All About Emily

Disclaimer: CBS owns Criminal Minds, don't you know that by now?

Summary: Emily's ready to return to the BAU following her integration of her alternate personalities. How will she cope with her return?

A/N: Here's where things starts to get, well lets just say interesting... Enjoy chapter four.

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A Chinese Proverb said, "The beginning and the reach out their hands to each other."

'Come on' Emily called out, 'Mia, what the hell are you doing?'

The brunette agent groaned in frustration as she watched her unpredictable alter stood in front of the bathroom mirror putting on dark lipstick.

"What does it look like I'm doing, brainiac?" Mia snorted, "I'm voting."

'Mia' Emily grumbled, 'You know you've got to let me out. Everyone's going to know that you're not me.'

"Please, Emmy-kins" the hostile woman rolled her dark eyes, "I can pull off anything. Besides I'm not gonna get us busted like Miss Prissy did last time."

'Miss Prissy?' Emily repeated, 'Where the hell is Millie anyways?'

"Special assignment" Mia sighed, "Something a long the lines of tracking down all known facts about that skank from the park."

'Beth?' Emily frowned, 'Wait, you two aren't planning something against her are you?'

The brunette alter glared at the mirror, "God who do you think I am? A hit man?"

'Then what the hell are you doing, Mia?' Emily asked, the alter stared back at the mirrored reflection, 'Huh? Why bring up Beth if you're not plotting to go after her?'

Mia raised an eyebrow, running her finger through the dark locks, "I never said I was plotting something. That bitch is ruining our life."

'Our life?' Emily repeated, 'This isn't our life, or even yours. This is mine. You hear me? Mine, and let me out.'

"Sorry Em, but this is about self preservation" Mia shook her head, "And right now, I'm doing what's best for us and I'm pretty sure once Millie comes back from her excursion, she'd agree with me because after all..."

'After all, what?' Emily asked, growing frustrated by the minute, 'What?'

"Millie's all about protecting us" Mia replied ominously, "And that's all I'm going to say about that. So rest up, if you behave you just might get a chance to enjoy your boy toy."

'How can I enjoy Aaron when you're pretending to be me when you dumped him?' Emily asked, 'Why did you break up with Aaron?'

"Because, nobody but nobody cheats on us" Mia told her, "It may haven't been me, but still that's low even for him."

'What?' Emily asked, 'What the hell are you driving at?'

"Your stone cold, stick in the mud was grating on my last nerve any ways" Mia told her, rolling her eyes, "I mean other then that rocking body, what the hell do you find appealing about him? Hmm, he's not young, he's saddled with a kid..."

'Enough' Emily said, glaring at the woman, 'Do not talk about Hotch or Jack like that.'

"All right, fine" Mia said, placating the woman, "You're attached to the kid, I get it. Your choice, but face it, it's over now."

'No, no it's not' Emily told her sniffling, 'As long as there is someone out there who still loves me, it's never over.'

"Stop mopping" Mia winked at their reflection, "We're still young, hot and got a smoking body, we'll find someone better. Hell we'll find ten someones."

'I don't want anyone but Hotch' Emily told her, 'He's the first man to genuinely love me, for me.'

"Ha" the brunette walked out of the bathroom, "Then why was he falling all over that chick from the park? Didn't see him making introductions. Now buck up, Emmy, we've got an evaluation to ace and a job to tank."

'No' Emily told her, 'You're not sinking my career along with my relationships. I won't have it.'

"Calm down, Princess" Mia muttered, grabbing the jacket, "We're just getting started."

Emily leaned back against the cool glass reflecting out in her imprisoned mind, counting down to ten while she could hear Mia's snarky comments once she arrived in the BAU parking garage.

"God Princess" Mia sighed, shutting off the ignition, "How the hell did you manage to do this every day for nearly six years?"

'Shut up' Emily muttered, looking out at the reflecting sight, 'Either you let me out to deal with Dr. Merrill or I'll shout until I give us both a headache.'

"Quiet" Mia murmured, heading towards the elevator pausing when she saw Reid standing there awaiting the arrival of the electric machine.

"Oh welcome back, Emily" Reid greeted her, hugging the detached alter, "How are you feeling?"

