Hello hello! Just a little hint as for what's to come, I've had many requests for a Demily baby and what you request you shall (most likely) receive. (And yes, I am aware that their ages may not line up with the timeline, but I don't care).

I wasn't going to begin publishing this yet, but my first day or Year 11 was today, and my improved mentality over the holidays has completely diminished, so it was a pretty bad day, to put it lightly. On top of that, there is complete and utter chaos in my home life and it has been getting worse with every day over the past few weeks.

Basically, I'm posting this now in the hopes to bring not only some brightness and something to look forward to in my own life, but to possibly lift a few of you who may be feeling a bit down lately.

Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds or its characters.

Let me know what you think as it goes on and read forth, my loves!

-A xx

4 YEARS AGO:

Prentiss

This was it. Today was my last day working with my beautiful team at the BAU. Today was my last day in Virginia, my last day in the United States. Today was where my whole life started to fall apart and became whole all in one. It was where I realised that not everything has to go as you planned for it to be a good thing. It was where I realised that I was capable of much more than I had thought.

We had just wrapped up my last case here and got back to Quantico. I sat down at my desk one last time. I took it all in; my desk, the colourful small objects Garcia had made or bought me to brighten up my desk from all the horrible things that crossed it, the bullpen in front of me, Morgan's desk behind me, JJ's desk beside me, Reid's desk diagonal from me. I ran my hand along the front of the desk lightly before standing up. I glanced around the bullpen again, saying a silent goodbye to my workplace and second home of 5 years. I turned and looked at Hotch and Rossi's offices but I stopped short when I saw the team lined along the wall of the catwalk, watching me. JJ, Garcia and Reid were crying, Morgan, Rossi and Hotch looked upset. Will was by JJ's side, holding her close to him as he looked very upset too. He had met us here to say a pre-goodbye to me before drinks at my apartment. Tears filled my eyes when I saw them but I looked down and blinked them away before they fell.

Garcia walked down the steps and over towards my desk when I looked up. She picked up the small items and put them into my bag, "You can brighten up your Interpol desk." I smiled at her and nodded. She took a deep breath, "I am trying so hard not to sob and ball my eyes out right now." The tears were still dripping down her cheeks.

"Oh, me too." I said quietly.

She picked up the colourful pencil holder with my name engraved across it and the FBI crest above it. She left my pens in and went to put it in my bag but I stopped her, "You keep it. Something to remember me by."

"Oh honey, I'm going to remember you whether I have this or not. We're staying in touch and I'm visiting you all the time. Seriously, call me once a week at the least." She held the pencil holder close to her.

I smiled and nodded, "I will. And I'll come and visit you guys too."

"How often? Like, once a month?" She gasped, "How about once a week? Once a day!?"

I laughed lightly and shook my head. "I'll visit when it's possible to."

"I'm going to miss you." She said quieter.

I smiled, "I'm going to miss you too but this is what's best for everyone, Pen. I'm different now and I can't go back to who I used to be. I was of better use here before Doyle and now I'm not much help."

"Are you kidding me? You just caught the unsub and it was almost all you. The others had no idea; I had no idea. That was all you, Emily."

"I can do more in London and we both know it."

She sighed and looked down, "Okay."

"Are you arguing?" Reid asked as they all walked over.

"No." I said.

"Yes." Garcia disagreed.

"Stop Garcia," I laughed with no humour present, "We both know that this is what I need to do."

"I'm not okay with this." She shook her head.

"You're making this so much harder than it needs to be."

"It should be hard! You're leaving us!" She said with heavy sadness. She turned to walk away but I spoke before she got further than a step.

"Is this how you acted when I was dead?"

She stopped and turned around, "What?" Her eyes were wide with shock that I had brought it up. I never spoke about it.

"When you thought I was dead, were you this mad with me?"

"I'm not mad, I'm upset." She said before walking towards her office.

"But your mad and upset is the same thing…" I said quietly.

"She just really doesn't want you to leave." JJ said.

"She'll get over it once a new agent comes in." I said casually.

"We're not getting a new agent." Hotch said, "At least not for a while."

"Why not?"

"We're hoping that you won't like London and you'll come back sooner or later." Rossi said.

"Please at least look for a replacement?"

Hotch sighed, "Fine, but it won't be a replacement. If we end up recruiting someone, we'll still have a place for you."

"You can't afford that." I smirked.

"I'll work it out."

"Hotch, I don't think I'm coming back." I shook my head, "Not to work here."

"We'll see." A ghost of a smile hinted at his lips.

