Disclaimed!

I'm really loving how many people are reading and liking this, it's totally different from anything I've wrote before and I'm still enjoying writing it. There's a couple more chapter's to go, mostly the aftermath of this chapter. I'm pretty nervous with what you're all going to think about this chapter but I love hearing from you all so let me know what you think!

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Name: Prentiss, Emily

FBI Status: Supervisory Special Agent

Age: 40

FBI Work experience: BAU profiler Quantico Field office (2006-present)/ Desk work Chicago Field Office (2001-2006)/ Linguist Detroit Field Office (1998-2001)/ Desk work St Louis Field Office (1995-1998)

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Dr Lauder took a sip of his coffee, smirking at the profiler in front of him as she squirmed under his gaze. "So... why do you think Agent Jareau punched you?"

"We're just going to skip the niceties then?" Emily Prentiss wasn't in the mood for games right now and she wasn't going to hide that from the FBI appointed psychologist.

"I think we're past the niceties Agent Prentiss. We've been sitting here in silence for the last twenty five minutes, I just thought I'd get things started" Seeing the brunette roll her eyes the psychologist continued his questions. "I mean you and Agent Jareau are friends right? I've spoken to her yesterday and she seemed put together, not at all violent. So why do you think she hit you, her supposed friend?"

"You want to know why JJ punched me." Prentiss crossed her legs as she leaned back in her chair, letting her fingers tangle nervously.

"It's a valid question don't you think?"

Lauder watched her nod nearly missing Prentiss's whispered admission. "I deserved it"

"Did it hurt?" He asked bluntly trying to pull the agent out of the recoiled stance she submitted herself too.

"What?" Her eyes widened as she saw his less than coy smirk.

"Did it hurt when Agent Jareau gave you that?" Lauder pointed to the fading black eye as Emily unconsciously lifted her hand to her face.

"Well, it's only to be expected that JJ has one hell of a left punch to match her perfect aim" Lauder raised his eyes at her defensiveness. "You sound almost bitter"

"I'm not... God she has every right... it's just... I thought, I still believe that I was doing the right thing" Prentiss closed her eyes briefly whilst remembering the events of the week before.

"The right thing?" Lauder pressed needing to know what happened.

Prentiss leaned against the wall in the small interrogation room in Terre Haute Police department. Reid sat opposite Evan Parker their number one suspect. The UNSUB was cleanly shaven, he wore casual clothes and seemed pretty normal until the point he cradled his head in his hands and began to yell at them both. "SHE SHOULD'VE STOPPED. SHE KNEW NOT TOO!"

"Who should have known what, Evan?" Reid wasn't usually so comfortable around people but Prentiss looked on in amazement as Reid placed his hands on top on the suspects to get the man to look at him.

"She knew not too" Parker shook his head, his tears dampened his face.

Prentiss coughed, standing up straight to ask the question. "Violet Marsden or someone else?"

"Vi. She should've stopped" Parker didn't bother to look at the brunette instead he kept his focus on Reid whose hands now lay flat on the table in front of him.

Prentiss took a seat next to her colleague to try and get in Parker's eye length but till he continued to stare at the young doctor. "You killed Violet Marsden because she should have stopped? Stopped what?"

Parker shook his head. "She knew not too..."

Reid interrupted him as Evan started to shake his head even more roughly. "She knew not to get pregnant?"

"I don't want kids Dr Reid... they'll end up like me" The suspect placed his head back in his hands shrinking his entire body into himself with the movement.

There was a few minutes silence before Prentiss spoke again. "Evan you killed Violet because she was pregnant with your child?"

"They would have hurt people"

"Like you hurt people" Prentiss queried as Reid gave her a worried glare. Reid pointed to the door and the pair of agents left the room, leaving Parker to talk to himself. "She should've stopped. She knew not too"

When they got outside the interrogation room, they found themselves alone looking through the glass to Parker rocking himself backwards and forewords as he continued to speak to no one but himself.

Reid sighed as they both looked at the man in handcuffs sitting at the table. "Prentiss we're not going to get anywhere."

"I know. What do you want to do?" Prentiss nodded looking to her colleague for an answer

Reid shrugged running his hand through his long hair while there was a comfortable silence between the two agents. Reid sighed turning to face his brunette colleague with a determined face. "I think we should let him go"

Prentiss looked at him in shock, "What? Reid he confessed to murdering Gail Beck. He bashed his pregnant girlfriend's head in."

"I think someone might be coercing him and yes he confessed to killing Beck and Marsden but I don't think he killed the others. We could track him; let him lead us to the real killer. When someone who is schizophrenic commits a murder their usual victim is someone close to them like a family member. Like Violet was close to him not Gail Beck. Prentiss generally a person with a mental illness such as schizophrenia rarely commits murder. We're not going to understand his motives behind his violence towards Gail Beck but if we track him..."