"Certifiably sane" Mia replied, eyeing the younger man who outed Millie months earlier. She had no intention of falling in the same category as the Gatekeeper.

Looking up from her spot, "So how was the Doctor Who convention?" Mia asked, internally rolling her eyes, she knew what Emily knew. Plus the fact that Garcia sent the host personality multiple emails about the event didn't hurt.

"Oh, funny you should ask" Reid grinned at the brunette, going off on a tangent of facts while Mia successfully tuned him out.

'You think you're going to get away with this?' Emily told her, 'There's something you need to know, Mia. I work with profilers, the best in the Bureau and sooner or later, they're going to wise up and when they do, you thought Wellstone was hell? You haven't see anything yet.'

"Emily?" Reid's voice pulled Mia from her inner battle with herself, "Emily, are you all right?"

"Oh, yeah?" Mia asked, slapping on a smile, "Sorry, just first day back jitters."

Reid gave her a reassuring smile, "We're all rooting for you, Emily. Remember that."

Mia shot him a look internally rolling her eyes, "Thanks, Reid."

The two walked into the opening elevator doors, Reid pushed the button for the BAU floor watching as the doors slowly closed.

"Hold the elevator" a voice called out, sliding through was Morgan who perked up at the sight of Emily, giving her a smile.

'Morgan' she sniffled, 'Mia, you've got to let me out.'

"Welcome back, Princess" Morgan greeted the brunette.

"Romeo" Mia teased, raising an eyebrow at him, missing the look that Reid sent the older man, "So breaking any more hearts while I've been gone?"

'Ugh, seriously Mia? Flirting?' Emily grumbled, 'I'd never talk to him like that. Thought you wanted to stay under the radar? Way to blow a cover, Mia.'

The brunette ignored the taunting host personality in her head, "So, anyone new Morgan? Or are you still holding out for Miss Right Now?"

"Aw Princess" Morgan chuckled, missing the smirk that grew across her face at the nickname, "You know you're the only one for me. Of course I'll have to fight off Hotch..."

Mia's face clouded over at the mention of his name, and cleared her throat as the elevator doors slid open she gave the two male agents a nod before hurrying off.

"Was it something we said?" Reid asked, his eyes trained on the brunette's receding form.

"Nah" Morgan said, the two wandering into the bullpen.

The intruder in Emily's body wandered down the hall, walking flippantly towards her destination with the fervent intent of the plan she made. To stay free once and for all.

There was no way in hell she was going away, but there was also no way was she going to have them lock Emily back up. So that left one option, one that she knew Millie wasn't going to be too fond of, but it was her only option. To quit the BAU, Hotch and cut off all ties with Emily's Bureau friends.

It wasn't like she needed to worry about Emily's immediate family. There wasn't any contact with her father. And her mother? The Ambassador and the agent only a vocal relationship, barely calling each other when the thought hit either of them.

And that was just fine with Mia, but Millie? Millie would only think of the glass as half empty while trying to contain the whole situation. She'd want Emily to keep her contacts with her friend unless their was something that would affect the brunette in a negative factor or cause her an ounce of pain.

The only downside for Mia, was of Millie's sudden disappearance with retreating within Emily's psyche, and that she didn't have a clue as to her plan. The only thing the volatile alter knew was, that whatever happened next, it was going to affect them all, because above all else, Millie was the least predictable of all of them.

"Agent Prentiss?" the receptionist called out, looking over at Mia, "Dr. Merrill can see you now."

"Thanks" Mia muttered, she hated shrinks but she knew that Emily's doctor from Wellstone initiated a meeting with the new Bureau psychiatrist and this was the last thing the alter wanted.

Walking into the cold and confined space, she inhaled the scent of stale air, she may have felt apprehensive about this, but there was one thing she knew. How to avoid getting caught. The last shrink she remembered from the BAU, Dr. Lane had quit after failing to catch on to Millie, and Mia only wished this one could follow suit.

"Hello Agent Prentiss" the older woman greeted with a smile that made the brunette despise the woman on sight, "Please take a seat."

Hotch sat in his office looking down into the bullpen, waiting. He had been worried for Emily since their incident in the park two days earlier.

He didn't know what happened, but she refused to answer his calls, and he was pretty sure she'd been avoiding everyone's calls.

