This is sort of AU, I had a lot of fun writing this and there will be more!
Lycris and Title are from Emeinme's When I'm Gone
As always I thank Calleigh Logan for editing this and totally fangirling with me.
DISCLAMIER: I OWN NOTHING
As Emily walked across the park she saw a small reflecting pound at the end of the path with a bench right on the edge. She walked up to it, sitting down gently. She slipped her shoes off and dipped a toe in the cold pond. "It's a little cold for that, don't you think?" A deep voice came from behind her.
"I was waiting for you," She patted the bench next to her and he sat down next to her. "I missed you."
He wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her into his side. "I missed you too, but don't worry. We'll be together soon enough without having to worry about your mom."
Emily turned to face Derek with wide eyes. "How? You would have to quit…You don't have to quit!" Derek had been working for her mom for almost a year as security. When Emily came home for the summer she made any excuse to be by him. Things bloomed, causing them to sneak out to see each other.
"I got offered another job. It pays just a bit more. It would help me pay for college." Derek lightly kissed her lips.
"Mom probably loves you more than me, she will offer as much as you want to stay. Just talk to her first." He nodded. Emily tucked herself into his embrace again. "I love it out here. It seems that no one can be sad here." The park where they were was walking distance from the senator's mansion on the outskirts of Chicago.
As the couple sat there in total bliss, not thinking of anything too far in the future, the night got darker, making it almost impossible to see past a foot away. The snapping of a couple twigs made Derek pull Emily closer to him and tense up. Emily just laughed. "It was an animal."
"You don't know that. It could have been a person who lost their mind and now is killing people." Emily smacked his chest knowing she told him about a dream where that had happened. "Let's go, its real dark." He stood up, pulling her with him towards the mansion.
She huffed as she was dragged to her feet. "But when we get back, we won't be able to do this." Closing the small distance between them, she kissed him, wrapping her arms around his neck. When she felt his hands pulling her hips closer, she smiled. "How about we go get a small motel room? We'll be back before sun rise!"
Derek sighed. He loved Emily. She was probably the first woman he has ever really felt this strong about. But her mom was his boss and he could lose his job if her mom found out about them. "Not tonight, babe. I want to have a whole night." He gave her a chaste kiss.
"Derek, I leave in less than a month!" Emily pulled away, frowning. "I want to make love to you before I go back!"
He grabbed for her hand but she pulled away, "Babe, I want that too, but I don't want it to be rushed. I want it to be romantic, something we will always remember. Something I can hold on to till I see you again."
"Why do you have to be so sweet?" Emily pouted, burying her heard in his chest. "When is your next day off?"
"Tuesday, but you are with your mom at the benefit dinner for something," Derek let his hand travel up and down her arm. "I could talk to Dave and see if I could switch him and go with you guys."
"He'll say yes. He hates politics." Dave was her mom's head security guard and somewhat of an uncle figure to Emily. He had been working for her mom for longer than Emily herself could remember.
"I'll ask tomorrow but I better be getting a certain girl back who has to go shopping to get her outfit for the dinner." They started slowly walking back, taking their time.
"Why is mom making me take her media liaison with me? I'm an adult, I can pick my own outfits!" Her mom had been pretty insistent in not letting Emily pick her outfits for most dinners.
Derek just chuckled, "Do I have to find your old yearbooks?"
"That was a juvenile thing to do and I have grown up since then. Also, my hair doesn't stay like that without a lot of hair spray and product, not doing that to my hair ever again." She ran her hands threw her straight silky hair, wincing as she remembered her old fashion taste.
"Don't worry, JJ is cool and Pen is going. Don't know why, she just said she was." Garcia, or Pen as most people called her, was the senator's computer tech. She was a genius with computers and as long as she did good work, Emily's mom let her wear her bright colors every day.
"Do you think we might need a security detail?" Emily asked brightly, stopping right before the parks end.
Derek stopped too, pulling her so close that their foreheads were touching. "Nice try, babe, but I'm taking your mom to a bunch of meetings."
"How fair is it that my mom gets more time with my boyfriend than me?" She joked before giving Derek one last kiss then slipping away from him.
"No need to worry, there is nothing going on there. One: your dad would kill me and no one would be able to find the body, and two: I'm kind of head over heels for this other girl who looks a lot like her." He flashed her a dazzling smile.
