Author's Note: This is the end. I know some people didn't like it but I enjoyed writing it. Lots of people have said that they thought that Emily wouldn't be with a guy who just said yes to her all the time but I just want to say that not every relationship is the one, and he was getting desperate. He thought she was closing him out forever. Love makes you do strange things. So, anyway, this is the end. I did enjoy writing and what do you say to writing one more review?
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the original Criminal Minds characters.
Final Conclusions
I was coming out of the grocery store when I saw her. She was leaving the dry-cleaners with a multitude of plastic wrapped clothes draped over her shoulder. She looked both ways before crossing the road and then half ran, half walked towards her car.
I expected her to look the same as when I'd last seen her. But I was wrong. She looked different. She looked bad. Her skin was pale and her cheeks were more hollowed than the time I'd seen her. I'd almost say she looked gaunt, not as healthy as she used to.
And just under her hairline there was a dark red scar. It was healing but it still looked bad. And painful. I wondered how she'd done it. On the job no doubt.
But as she went to unlock her car, she shifted her dry-cleaning and I saw the bandage that was wrapped around her right forearm. There was tape to keep it in place and it looked reasonably new. I wondered if she'd done it at the same time as cutting her head.
I sighed and shook my head. Emily had always been pretty accident prone, but I reckoned she'd got these on the job. That's usually how it happened. But she'd always been purposefully vague about how she'd got hurt. And that had been what had driven us apart. That vagueness. I was doing pretty good but she wasn't. She looked bad.
One day that job was gonna kill her.