"Hotch isn't going to go for it. It's too risky" The brunette tried to reason with Reid but he shook his head worrying the female profiler further.

Reid paused looking straight on to his colleague, knowing that his next words were going to sound unreasonable but he needed to say them. "We don't have to tell him"

Prentiss's hands began to sweat as she wondered why people kept asking her to be disloyal. Yet she was more than surprised that it was Reid asking to her to lie, she expected this conspiracy type behaviour from Strauss but not from the young doctor."Reid, we can't go behind Hotch's back like that"

Reid's gaze fell to the floor before looking towards Parker. "Emily come on, look at him. We're scaring him, if we let him go..."

Prentiss followed Reid's hand to the slouching figure sitting at the desk in the interrogation room before she tried to reason with the determined profiler. "Reid there is rules in place for a reason"

"Prentiss... Emily, he's schizophrenic, we're not going to get anything out of him. Please this man isn't a born killer. Just because he's schizophrenic doesn't mean it's predisposed"

"I know that Reid but he confessed to murder" The ambassador's daughter's stress levels were going through the roof as she fought to get Reid to understand her point of view.

"Someone is manipulating him, if we let him go..."

"If we let him go he could hurt someone else" She calmly lowered the tone of her voice as she could see her colleague and friend becoming more and more anxious.

"Not if we intercept him before hand and besides we know where he would go" Reid stressed seeing Prentiss's eyes widen in wonder.

"Where?"

"Violet Marsden's home, the factory crime scene, she is the she after all."

Prentiss tilted her head. "Reid I don't know"

"Emily, I know what it's like not be control of your own mind. Prentiss please can we just do this? I understand why Hotch wouldn't want us doing this but Emily, we're FBI agents too and we're following a lead, I don't want to let the actual killer get away because we didn't try every avenue. If Hotch gets mad I'll take the fall but please, can you just help me with this?" Reid moved closer to her, almost backing her into a corner she couldn't get out of.

The brunette bit her lower lip in nerves. "Reid, I'm not sure..."

"Prentiss, my mom is schizophrenic, I could end up that way too. He isn't in control of this. Someone else is involved. I'll talk to Parker. I'll get him to lead us to the dominant killer. This isn't his fault."

Prentiss jaw dropped at the fact Reid was using his personal life to get her to let their suspect go. "I want to help you but this is..."

"Then help me" he sighed.

Reid took hold of her arm and the brunette could see the desperation in the young doctor's eyes. Taking a breath, the knot in her stomach tightened as she began to speak once more. "Talk to him, make sure you are completely certain this is the right thing to do. I have to talk to Parker's niece with Rossi in the bullpen at twelve. I'll be back in ten minutes. Have Garcia ready to track him electronically if we lose him. This could end very badly so we have to be ready for the fallout"

Reid nodded quickly, pushing a fallen lock of hair behind his ear. "He's not going to hurt anyone. We'll be following him at every step. Just trust me."

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Lauder shook his head whistling slightly through the pen lid that he was chewing on. "It sounds pretty reckless to me?"

"Yeah, well hindsight can be a bitch" Prentiss quipped while rolling her eyes at his statement.

"So what made you go along with Dr. Reid's plan? I mean you knew Parker's profile, he would have gone to find his partner you rightly thought he had, but did you know that Agents Jareau and Morgan were heading to..."

"We didn't realise Parker's partner would already be at the factory nor did we count on being distracted by the reports of another victim. When we were told Agent Jareau and Morgan were at the factory we tried to get hold of them but they didn't answer the call"

Parker looked down at her written report. "So although you didn't take into account the significance of the ramifications of your actions, you went along with everything because you believed you could contact your colleagues of an impending danger, even though you had let Parker go, what, twenty minutes before you called them?"

"I did think about the ramifications, and yes I thought we would get in touch with our colleagues before Parker got to the factory and tell them we thought he had a partner. Reid was certain Parker wasn't a voluntary killer and he was passionate about it and I agreed with him that he wasn't the dominant partner."

Lauder nodded briefly. "I can understand helping out a buddy but did you believe Dr Reid was right to be relying on his connection with the UNSUB to justify his actions?"

"Yes" Prentiss quickly answered.

Lauder raised his eyes in question. "Why?"

Prentiss paused for a minute whilst taking a deep breath. She rubbed her forehead tiredly before answering. "Because he usually is always right"

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A/N - So at first I wasn't sure whether I liked this chapter or not, and it's been changed several times seeing as I wasn't sure whether or not it is in character. It mostly came from watching the episode when Prentiss gets called reckless and I'm not a huge fan of Reid (controversial I know) and find him very hard to write but I always liked him the best when he was snarky to Prentiss, during his addiction story arc so I used those episodes to help with this part of the fic. Let me know what you think!

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