Emily Prentiss paced around her bedroom, checking to see what time was in London before returning a call to a number she'd been declining for the past couple of days.
Before the man on the other end could say anything, she said it before she could over think it and back out.
"Clyde? I'll take the job. But it's, uh, late here, so could you fill me in on everything tomorrow?"
Emily could tell by the pleased tone in his voice that he wasn't surprised at all as he replied. Before she knew it, the short phone call was over, and she collapsed back on her bed.
So it was done. She would be able to get away before it set in, the pain of knowing JJ was off with someone she'd chosen over her.
There were moments when she wished she'd listened to Will, or let those bombs go off, but she knew that JJ losing both of them at once would unbearable, and she couldn't do it. Not to JJ.
And still, JJ chose him.
Emily gave in to the tears that had been burning in her eyes for the last few minutes. All she wanted was to see JJ, but in truth he didn't even know where JJ was— she was in the process of going on her honeymoon. She'd given Emily the itinerary, but Emily was sure she'd thrown it out.
Crawling under the covers, Emily realized, this is it. She'd have to move on from JJ, even if she didn't want to, because now she had no choice. JJ clearly loved Will more than her, and as far as she knew, Emily now had no reason to stick around if it was just going to break her heart even further.
As Emily lay in the silence and darkness of her apartment, crying herself to sleep, she sobbed harder than she ever had before.
This isn't going to be easy.