Emily rolled her eyes and watched him wink then slip into a back door of the mansion where his room for the summer was located. Emily herself walked to the front of the house and slipped her key out. She cringed when the door squeaked loudly when she shut the door. She heard footsteps coming her way. Dave came around the corner, relaxing a bit upon seeing it was Emily.
"Kid, it's late. And you have to get up early tomorrow, right?" Emily nodded, not looking him in the eye. "I'm not going to tell your parents. You're a big girl, but you are getting a little old to be sneaking out to this guy's house twice a week every week."
"Technically not sneaking off to his house. We just hang out and talk." Dave was always there for Emily to talk to, even through her rough teenage years.
"Just be safe, kiddo. And go to bed," He patted her shoulder. Dave went back from his office to watch over the security.
As soon as Emily laid down she passed out, not waking back up again during the night. When she woke up again, the sun was streaming through the window. There was a constant knock at her door that she was ignoring. "Emily!" Her father's voice came from the other side of the door.
"GO AWAY!" Emily yelled into her pillow.
She heard the deep laughing of her father and he opened the door. "Time to get up, buttercup, you have to go shopping soon."
"No," Turning around in the bed, she tossed a pillow in the direction of the door.
"Do I have to get some water to wake you up?" Emily shot up and looked shocked at him. Her dad had poured glasses of water on her when she didn't wake up before. Not fun. "Mom wants you to be back for dinner, so you should leave in about an hour."
Wiping her eyes, Emily looked at her father's designer suit he only wore for high business. "Are you going to be here for dinner?"
"I'll try buttercup love you." Victor hated not being home for his daughter and wife, but business needed to be done.
"Love you too," Emily sighed as her father walked out of the room looking at his phone. His business had always been more important than her, not surprising that it still is. Crawling out of bed, Emily threw the clothes she hadn't taken off from the night before and got in the shower, letting the hot water release some tension in her body.
When she was done, she quickly changed into a pair of comfortable jeans and a cute pink shirt she hadn't been able to wear anywhere because her mom said it didn't look fancy enough for any event. When Emily walked down stairs, she saw Derek and Pen talking laughing in the kitchen.
"You're up!" Pen exclaimed and hugged her friend before handing her a cup of coffee.
"Yeah, Dad woke me before he left," The normal life in Emily's voice was gone. It was one of those days where she felt that she was a burden to her parents. She had a lot of days like that.
"Business?" Derek asked. There was nothing more he wanted to do than wrap Emily in a hug, but they couldn't risk it here.
Emily just shrugged her shoulders, "I just want to get this day over so I can sleep."
"Didn't you sleep enough? It's 12:30! We don't have a lot of time to get you a cute little dress." Pen exclaimed, pouting a bit.
"Actually we have to find her a dress that isn't little. It's the only reason we are going with her." JJ smiled, walking into the kitchen and grabbing a cup of coffee.
Emily smiled a bit but kept playing with her nails, "Thanks, guys, 'cause you know I was going to buy a little clubbing dress to go to a fundraising dinner where there will be mostly old people."
The infamous click of heels coming down the hall made the laughing quiet as Elizabeth walked into the room. "Emily? You guys haven't left yet?" The senator's tone was disapproving and her eyes were fixed on her daughter.
It took all of Emily's willpower not to roll her eyes, "I couldn't sleep last night. No need to worry, we're leaving now. Have fun at your meetings." Without another word Emily stormed out of the room, casting a quick look at Derek who looked worried.
Derek watched as Emily stormed off, Pen and JJ following her. The two blonds were surprisingly quiet. The front door slamming made an eerie echo through the mansion.
At the mall the girls didn't talk much at first. Emily just skimmed though racks of clothes, not finding anything that jumped out at her. JJ quietly watched Emily, wondering why the normally talkative woman was being so quiet. She didn't want to ask though. It wasn't her business, she was just one of Emily's mom's employees. Pen, on the other hand, was chatting and making jokes the whole time, probably overcompensating for the silent brunette.
"Oh, how about this one?" Garcia held up a knee length purple dress that was modest but still cute. "It covers everything and would totally make every guy in there want you."
Emily smiled slightly and grabbed the dress to examine it. "It's cute but I really don't want all the guys at the dinner on me. Most of them are old."
"How about the ones your age? Come on, Em, you haven't went on a date all summer! Your last break up couldn't have been that bad." Pen was always on her about dating someone, of course Emily never said yes.
