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Emily's POV

It's been three weeks. Three weeks since I've rejoined the FBI and the BAU. Three weeks of hell. Three weeks where the only to talk to me for any reason besides a case is JJ. Three weeks where the team has gone out for dinners and to the bars and, like I promised, I stayed shut in my hotel room or my home.

I never thought they would last this long. I expected them either to run to Strauss after the first week and tell her that it wouldn't work with me on the team or to open up some form of communication that wasn't case related. I know I told them that I would wait for when they are ready to welcome me back into their lives…but…I'm not sure I can wait for that time to come. Or if it will even come at all.

So I've made the decision for them. Today before I enter the BAU bullpen, I am going to meet with Strauss and inform her that this isn't working out. I trust that she will honor what she promised and that I will not be forced to work the rest of the three month trial that I am on. I sit here now in Strauss' office waiting for her to finish a conference call.

She ends her call and looks at me with apologetic eyes, "I apologize for taking that call, but it was important and could not be avoided."

"I understand, Ma'am," I answer her.

"What can I help you with?"

"When I came back, you said that if things weren't working out, I could come to you."

She looks at me with a sad smile, "That is right. So I gather things haven't been going well."

I shake my head, "No Ma'am." I take a deep breath before I continue. "We've had two cases in these three weeks. My input on these cases was over looked for most of the first case. It took Agent Jareau to repeat what I had said for the rest of them to even consider the ideas. And this last case, the LEO's even picked up on the tension and had asked me why most of the team seemed to not be pleased with me being there. I can't continue with this Ma'am, and I thank you for the chance to return to the bureau and the BAU." I hand her an envelope. "My resignation from the FBI," I explain to her. "I hope that you understand that it is effective immediately. I can't be the cause of friction in this team any longer. If it is okay with you, I'd like to be the one that informs the team." I look down at my watch. "It is just about time for the morning briefing. I will inform them and then clean out my desk. I will be out of the building no later than noon."

Strauss placed the envelope that I handed her on the desk and looked at it for a few seconds before turning her eyesight to me. "I can express how upset I am that things didn't work out. I was sure that things would work out in the end, but if you are sure that it will never get better."

"I am."

"I wish you luck in the State Department. I assume that you will be taking that position that was offered to you."

"Yes Ma'am."

"Their gain is our loss. There is no rush to leave today. Take as much time as you need, and if you choose to come back to the bureau, the door is always open for you." She held out her hand to me.

I stood up from my seat and joined my hand with hers, shaking it as I answered, "I appreciate that, Ma'am and for the opportunity you gave me to come back to the BAU."

"Good luck with all that you do."

I gave her a small nod before I left the room. That was the easy part. Now I just had to go and face them all and give them the chance to gloat that they were able to break me. I'm sure that they will all be pleased with the way things have all turned out. They won't have to work with the disappointment that they see me as.

I enter the bullpen and notice that the team is nowhere to be seen, so I head to the conference room. As I get closer to the room, I can hear Morgan speaking. I freeze in my spot as I hear him talking. "It's not working Hotch. You expect us to go through nine more weeks with her? She'll never be accepted back. We should just go and tell Strauss that it's not working out. Where is she anyway? It's after ten. She knows that we meet every morning at ten. She should be here."

Those words jolt me back to the present and I complete the journey to the room. "Sorry I am late," I say as I stand by the empty chair at the table but don't sit in it.

"It's fine, Prentiss. Have a seat and JJ will be able to start the briefing," said Hotch.

"Oh yes, now that you've finally graced us with your presence, we can begin this ten am meeting at," he looked at his watch, "at ten fifteen."

"Morgan," JJ gave him a warning glare.

"It's fine, Jayje," I assure her. I take a deep breath and look around the room. "I'm not staying for the meeting. I am late because I was in a meeting with Strauss. I handed in my resignation from the FBI effective immediately. As you so blatantly said it, Morgan, I will never be accepted back, so, there really is no reason for me to stay here and make us all miserable. It is affecting the results of this team, and the work of the BAU is too important for that to happen." I look towards Hotch. "I've placed my gun and badge on your desk. I will go now and clean out my desk and should be gone within the hour."

I turn and leave the room quickly. I can hear someone following me. The heels of her shoes give JJ away, but I can't have this conversation in the eyesight of everyone else. I can't let them see me break down. I move to the bathroom and enter, JJ following me the whole way. I turned around and it wasn't until I was sure that we were the only two in the bathroom and JJ turned the lock on the door that I let the tears flow from my eyes.

"Oh Em," she says to me as she moves towards me and pulls me into a comforting embrace. "It will all be okay. They will realize their mistake."

I shake my head, "No JJ, they won't. I realized that it will never happen. Staying here will only put off the inevitable. I need to be in a job where I am respected and appreciated, and I don't feel either of them anymore here. Your support has gotten me through these three weeks and I am so grateful for that. I wiped the tears from my eyes and washed my face. "I should get going. I asked Strauss to give me till noon to be out of the building."

"Will you come by for dinner tonight?" she asked me.

"I'm sorry. I promised my mother that I would join her for dinner," I answer her. I can tell from the look in her eyes that she knows it's a lie. She doesn't push though. A small nod from her followed by the offer to join them for dinner tomorrow if she is not on a case follows, and following that she hugs me tightly before I walk past her to unlock the door and exit the bathroom.

Ugh so sad for Emily, I know! Please let me know what you think. I promise this will be updated really soon, might possibly be by the end of the day.