*** PRESENT DAY ***
Two months had passed since Emily told Clyde that she would consider his offer and one since she had accepted it. She had been distancing herself from the team, ever since the offer was made, just in case she decided to take the job. That way, hopefully, it wouldn't be so hard on the team.
She knew she couldn't hide it forever; she had to tell Hotch that she wanted a transfer... She just couldn't bring herself to do it.
Clyde had told her that she could start at the London Interpol office whenever she wanted, so at least she didn't have the pressures of running out of time. She eventually decided that when she arrived at the BAU that morning, she would go into Hotch's office, and tell him she wanted a transfer. How's he gonna take it? She wondered to herself. The team is going to feel SO betrayed, especially after last time... She considered. How can I do this to them all over again? Especially Reid... Just as our relationship could finally develop, I'm going to snatch it away from both of us? She argued with herself, but her decision was final. She was going into Hotch's office. She was going to request a transfer. She decided she would tell the team later, after Hotch knew.
Emily Prentiss stood outside of Aaron Hotchner's office nervously, trying to bring herself to knock on the door. She knocked. "Come in?" He answered. Prentiss opened the door, and sat down.
"Prentiss, what's wrong?" Hotch asked, concerned.
"Nothing, well...um...I want a transfer." She blurted out.
"You...want a transfer?!" Hotch replied, shocked.
She nodded. "I've been offered head at London's Interpol office." She started, "and we all know things have been different, since I got back...I think it would be best for me, and the team. I don't want to leave as much as you don't want me to, Hotch. But my decision is final. I'm sorry."
Hotch was dumbfounded. "Well, I'll umm...I'll speak to Strauss right away. I'm sorry too, Emily."
Prentiss stood up, and left.
A few days later, Hotch asked Emily to go to his office. She knew it was about the transfer.
"I got you the transfer." Hotch told her.
She didn't know whether to be happy because she got the transfer she requested, or depressed, at the fact she really was leaving the BAU for good.
"Thanks, Hotch..." She replied, solemnly. She left.
How the hell am I going to tell the team, that I'm leaving again?! She thought to herself, once home again. After considering ways to do so, for over half an hour, she decided she would go to sleep, and deal with everything in the morning.