Emily took the dress and went to the changing room. "I want some time to myself to relax." She said, slipping the dress on. "Damn, this dress is perfect!" Emily stepped out of the changing room, looking absolutely stunning.
"I would say it's appropriate for the dinner. And even if it wasn't, I would still tell you to buy it." JJ commented, smiling.
"Best part about it: your mom is buying!" Pen threw her hand in the air, gaining some weird looks from people in the store.
"I'll go change and we can buy it and then go home. I could totally take a nap about now." Emily quickly changed back into her jeans and shirt. The group bought the dress and headed home, after a lot of arguing from Pen to stop at Victoria's Secret for Emily.
When they finally arrived home they saw Elizabeth's car in the driveway. "Great, there goes my nap." Emily mumbled, pulling into the garage. The sound of Elizabeth yelling assaulted them as soon as they walked in the house. Something was off with the sound of her yelling, it was mad but scared. Emily shoved her dress at Pen. "Go hide upstairs and if I'm not up in ten minutes, call the cops. Okay?" Pen nodded but looked scared. "JJ, you're coming with me. But you don't have to"
"I'll go," JJ said, looking slightly frazzled but much more calm then Pen. The normally bubbly blond silently climbed the stairs with a scared look on her face. As soon as she was all the way up, Emily turned to JJ.
"I'm going to go see what's wrong. The yelling is coming from the kitchen so you can go around the back and come in or follow me." Emily's adrenaline was pumping, but she had to keep level headed. That's what they taught her in her college classes.
"I'll go around the back." Emily nodded and took a deep breath before going to the kitchen. She pushed though the kitchen door, bracing herself for what she might see. Her mom was sitting at the small table in the room with her hands around her back. Aaron, her mom's legal consultant, was blocking the path from her mom to the guy with the gun. The guy was taller than Emily but not as tall as Derek.
DEREK! Emily scanned the room for him. Her breath caught in her throat when she saw him leaned up against the refrigerator, eyes closed and blood coming from a gash on his head. She had to force herself to breath and focus. She would check on him later. The gunman looked at her, pointing the gun towards her now.
"She isn't the one you want!" Aaron yelled, trying to get the focus on him again. Her mom's yelling had stopped for a second, making everything quiet. So quiet that you could hear everyone breathing. Emily heard nothing from Derek's direction.
He's dead. Emily froze, her heart stopped. NO, he has to be okay! Instead of thinking, she ran to Derek's side, not caring about anyone else in the room, or in the world. Her hand went to his neck to check for a pulse. It was there, weak, but it was there. She let a breath out.
"Get up!" The gunman yelled, pointing the gun at her once again.
Emily ran her hand on Derek's face, wiping some blood away and kissing his lips lightly. "I love you," she whispered before standing up. "What did mommy do to make you mad?" Her voice was ice cold. She had never got along with her mom, but if Derek died she would never forgive her.
"It's not your business, just come over here and sit." The gunman pointed next to her mom.
"No," Everyone's eyes were on her. Aaron was looking worried, urging her to just agree with the gunman. Her mom had the same emotionless mask on that she always had on, but she didn't look happy with her daughter. "I don't want to sit by her! Whatever she did to you can't be as bad as living with her." Emily didn't let her eyes leave the gunman. She couldn't look at her mom right now.
"It wasn't her, it was your father." The gunman came closer to Emily. "If you won't sit there, then turn around." He had some rope in his other hand.
Emily wasn't going to turn around but then she saw JJ from the back door. The blonde was standing in the cracked door, paralyzed with fear. After the man was done tying her hands he forcibly shoved her down. When the gunman turned back to Elizabeth, Emily got JJ's attention. "Get Dave and Pen make sure everyone is out. Call the cops!" Emily mouthed, hoping JJ understood her.
JJ nodded and disappeared. Emily focused all of her attention on Derek. His breathing was shallow, the blood was still flowing from his head, and bruises were on his face. "Baby, please wake up," Emily whispered, praying to see his beautiful eyes. Nothing happened.
"CALL HIM! TELL HIM TO GET HERE NOW!" The gunman was now pointing the gun right at her mom. Aaron was sitting with his hands behind his back with a dazed look and a bruises forming on the left side of his face.
"I told you I can't. He won't come if I tell him to." Elizabeth sounded somewhat scared but didn't let it show.
