Okay I just realized regretfully that I forgot to include Garcia in the first two chapters. Oops! But, I assure you she will magically appear in this chapter. (Just pretend she was there all along). Enjoy!
"Oh…. Hey guys, how's it going?" said Emily with a slight uncertainty to her voice.
"How's it going? HOW'S IT GOING?" screeched Garcia. "How do you think it's going? What in gods name is going on here!"
" Well you see, it's a rather long story and I think it may be best if we just…"
"Just WHAT? Just forget about it and pretend you two don't miraculously know each other?!"
"Well I would hardly call the circumstances we met in miraculous." Agent Blake helpfully added.
"Wow, thanks darling for clearing that one up! Now that that's all settled, how about some wine? Oh WAIT. Emily dropped it because she saw you! And oh wait! I still don't know how you two met!" yelled Penelope.
"Pen…PEN!" Morgan interrupted. "Calm down! Take a deep breath."
"Right. Sorry. All this secretiveness is not good for my nervous system!"
"It's okay baby girl." Morgan calmly stated as he turned back around to face the two brunettes behind him.
"Oh no, don't think you two are anywhere off the hook. Just because I saved you from Penelope's wrath of death doesn't mean you don't have to tell us what is going on here. If you haven't noticed, none of us over here take well to being so confused." Said Morgan when he received two grateful glances shot his way after calming down Garcia.
Immediately back on edge, both women shot equal glares of hatred towards the man who they thought might just let them off the hook. But, they should have known better. After knowing Agent Morgan for a number of years, she gave herself a mental slap on the forehead for realizing that Derek was probably the last person out of everyone on the team to let this one slide.
"Yeah, come on Em, what's going on?" JJ added.
"Alex?" Rossi chimed in.
The two female agents body language immediately stiffened once again and they stood silent for a moment trying to decide what to say. Neither one wanted the team to know everything about their past. After all, some secrets are just better off well kept. But, this thought was squandered as they heard the belittling voice of their team leader ask the question they were all dying to hear.
"How did you two meet? Tell us."
Exchanging a quick look with each other to silently confirm they were on the same page, they answered in union.
"Bible camp."
"Bullshit! You expect us to believe after everything we just heard that you two met at Bible camp? You aren't even religious! Tell is the truth." Exclaimed Rossi.
Although, he thought. Their ability to communicate with absolute precision is astounding! How did they even know they were going to say the same thing?! Because it obviously isn't the truth.
"Well Rossi, there is a reason why I don't go to church anymore." Prentiss shot back.
Huh. Never thought of that one. Thought Rossi.
With another panicked glance towards each other, Prentiss began to once again speak.
"Alright, we will tell you. But, just so you know, it isn't a pretty story. And if you look at us differently I swear to god…"
"We won'tPrincess, don't worry." Said the reassuring voice of Derek.
"Okay, well…it all started 24 years ago. When I was fifteen." She gave a pointed look at Rossi. "Lexi- I mean Alex was nineteen."
"Fifteen! You mean….?"
"Don't get ahead of yourself, we haven't gotten there yet. Besides, most of this story Alex hasn't even heard yet, and I'm sure she has just as much to tell me.
This short exchange between the two confused the rest of the team. What is it that Rossi knows? Thought Reid.
But their thoughts were cut off as Prentiss started up again.
"My family lived in the states at the time – Gorgia to be exact. When, in March I was abducted."
FLASHBACK
Fifteen-year-old Emily Prentiss woke up to the strange sensation. It took her a moment to realize that it was indeed still the middle of then night, and everyone was obviously still asleep.
So what woke me up? She thought.
It was then that out of nowhere a shadow stepped out from behind her closet door and lunged toward her. Before she had time to register what was happening, let alone scream, she smelt a sickly sweet sent cover her mouth and nose before everything around her disappeared and the world abruptly plunged into darkness.
When she woke up, all she could think about was the ridiculously painful pounding of her skull. It took several moments to get the pain under control before she registered that she was lying on a cold hard surface.
Wow, nice one Emily, you fell off your bed, again! She mumbled to herself.
But, as she tried to get up, she realized she couldn't even see what she was doing.
God you idiot, just open your damn eyes! She scolded herself.
SHIT! Why is it so bright? She thought, immediately snapping her eyes shut once more.
Am I high? Yeah that's it. You're definitely high. Remind yourself later to stop hanging out with junkies just to get back at your mom. She thought while rolling her eyes behind her still closed eyelids.
Okay, you can do it, just open your eyes!
Slightly freaked out about how much effort it took to open her still heavy eyelids, she squinted through the harsh light, momentarily blinded. When her eyes registered, what she saw was enough to put her in panic mode. Clearly not on her bedroom floor, Emily realized that she was laying on her side in a small room with no windows.
WTF? How the heck did I get here? Her subconscious screamed at her.
Okay, just sit up so you can look around at the rest of the room.
As she slowly sat up, body aching, she realized two things. One was that to her horror, her ankle was attached to a roughly three-foot chain bolting her to the floor. Second, was that she wasn't alone.
