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Silence is a girls loudest cry.
You can tell she's really hurt
when she starts ignoring you.

Morgan walked out of his room, already waiting to see Emily again. He wanted to sneak in her room last night but after the talk with Hotch it would have been too obvious.
With a grin he closed the door behind him and watched the hallway.
There she was.
"Hey Emily!" He called, expecting her to turn around smiling.
But she didn't. He jogged after her until he was walking beside her.
"Hey, princess! How are you?" He put his hand on her shoulder.
She shrugged it off but didn't look at him. "Don't act like you care."
Taken aback he looked at her. "What?"
He could swear her eyes started glistening.
"Emily? I'm not sure what- uhm, I guess I'm sor-"
"Stop. I don't wanna know." She swallowed the lump down her throat. She wouldn't cry, at least not in front of him.
The brunette turned around again and Morgan grabbed her wrist. He wanted to know what he had done, she couldn't be mad for no reason.
Angry she spun around and pulled her hand back.
"Don't. It already hurts enough."
And before she almost ran down the stairs he could swear he saw a lonely tear running down her cheek.

Eagerly she wiped over her cheek.
Lesson learned.
She should have just walked away while she still had the chance.
If she could go back in time she would do it.
If she could change that she had ever met him she would do it.
It would have saved her a lot of pain and hurt.
"I don't love her, I don't feel attracted to her and I sure as hell don't care more about her than a partner should!"
She bit on her lip and tried to force down the tears.
Why did everybody she thought she could trust hurt her?
Had it all been an act? The care, the worry?
And why didn't he just hurt her with the truth instead of comforting her with a lie?
She pulled out her phone and dialled.
"Hotchner."
"Hotch. I-I'm not feeling so good. I'd rather stay in the hotel today."
"Are you okay?"
She could say she was but she was done lying.
"No."
"Okay. Just get some rest." She knew he knew something was wrong. That she wasn't just ill.
"Thank you."
She walked back into her room, hoping not to see Morgan again but apparently he had taken the elevator.
She fumbled with the look on the door and crawled on the bed. She curled herself into a ball and let the tears fall.
She always had considered herself as a strong woman but he broke her heart with four little words.
I don't love her.
She didn't know why they even called it heartbreak. It felt like every other part of her body was broken, too.
It always hurt the most when the person that made you feel so special yesterday, made you so unwanted today.
Some things were just too good to be true.
Maybe Derek was one of them.

"Where's Emily?" Rossi looked at the small round of his team.
"She's not coming today." Hotch simply stated, as if Emily would ever stay at the hotel.
"She's not?" Reid raised an eyebrow. That wasn't really typical for Emily.
"She said she didn't feel so good."
Morgan remained quiet, he couldn't help but think that he was the reason Emily wasn't here today.
Why had she been so distant, so angry at him?
He thought about his talk with Hotch and he was angry at himself. Why had he said this?
"I don't love her, I don't feel attracted to her and I sure as hell don't care more about her than a partner should!"
Even though she hadn't heard it -

Damn.
She had heard it.
That had to be why she was so sad.
He had to fix this.
Now.

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