"If you don't, I might just finish your guard dog over there. Then maybe your worthless friend here. And then your precious little daughter." The gunman started walking towards Derek and Emily. "Nothing? Really, Elizabeth, are you really that heartless?" The man now had the gun pointing straight at Derek. "He took a hell of a beating for you earlier and now you will just let him die?" Still Elizabeth said nothing.
The gun went off, but it wasn't loud due to the silencer at the end. The bullet struck Derek's shoulder making him whimper. Emily struggled at her rope binding her hands, trying to get to him. "MOM, JUST CALL!" Emily felt the tears falling from her face.
"I can't." The gunman pointed the gun once again at Derek, but it was pointed at his head this time.
"I knew you were heartless, but you are pure evil, aren't you?" The gunman asked Elizabeth. "You are going to risk the life of a man who your daughter clearly loves for your own stubbornness."
Still the senator was silent. The gunman put his finger on the trigger, "STOP! I'LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT! JUST DON'T HURT HIM ANYMORE!" Emily screamed, all of her focus going out the window.
He put the gun down and kneeled in front of Emily. "How sweet of you," He ran the gun around her face, making her flinch. "I need you to call your daddy. Tell him to come home. If you try anything, I will shoot him." He motioned to Derek, who was still moaning in pain.
"I...if I do, will you get him help or at least untie me so I can help him." Emily looked at the man really for the first time. He had dark brown hair and soulless green eyes.
"I'll think about it," He pulled out his phone and put it to Emily's ear. It rang three times before her dad picked up.
"Hello?"
"Dad? Um…can you come home right now, please?" Emily let a sob out when the gunman pointed the gun to Derek's chest.
"What's wrong?" Her dad was worried. His daughter never cried in front of anyone.
"Dad, just come home now, please!" Before she could hear his response, the gunman ripped phone away from her ear and shut it.
"Good job. Now let me cut that rope. If you try anything, I will kill him without blinking. Got it?" Emily nodded. As soon as her hands were free, she placed them on Derek's bleeding shoulder. The gunman stood up and went back to Elizabeth, pointing the gun at her again.
"How can two people as heartless as you create someone so caring and sweet as little Emily? I mean, she would give up her life for a man who you would let die in a heartbeat." The gunman asked.
The senator still didn't say anything, she just stared ahead. Emily looked behind her and saw Aaron looking at the door from the dining room with confusion. "Dave." He mouthed to Emily.
No, they were supposed to leave. They were supposed to be safe. "Tell him to leave." Emily mouthed back before turning her attention to Derek.
"Em?" Derek asked roughly, his eyes briefly fluttering open before closing again.
"Shhh, baby, you need your strength. Just hold on, I will get you help. I promise." She sniffled, not taking her hands off his bullet wound.
He forced his eyes open and looked her straight in the eye. "I…I love you."
"I love you too, baby. More than anything in the world." She kissed him passionately before pulling away. "Keep fighting for me."
"Always." His eyes fluttered close. "This might put a bump in the plans I had for next weekend."
Emily smiled through her tears, he could always make her smile. "What were they?"
"I asked for next weekend off so we could take a trip to the beach and spend the whole time making love." His voice was getting softer and weaker with every word.
"That's so amazing, baby, but you have to conserve your energy. Don't talk, just fight." Emily could feel his pulse weakening by the minute.
Emily heard the man yelling at her mother, but didn't want to listen anymore. She just wanted Derek to be okay. When Aaron moved next to Emily, it almost gave her a heart attack. "How is he doing?" Aaron's voice was just barely audible.
"Bad. Really bad, I didn't know people had this much blood to lose." Emily was still kneeled next to Derek with her hands soaked with blood, not to mention the blood all around him.
"I saw Dave through the door and he wants you to get out now." Aaron looked back to see the gunman still pointing his gun at Elizabeth, thanking God that the man hadn't seen he moved.
"No, I'm not leaving him," When she looks at Derek his face is visibly pale and his breathing was labored.
Aaron looked at the young couple. "Both of you go. I'll distract him but you have to move fast."
"I don't think he's up for it," As the warm tears fell down her face, Emily realized that this is the most she has cried in a long time.
"I can," Derek's hoarse voice whispered. Emily looked at him worriedly.
"Move through the back door when I signal you." They nodded and Aaron got back to his old place near the table.
Emily finally let go of Derek's shoulder and quickly undid her belt, "Baby, this is definitely not the time." Derek chuckled when she gave him an evil look.
