Okay , sorry for the long wait. I'm having computer issues and I had to resort my update to my iPod, I'm sorry for any grammatical issues ; the iPod spellcheck is horrible.

The next time I said goodbye to Emily Prentiss was bittersweet. I had spent the night in her arms and I can still remember the sweet smell of her perfume. I had almost lost her twice that day , and I was still getting getting over the fear of Emily dying again. We were close , closer then just friends are supposed to be. Emily danced with everyone , but we spent most of the night together. I knew right then and there I wanted to have this. A wedding , like JJ and Will. Maybe even kids and a big house. I wanted to be with Emily. I had lost my voice again and I couldn't get out what I wanted to say. The last notes of the song rang out and I had to let go. The absence of her warmth overcame me.

That night I tossed and turned. Due to the large amount of alcohol everyone consumed we all stayed in Rossi's various guest rooms . Emily couldn't sleep either and I heard her quiet knocking on my door. She tiptoed in and I slipped out of the covers . She sat on the foot of the bed , and I still remember the way her face was illuminated by the moon light.

" I'm sorry to bother you but I don't know who else to talk to." She whispered.

" Still worried about the cracks in the foundation ?" I joked and she rolled her eyes.

" Very funny , Derek. I'm really confused , Penelope came and talked to me and begged me not to go , and I know you don't want me to go either. I just want to make everyone happy." Emily sighed and shook her head.

" How about making yourself happy for once Emily. Don't worry about Pen , she'll be fine. I just hope you're okay with her sending you a million emails and video calling you twelve times a day." I smiled and her face seemed brighter at the thought of Penelope's antics.

" But what about you? Will you be okay?"She asked , concern filling he voice.

" I'll be okay , as long as you're happy." I replied . I wasn't so sure how okay I would be without Emily but the thought of her being unhappy here reassured me that encouraging her to go to London was the right thing to do , even if it broke my heart.

" Derek?"

" Yeah ?"

" Thanks for being here for me. "

" Always."

I watched her slim silhouette slip out of the room as quickly as it had entered. It had only been a few seconds and I already found myself missing her. Wow, when she moved to London how was I supposed to live? I already knew the answer to that question , and it would be like hell. Seven months was hard enough.

Somehow I was given the job of dropping Emily off at the airport. Everyone else had said their goodbyes the night before. The car ride to the airport was almost dead silent. It reminded me of the time right before Doyle , she was looking in the mirror and I asked her if we were being watched. I don't like to think about bad memories because there isn't a point to those. Happy memories are what you need at the end of the day. I think back to one of the first conversations I had with Emily. I remember her talking about a date gone bad. Somehow we found a similar love in Kurt Vonnegut books. I just wish we would have found a similar love in other things. Each other , perhaps? Emily Prentiss was way to out of my league , and I knew that. Somehow I knew we would be together , but how? I'd figure it out.

My red truck pulled up in front of the airport with an hour and a half to spare. She looked at me with her brown orbs , before she grabbed her carry on.

" You better get going , you wouldn't want to miss your flight." I said

" I'll see you in a few weeks." She replied

" I'll miss you." I whispered

" Goodbye , Derek." She smiled

" Goodbye , Princess"

Emily rushed away quickly and dropped a book on the passenger seat. I smiled to see it was Mother Night. I could lie to you and pretend that my eyes weren't a little bit watery , just as I pretended my feelings for Emily weren't real all these years , but I admit when it comes to Emily , I get a little softer. I didn't think I could survive another goodbye.