Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds.

A/N: Here is the second part to my story. I don't know if anyone wants to or plans on reading this, since Prentiss is off the show. All I know is that she is one of my favourite characters and hopefully Emily Prentiss will continue on in FanFiction.

Also, just throwing it out there, something very similar to this happened to me. The difference is I was in Paris and my terrible efforts at a French accent prevented me from approaching the guy. Not that anyone care though…

Enjoy!

Part 1 - On a Train

Chicago, Illinois - 1996

Standing by yourself in a new place is a daunting experience. Even though you may be surrounded by hundreds or thousands of people, if you do not see a familiar face you feel alone.

As the sky darkened, Emily Prentiss brushed her long dark brown, almost black hair out of her pale face and tightened her jacket around her to feign off the winter's chill. She had just moved to Chicago, she was alone and did not know anyone in the city.

Emily had left Washington, D.C. for a better career opportunity and mostly to get away for her political family. Her mother, Ambassador Prentiss, had her political tentacles wrapped around almost all of the people in at least a 300 mile radius. So Emily had to get out of there and start her own life without her mother interfering.

The Ambassador had spent the majority of Emily's 24 years controlling her daughter's life. Whether it was the constant upheaval of homes to move across the globe, picking schools (her mother said Harvard, so Emily chose Yale), judging her boyfriends or critiquing her career. The Ambassador was constantly on Emily's case, either angered or disappointed with her daughter. Emily knew that the Ambassador was not pleased with her when she had joined the FBI instead of following her political footsteps. Who could blame Emily though, because she had witnessed firsthand how politics can destroy families.

Emily was bumped from behind as she tried to board the 'L' train. She held in a gasp, the many native Chicago riders pushed by roughly without a care for her wellbeing. Emily was shocked at their force, but she realized how fast the train filled up and if you wanted a spot you had to push your way in. She was never one to back down from a conflict so she buckled down and began to push her own way in past the bodies of strangers.

All Emily wanted to do was make her way to the apartment she would be staying at in Chicago. Tomorrow would be a busy day for her, her first day of work and she needed time to mentally prepare. Well that's not all she wanted, she wanted a shower, a coffee, to be out of the cold and for just one person to apologise for bumping into her!

Eventually, she found herself in a more open space with room to grab on to a nearby bar to prevent herself from falling due to the trains frequent stops and starts. Emily gazed around the car until her eyes came to rest on a young man, who appeared to be the around the same age as herself. He was sitting down three people away from her.

He had large head phones on, attached to a portable CD player. The man had milk chocolate skin that made Emily wonder if it was as smooth as it looked. He was also wearing a larger grey jacket that was a tight enough fit to show that he was strong and muscled.

Since Emily was so absorbed with the dark man, she didn't notice him cataloging her features. When she finally looked in his eyes and realised he was watching her, she immediately blushed and looked away. Emily even angled her body way from the stranger in hopes of hiding her embarrassment.

Finally, after a few minutes Emily couldn't help herself, she wanted to have another look at the handsome man who had the warmest brown eyes she had ever seen. She turned around and he was looking at her. They both coyly smiled at each other.

This game look and look away continued on for several more stops, until the train began to clear out. As Emily was making room for an elderly lady to board, she didn't notice the man move. When she turned around she saw that he was only a few feet away. His head phones had been removed and his sole focus was on Emily.

It could have appeared that Emily was patiently waiting for her stop, but if you looked closely you could tell she was trying to work up the courage to approach the unknown man.

The man took a step towards her, and Emily decided that she was finally going to just going to talk to him. Suddenly her stop was called. This flash into reality spooked her and her newly found confidence disappeared with her stop name. Emily quickly turned around and exited the train. She endured countless jostles from people passing by as she did so.

Of course, Emily regretted getting off the train without so much as a name of the man she had been watching. She turned around but to her disappointment the door her already closed. She knew that with her job, she should not be trying to flirt with strangers, but something about that man caused her to forget her work induced instinct.

Against her better judgment she took one last look inside just before the train started to pull away and saw the dark man waving at her. A smile appeared across Emily's face and she eagerly waved back.

Emily hadn't even noticed when a few people had bumped into her because she was now satisfied that the man had also found a liking to her. Emily walked away from the platform with a change in her demeanour. She was still upset with her shyness because she was unable to approach him, but at least the wave offered some form of recognition.

A/N: So by now you know this is the start to another Derek and Emily story, if you didn't know now you do. This one will follow their first meeting, maybe touch on the Doyle plot line (still deciding), work its way through some cases and hopefully finish up with this past season.

I don't know how long this will be and unlike the other fics I have written this one did not have a rough copy first. So please forgive the gaps in the updates, I am just trying to work out the story plot before I post.