"This is to somewhat stop the bleeding. I learned it last year. But if I put it on too early then you could lose your arm." She tightened the belt blocking some of the blood flow to the gushing shoulder then got on the other side of Derek so she would be able to help him to the door.
Aaron watched as the gunman passed the room, checking his watch every minute or so, and decided to make his move. "You know, checking your watch doesn't make the time go by any faster."
"You really feel like talking, smart ass?" The gunman came closer to Aaron, holding his gun to his shoulder. "Do you want the same injury as your buddy over there?"
"Go for it," Emily knew that he was talking to them and prayed he wouldn't get shot. She helped Derek up quickly and out of the room before hearing the gun smack against Aaron's head…again. Once they were out of the kitchen, Emily made her way to the living room, practically dragging Derek with her.
"Oh my God!" Pen shrieked as soon as they made it in the living room. JJ stood there, horrified at the amount of blood covering both of them.
Dave was at their side in an instant helping Derek stand. "There are police outside but I told them not to come in. It will spook the guy."
"He wants something from my dad. He almost killed Derek because my mom wouldn't call him to come home." Emily didn't care if she was covered in the blood of her boyfriend or the fact that she was just held at gunpoint. There was nothing she wanted to do more then beat that man to a pulp.
"Let's get him outside. There are people who can help." Dave said, dragging Derek toward the front door. The blondes followed, still in shock.
When they got out, there were six or seven police cars and an ambulance waiting. A couple police officers came and took Derek, lifting him easier than she ever could. They took him to the ambulance and placed him on a stretcher, letting the paramedics do their work.
"He's lost a lot of blood. We need to get him to a hospital now!" One paramedic yelled, ripping off Emily's belt and lifting Derek's shirt. "What did this guy do to the poor kid?"
Emily sneaked closer and saw Derek's chest all shades of blue and purple with welts and scars all over. She gasped and stepped back, almost falling. Dave was at her side, placing a hand on her arm and pulling her away from the ambulance. "Let them work."
"No, I have to stay with him." Emily broke from Dave and ran back to the ambulances. "Can I ride with him?" She asked the paramedics who looked at each other and shrugged.
They were all stepping in the back when a hand stopped Emily. "Miss Prentiss, we need you here to answer questions to help get your mom out safe," A police officer said.
Emily looked back at Derek, then at the house, "I could care less right now. Derek might die because she wouldn't swallow her fucking pride." Everyone stopped and looked at the senator's daughter.
Dave stepped in again, "Emily, Aaron is still in there." Emily's face became neutral for a second, weighing her options. "You can't help Derek by waiting. You can help Aaron right now though."
"I'll ride with him," Pen added, trying to keep the tears from falling. She needed to be strong for Emily.
Emily nodded, "One sec," She climbed in the back of the ambulance where the paramedics were still working. She leaned down and kissed Derek lightly, "I love you." His eyes fluttered open and he smiled just a bit. "I know you love me too. Now be good for the doctors, okay? And stay strong for me." He gave her a small smile and his eyes closed again.
She crawled back out of the ambulance and went to Dave. Pen got in the ambulance and they closed it up before speeding away quickly. "Please say he will be all right." The tears were threatening to fall once again.
"He's a fighter. But right now, let's help Aaron and your mom." Dave wrapped his arm around her supportingly and led her to the police officers waiting to question her.
The officer pulled out a notebook, "What can you tell me about how he acted?" This police office was dressed in a suit, probably a detective, with a heavy southern accent.
"He was really mad. He yelled at my mom, telling her to call my dad. She wouldn't, so he shot Derek." Emily broke into sobs. Dave brought her to his chest, soothing her back. Now that she wasn't by Derek she couldn't keep the tears in.
"Is that all you need?" Dave asked. The detective nodded, and walked away to talk to other officers. "Let's go sit down." Emily didn't say anything, she just continued to cry.
Dave sat them down on a bench a small distance from the main group. "Dave, he can't die. I need him," Emily muttered, pulling at the necklace Derek had gotten her last week.
"How long have you two been together?" He noticed her clothes were covered in blood, but she either didn't care or didn't notice.
"About two months. We were talking a lot and I realized I like him more than I have ever liked anyone. He planned on taking a trip next weekend. It would are first time…you know..." Emily looked down, smiling. "He was such a softie and romantic."
"He is," Dave reminded her. "And I know he is going to fight."
Emily didn't say anything, just looked back up to the house, "Have I ever said I hate politics?"
"So do I, kiddo, so do I."