." Truth was she felt weird using it. They had been together for a few months but it still felt like an invasion of his privacy.

She walked over and wrapped her arms around him.

"You ok?" he asked.

"I'm fine, just really tired. Can we go straight to bed?"

"That's exactly what I had in mind." He said with a grin.

Over the next few days Morgan became concerned. Emily was distracted. She was getting messages and phone calls all the time. She was constantly checking her phone. She'd disappear and give some lame reason and had cancelled a few dates. He had asked her several times if something was wrong and she just shrugged him away saying everything was fine. He knew better.

It was Friday and they were off for the weekend. Morgan was sat at his house waiting for Emily so they could go to the movies. She was an hour late, so they had missed the film. He had rung her four times and she did not pick up. He could feel his anger getting the better of him. Why was she doing this?

Emily sat with her old team mate, Tsia Mosely, at a quiet bar down town. Tsia had called her in a panic asking to meet urgently.

"So I guess you've heard about Doyle?" Tsia asked.

"Yes, I saw Sean the other day. This isn't good is it?"

"No. Adrien's heard from him."

"Really? What did he say?"

"He's coming after us Emily. He said one by one he'd find us. You know he means it."

"I know. What the hell do we do? I mean, who's looking for him?"

"Everyone we can possibly ask. I hate to say this Em, but you know Doyle hates you the most. Adrien's on his way here, but he wanted me to warn you as soon as possible."

Emily didn't say anything. She was trying to process everything.

"Emily?"

"Sorry Tsia, I just don't know what to do next."

"Well I suggest you tell your new team. I hear they're pretty good so they'll look after you I'm sure. They need to be aware for their safety too."

"I know."

"So is there a Mr Prentiss yet?"

That made Emily laugh a little.

"No, not married, but there is someone… oh shit I was supposed to meet him tonight!" She got her phone out of her bag and saw the missed calls from Morgan….he was going to be pissed at her.

"You better tell him as well."

"I will. I'll tell him tonight."

"Ok. Well please be careful Em. As soon as Adrien is here we'll get together. He should have more information by then."

"Sure. You take care too." And she gave her old friend a hug goodbye.

Emily drove to Morgan's. She'd sent him a message saying, 'Sorry x On the way x'. During the journey there she tried to figure out how she was even going to begin telling him about her past.

She got to his place and let herself in as he had asked her to do on many occasions. Morgan was sat on the sofa watching the TV. He didn't move when she walked in. She cautiously approached the sofa, sat down next to him and put a hand on his knee.

"Hey, I'm sorry, I just forgot."

"You forgot? Cheers Emily." He said sarcastically.

"We can still go."

"Nope. It's too late." He was really short with her. She could understand he'd be annoyed at missing the movie, but not this pissed!

"Derek, we can go tomorrow."

"No Emily. I'm sure we won't go tomorrow as I'm pretty certain something else will come up. Or you'll be too busy on your god damn phone." He had raised his voice, something he very rarely did with her. In fact she couldn't remember him doing that since they'd been together…..not in anger anyway. He got up and walked over to the kitchen.

She followed him and saw him grab a bottle of beer out of the fridge.

"Derek, what's the matter?"

"What's the matter! Emily I've been asking you that very question for days and you just dismiss me. I love you but you won't let me in. What the hell's going on with you?"

"I've just been….." She trailed off. She was pretty taken aback by how mad he was.

But Morgan was losing his patience…"If there's someone else, just tell me. Let's get this over and done with."

"You think there's someone else?"

"Yes. The texts, phone calls, secret meetings, standing me up…. What would you think?"

"I would trust you."

"Bullshit Emily!"

"Don't judge me by your standards Derek!" As soon as those words left her lips she regretted it. He had every reason to have been worried about her the last few days, and in his position she probably would have jumped to the same conclusion. She had just not been ready to tell him everything.

Morgan went to say something….he looked so angry. But he stopped himself and walked away from her…

"Derek, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that."

"Forget it Emily, I'm going out. I need to clear my head." And with that he walked out of the front door leaving her alone in his house.

She had no idea how long he would be, so she decided to go back to her place and let him cool off. She left him a note, 'Derek, I'm sorry. I had no right to say what I did. I know you're worried but I promise there is no-one else. I will explain everything to you if you'll let me. Please call when you're ready. I love you. Em xx'

Emily drove home, cursing herself for neglecting him the way she had for the last few days. She really had to brush up on her relationship skills…..why didn't they have a manual for that! She locked her car up and was walking across the dark lot. Her mind was on Derek and not on the dangers she was facing, so her guard was down…..that was her mistake. She felt one strong hand around her mouth and the other around her body, immobilising her arms. She knew exactly who it was…..he still smelt the same. She knew she would not get out of his grip. He was way too strong for her. He grabbed her gun from her waistband and held it to her head.

"Walk." He ordered.

She did as he said. He bundled her into the back of his van, tied her up and then knocked her out with one hard punch to her head…

Morgan got home a couple of hours later. He felt a little bad as she had tried to apologise and he'd just left her. He let himself in and saw the note on the stand where he left his keys…..she obviously left it there knowing it was he first place he would go to. He let himself smile at the 'I love you'. He knew she didn't say that lightly so he could not help but forgive her in his mind. He got out his phone and called her straight away…no answer. 'You have got to be kidding me?' He thought to himself. But then he read the note again…there was obviously something wrong so he decided to go over to her place to sort it out face to face.

He pulled up next to her car and started walking towards her place….. a few steps away from her car he saw a phone on the floor and immediately recognised it as Emily's. He picked it up and saw the missed call from him…..He knocked on her front door and when she didn't answer, he became worried. He pulled out his gun and opened the door with the key she had given him. He searched her place but there was no sign of her.