Well the girls at least, he didn't know about the men on their team. But either way he knew one thing for certain. Emily was behaving different. And that scared him senseless.

If he were honest with himself, he'd suspect that she had a relapse with her D.I.D., but he had been assured by both Emily and Dr. Rubin, from Wellstone, that the integration had been successful, so what was it?

All Hotch knew was, that he wasn't about to lose Emily again. Not to the demons inside her or to the ones outside.

He was pulled from his thoughts by a knock on the door, "Come in."

Turning his eyes to his older friend who let out an exasperated sigh, "How bad?"

"How bad, what?" Hotch asked, keeping an peripheral eye on the bullpen.

"How long have you been sitting there waiting for Emily to come out?" Dave asked, taking a seat across from the team leader who seemed in more need of a shrink then their troubled brunette.

"Dave I'm worried about her" Hotch admitted softly, "Remember I told you that she agreed to come to the park with Jack and me?"

"Yeah" he answered, crossing his legs as he leaned back to look over into the bullpen as well, "What happened? Was it too much, too fast?"

"I don't know" he admitted, "She seemed fine when we picked her up and got there. But then after we spread out the lunch, I ran into Beth and something switched, she changed..."

Dave winced, shutting his eyes, "Jesus Aaron, she doesn't know about Beth?"

Hotch shook his head, "She just came back, Dave. What was I suppose to tell her?"

"How about the truth?" Dave clipped out, "No wonder she shut herself off from you."

"She dumped me" Hotch told his friend, "But that's not the worse part."

"That's not?" he asked, "What could possibly be worse?"

"Her emotional coldness, it was almost like..." Hotch paused before exhaling, "Like her alter was back."

"Millie?" Dave asked, the team met her but not the other alter, the unpredictable one. Shaking his head, "No, she's fine Aaron, they wouldn't have released her or allowed her the opportunity to come back if..."

"Dave, she scared the crap out of Jack" Hotch sighed, "After I separated myself to talk to Beth, Jack clung to my leg the entire time and Beth? She couldn't get out of their fast enough."

Dave furrowed his eyebrows at that. He did know that Emily did have kind of a temper but nothing unlike the rest of the team had, especially with the job they do. But to cause a child and grown woman to flee?

"Well we'll just have to keep an eye on her" Dave slowly replied, "I mean we can't go arround accusing her of backsliding without proof. After all this could be post release stress."

"I can't lose her Dave" Hotch nodded in agreement, "I love her too much to lose her again."

Mia smugly walked out of Dr. Merrill's office with a smirk on her face, "And that's two Bureau shrinks that can't see the truth."

'Oh you just must be so proud of yourself' Emily snidely remarked, 'Not only did you do somersaults of sanity in there, but you had to nitpick the woman into questioning her own self worth?'

Mia stopped by the water fountain looking for any signs of an eavesdropper before snorting.

"If she's too incompetent to see the wool being pulled over her eyes, then they've got it coming" Mia told her, "Now off to the Queen Bitch of the Bureau."

'What are you planning for Strauss?' Emily asked warily.

"Funny how you automatically assumed it was Strauss" Mia mumbled continuing on towards the back offices.

'Because I know you' Emily told the her, 'And you despise her more then you despise my mother or Hotch.'

"Who said anything about despising that statue you use to date?" Mia said, glancing into the bullpen then up to his office to see him talking with Dave, "Hmm, have to keep my eye on that."

Standing in front of the Section Chief's office, Mia knocked then murmured, "Now let me do all the talking."

Emily slid down the floor, her back against the cool brick that held her inside of her own mind, defeated. This was her biggest fear that she'd be trapped within her own mind forever.

Though Mia has yet to do anything too damaging, it still hurt the former agent because she couldn't reach a way out yet.

The brunette looked up when she heard the sound of the elevator pinging, turning around she saw that they were quickly rushing out of the parking garage.

'Where are we going?' Emily called out, 'Mia? Mia?'

"Just have to take care of one more thing then we're all good" Mia's voice sang out, "You're gonna thank me."

"Man is a goal seeking animal. His life only has meaning if he is reaching out and striving for his goal." Aristotle

To Be Continued...

I think there could be a few more chapters left in this, I'll see how it goes with what I'm plotting next but I do promise that it'll be good and expect an appearance from someone already mentioned.

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