My apartment was full of my tipsy team. Garcia and Reid were worse off than everyone else. I had a plane to catch at 11 in the morning, Morgan was driving those two and himself home later, Jack was here with Hotch, Henry was here with JJ and Will and Rossi was driving himself home. We all decided that we wouldn't talk about it again until the end of our night or tomorrow morning before my flight, so it was fun up until then. Eventually, the fun came to end and turned into many tears.

"Don't go." Garcia said, "It's not too late; your position is still there and it'll be a lot harder for them, but I'm sure Interpol will eventually solve what they need to."

I shook my head and looked down, "Please don't make this any worse."

"But this is too hard. I like to think of myself as strong, but not right now."

"You think this is hard? You're saying goodbye to one friend. I'm saying goodbye to seven and two children."

"Fine, I'll see you in a few days when you come for your weekly visit anyway."

"Garcia, you'll find a new agent and you won't even remember me. You'll be fine."

She looked offended by my comment, "I will remember you and we're not getting a new agent."

"You have to." I smiled.

"No, it's not happening. I like the people in this room and that is it. Unless the new agent is Will, we're not getting one. I hate people."

"Want to be a BAU agent?" JJ asked her husband beside her.

"No." He shook his head, "Thanks for the offer, though." His New Orleans accent was strong as he spoke.

Morgan looked at me as I yawned and I sat back, rubbing my eyes. "You're exhausted." He said.

"I still have so much to do before tomorrow." I looked around the room.

"Do you want help?" Rossi asked.

"Uh…no." I shook my head, "I should be okay. Thanks."

"Well we should get going, then. Jack's tired anyway." Hotch smiled at me and stood up.

I stood too and hugged him. Tears filled and fell from my eyes as we hugged. He laughed at me when he heard me sniff. "You're crying."

"You're my favourite boss." I said quietly.

"We'll see what you think when you get to Interpol." He smirked as we parted.

"Bye Emily. Have a good flight." Jack said. I hugged him and kissed his cheek. Rossi stood next and I hugged him too, tears still falling.

"Love you, Em." He said quietly.

I smiled to myself and wiped my eyes as we parted, "Back at you." He smiled and kissed my cheek.

I continued crying as I hugged Will and Henry. Then I hugged Morgan for longer than anyone yet, then Reid for longer than Morgan, Garcia longer than Reid and then I ended with JJ. We didn't part for a good 5 minutes as we both cried.

They left with another goodbye and I broke into a blubbering mess. I sat down on the couch as cried for what felt like an hour before there was a knock on the door. I tried to calm myself down and wiped my cheeks several times as I walked to the door. I opened it and saw Morgan on the other side. He held up a six pack of beer, "Need help?"

I smiled and moved out of the way. We walked in and removed two beers from the cardboard, cracking them open and handing me one. "You don't have to do this."

"But I want to and I'm not going to be able to sleep."

I smiled, "Well, thank you."

"No problem. Where do I start?"

"Um…" I looked around and picked up an empty box, "Put all of that on the bookshelf in here."

"Don't you want to keep any of it?" He asked as he walked over.

"No." I shook my head. "Wait, except for these." I took three frames down. One was of me, JJ and Garcia, one was of me, Morgan, Reid, Rossi, Hotch and Will and one was of all 10 of us, Jack and Henry included. "And this." I took the one on the other side of Sergio and I that Garcia has insisted on taking, putting in a frame and giving to me.

He smiled, "Sentimental value, that one." He motioned to Sergio and I.

"Hey, I'm never going to be able to see my baby anymore. I'm allowed to be emotional. He's the closet thing I will ever get and ever want to a child.

We both laughed and he started packing things in. I started on the other side of the room and we worked in towards the middle. After about an hour, we had finished the room, the last room. The beers were gone and I was drunk now, the beers on top of the previous drinks.

I looked at the framed pictures of the team again before closing the box. I burst into tears then and Morgan put his arms around me. "Hey, shh. You're going to great in London, Em. You're going to kick some advanced criminal arse."

"But the team won't be doing it with me." I said as I pulled away and wiped my cheeks.

"We'll be in your heart with you and we'll only be a phone call away. You can call any time, whether it's the middle of the night or the middle of the day; we'll all answer."

"Am I making a mistake?"

"You're doing what is best for you and that's all you can do."

I looked up into his eyes, "Thank you." All at once, everything happened. He kissed me and instead of pushing him away like I should have, I kissed him back like I wanted to. I was on my bed in no time and he was kissing down my neck. This was when it all started.