He was just about to call Hotch when he looked at her phone. He didn't like snooping, but this was for a good reason. He looked at the last calls. There were a couple of names he didn't recognise. The last number was 'Tsia'. He pressed the dial button.

A female voice on the other end answered,

'Emily?" she sounded surprised to hear from her.

"No, my names Derek Morgan. I'm Emily's erm….. I work with Emily."

"Is she ok?" the woman sounded really worried.

"Well that's why I'm ringing. I don't know. I can't find her."

"Oh shit. This isn't good. You need to get the police straight away."

"Why? What do you know?"

"I can't explain on the phone. Let me meet you."

"OK, do you know where Quantico is?"

"Sure, I'll be there as soon as possible."

Morgan got the police to Emily's house and he got them to tape it off as a crime scene. He called the rest of the team and they all rushed in to Quantico. They were all sat in the briefing room when Morgan walked in with Tsia.

"Guys, this is Tsia Moseley. She works for Interpol. She is hopefully going to tell us what happened to Emily," Morgan said glaring at the woman with a hint of anger in his voice. The others didn't really understand what his problem was.

Tsia started, "I used to work with Emily when she was seconded to Interpol. There was a team of us…. Me, Emily, Sean McAllister and Adrien Lambert….he was our boss. We were working on a case in Russia of an Irish ex-pat who was supplying arms to the Russian mafia. His name was Ian Doyle and he had links to the IRA. To cut a very long story short, we had to go to Russia to gather intelligence. It is very rare for Interpol Agents to go undercover, but Adrien thought Emily could handle it."

"She was undercover?" Morgan asked, shocked…. "She never told us anything"

"It's not the kind of thing you can really speak about openly Morgan" Hotch stated to him.

"Yes but she could have told me." They all looked at him confused…of course none of them knew about the two of them, although he thought was probably going to change today.

They all then looked back to Tsia willing her to carry on;

"She did go undercover. She ended up getting pretty close to Doyle."

"How close?" Morgan interrupted.

Hotch was getting mad with his colleague, "Morgan, will you let her speak."

Morgan was going to answer him back but thought better of it and bit his tongue.

"As I was saying, she got pretty close to him. She did a really good job and managed to hook him in. I actually think he may have fallen in love with her, which is where the problem is. We got enough to arrest him, but it took a while getting the paperwork through the Russian authorities. The mafia had officers in the Russian authorities on their books, so they soon got wind of the arrest before it happened and Doyle was warned off. When he found out Emily was an Agent he went crazy. He beat her up real bad. I'm pretty sure he would have killed her and more if we hadn't got to him first."

"So what's that got to do with what's happened today?" Hotch asked.

"Doyle escaped…..with his connections, probably an inside job. We don't know where he is. He has sworn to come after all of us….but Emily will be the one he really wants. We will just be a bonus."

"When did he escape?" Rossi asked.

"Just over a week ago. Sean came to see Emily a few days ago to let her know. I met with her today as Doyle had managed to contact Adrien and told him he was coming after us."

Morgan couldn't help himself, "Why didn't she tell us?"

"She was going to. When I saw her earlier, she said she was going to tell you guys tomorrow and she was on her way to tell her boyfriend tonight."

Morgan suddenly felt sick. She was coming to tell him everything and he started a fight with her. If he hadn't done that, she'd be with him right now.

"Boyfriend?" Garcia exclaimed…."she never said anything about a boyfriend."

"Ok, we will need to speak with him. I'm sure there'll be a clue on her phone….Morgan take a look at it please. Where's your boss now Tsia?" Hotch asked.

"He's on his way. He is flying in from New York first thing tomorrow morning. He knows that Emily's disappeared."

"I guess the one positive thing is that he didn't kill her as soon as he found her. He must want her for something….that means we have some time." Rossi added.

"Garcia, get on to Interpol and get a liaison down here. We need every resource possible to track this guy. Also check with the police to see if they have a lead on the vehicle from the CCTV on her parking lot."

"Yes sir" Garcia said and scurried off to get to work.

"Morgan, any luck with her phone?"

"Hotch, I don't need to look at the phone."

"What are you talking about?" Hotch said getting impatient with him now.

"It's me…. I'm the boyfriend." Morgan said looking like he had the weight of the world on his shoulders.

"What? How long's that been going on for?" Hotch asked angrily.

Rossi interrupted, "Hotch, that's not important right now. You can deal with it after we find her."

Hotch looked at Morgan with huge frown on his face, "Ok Morgan, what can you tell us?"

Morgan hung his head, "nothing really. She's been acting strange the last few days but wouldn't tell me what was wrong. She came to my place tonight and we… we got into a fight and I left. When I got back she had gone. Obviously she went home. So I went there to speak to her and that's when I found her phone. That's it. I've got nothing else."

"Ok, I'm going to speak to the Chief of Police and see how they are doing." And with that Hotch walked out of the room.

Rossi could see how dejected Morgan looked. He walked over to him and put a hand on his shoulder, "We'll find her Morgan. You couldn't ask for a better team to be on the case….and that includes you."

"It's my fault Rossi. If I hadn't of stormed off she would be with me now."

"Everyone has arguments. You could never have guessed this was going to happen. C'mon, let's get to work."

Rossi turned back to Tsia, "You said you were pretty sure he was going to kill her and more. What did you mean by 'more'?"

Tsia looks down and took a gulp, "Like I said, she got pretty close to him. I know stuff happened between them, but she never slept with him. He mentioned something about it when he was interviewed afterwards. He was so angry with her. I think it's unfinished business for him."