Another life
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Chapter 7 – Discoveries
Previously:
'Hey Hotch, I think we found a match for the video.' She said while looking the screen, that was shy she didn't notice multiple steps coming closer, the conference room opening, neither some people entering the place.
'Yes, I tough you would eventually find something.' A different voice said.
Garcia had just found a link, more precisely a face, the man beside their Emily, the one holding her when the door opened and the Ambassador Prentiss entered the room. And she just knew what she had discovered was just the tip of the iceberg. That man and everyone in that picture were dead, in Italy, 10 years ago.
Ambassador Prentiss never thought this day would came and her little girl would be in danger like she had been some many years ago. She knew who was with her and what he wanted, she just could pray that her baby, the little girl she say turn into a woman could be left alive after all, that she could live through hell and come back… again.
She had just entered the room when she heard the odd woman with colorful hair say that she had found something. It was about time, she though.
She say everyone in the room look at her as if she was the enemy, as she was the one who was holding her little girl in some dark, cold and harmful place.
'I'm not your enemy.
'We don't know about that.' Said the dark skinned agent. She always thought him to be short tempered man.
'With all due respect Madame, did you knew the danger she was running before she was abducted?' Asked Hotch trying to sound with at least a bit of patience he already didn't had.
'You are not given me any respect if you think I would allow anybody to hurt my daughter willingly.' She said already losing her patience. She wasn't there to be insulted, if they didn't want her help, she would find someone who would save her daughter herself, after all, she didn't became an Ambassador for nothing, she had her sources and she would use every single one if it meant she could find her baby alive.
'Wait, we are not judging or accusing you of anything. Please, tell us what you know. Everyone in this room wants Emily back, alive and well.' Said JJ, coming closer to the Ambassador e putting her hand in her arm trying to show her she meant it, because she could fell in her skin the tensing that had inhabited the place. She could almost see the wheels roll in the heads of most of the occupants of the room. They all wanted the same thing, and she knew for a fact that the Ambassador was deeply worried for her daughter.
The ambassador looked to the faces of everyone in the room, trying to see if what Agent Jerau said was true. Even though she wasn´t a behavioral analyst but in her profession it was almost a requirement, so now, she was using it. She could see in their faces the truth, they wanted to help. While her eyes scanned their faces it stopped on the screen that still had the DVD on stop, she could see her little girl's face, smiling holding the boys. Oh! Who she missed the boys! Her eyes began to water a little, she adverted her eyes, took a deep breath, closed her eyes and composed herself and chose a chair to set.
'It has been 17 years since we talked about them.' She started drifting back in time.
New York – USA - 1997
It was fall and the leaves have been falling in a red and yellow shape of color during the hole day, it truly was a beautiful sigh. The Upper East Side house, surrounded by a heavy wall with vine, was field with laughs as the mother and daughter talked in the second floor.
'Mom, I just going to Italy for 6 months, and not going to the end of the world!' Said a much younger Emily to her mother. Their relationship had been a rock road even more so after she had enter youth, but in same way, what happened so many years ago in the same place she was going had made thinks different. Her mother knew what happened and stayed there, waiting her daughter to come to her, to her motherly hold, the one Emily once wished when a child and then hated in that trouble years.
She couldn't say Elizabeth Prentiss was an emotional person, but she did care for her daughter, she just didn't showed it, in fact even her own daughter sometimes had trouble to identify it. But after what happened in Italy, Matthew wasn't the only one had problems afterwards. Emily got herself deep in depression to a point of almost no turning back. And that was when Elizabeth and Emily started to see a therapist, to talk, to build new foundations to a relationship, in the end to become friends.
'I know that sweetheart, but that doesn't mean I won't miss you! And worry with you!' Elizabeth said while she folded a beautiful pinkish silk blouse in the baggage her baby was going to take and leave their home. 'After everything that happened in that country and don't know why you are going there, you could go to France, your uncle Steven is there, I would be so much relieved!'
'Mom, you thought me we need to face our fears. I'm going to Italy because there is where the Professor is, you know he is the best in Criminology and I want to pursue this knowledge! I'm going to be alright!' She said while hugging Elizabeth.
