Author's Note: I've been extremely busy with school, volleyball, etc. lately, so I've only had time to post these random little songfics. I love good music-it tends to inspire me and leads me to writing these snippets. :D So I hope you all enjoy my writing enough to keep reading these stories, 'cause I can promise you, there is a LOT more to come. :)
P.S. Reviews make me want to keep updating Far From Home (and keep JJ alive).
P.S.S. In case you were wondering, that previous note is NOT blackmail. ;P
JUST ONE MORE MOMENT,
THAT'S ALL THAT'S NEEDED.
LIKE WOUNDED SOLDIERS,
IN NEED OF HEALING.
TIME TO BE HONEST,
THIS TIME I'M PLEADING;
PLEASE DON'T DWELL ON IT,
'CAUSE I DIDN'T MEAN IT…
-I'd Come For You
"You are not alone—do you hear me? You are not alone. We are in that dark place with you; we are waving flashlights and calling your name; so if you can see us, come home. And if you can't—then you stay alive! 'Cause we're coming!"
I know.
And I'm so sorry.
You thought you came too late.
You thought I died, lying on the hard floor of a warehouse, scared and in pain.
That isn't the truth.
But it almost was.
I swear to you, though…I didn't mean for it to end like it did.
And when I left you, I only wanted to protect you.
I never wanted—I never thought—
—I want you all to know—
I'm sorry…
"Seven months ago, I made a decision that affected this team. As you all know, Emily had lost a lot of blood as a result of her fight with Doyle. But the doctors were able to stabilize her and airlift her from Boston to Bethesda under covert exportation. Her identity was strictly need-to-know..."
Even Hotch and JJ couldn't know who I was, where I was going…who I had to become.
"She's alive?"
Yes, Garcia.
"But we buried her…"
No, Reid…
You didn't.
And again, I am so sorry.
"You mourned the loss of a friend. I mourned the loss of six."
I know I can't do much to make it up to you.
Those seven months I was "dead."
But I will try…I have to.
I will do whatever it takes to clean up this mess I've made.
"If you have any issues, you can take them up with me."
"Any issues? Yeah, I've got issues!"
Derek…
"Emily, there's a lot about you being back that's unresolved…"
"Are you pissed at me, too?"
"No. Come on now; how can I be? You're here."
…
Thank you.
"Morgan, I cannot imagine what you went through."
"It was seven months of hell."
I know…
And all I want is to make it better.
Please…tell me what to do to make it stop hurting.
I want you to trust me as you once did…
Please…
I CAN'T BELIEVE I SAID I'D LAY OUR LOVE ON THE GROUND,
BUT IT DOESN'T MATTER, 'CAUSE I'VE MADE IT UP—FORGIVE ME NOW.
EVERY DAY I SPEND AWAY, MY SOUL'S INSIDE OUT;
GOTTA BE SOMEWAY THAT I CAN MAKE IT UP TO YOU NOW, SOMEHOW…
*FLASH*
"It's the day they failed. They'll ask themselves what they could've done.
Could they have gotten there sooner?
They'll heal, but it's going to take time. They'll move on, but they won't forget…"