Much to my surprise and absolute delight, (I was squealing and telling everyone in my office who would listen to my geeking out) I received an PM from ilovetvalot that someone nominated one of my stories for "Best New Author" in the Profilers Choice 2011 Criminal Minds awards. Whoever that was, thank you from the bottom of my heart. I love writing FanFiction and I LOVE when readers like my stories.
If you agree with the nomination please do vote for me in the forum "Chit Chat on Authors Corner"
Thank you again, everyone =) Love you all to pieces!
Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds, because if I did Rossi would be in every scene. ;)
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Jesus, how did I get roped into this?! Emily thought dismally as she exited her car to meet the eagerly waiting, and all too smiley Scott Matthews at the open-door gun range. It was an exclusive place for field training, she had practically begged the scheduling manager to let her use it this weekend for unofficial training – not because she wanted to be alone with Matthews but because she was horrified of being in any public place with him now she might run into Rossi and his blonde bimbo.
"Hey babe!" Scott barely gave her time to climb out of the car before he accosted her with an awkward and too-tight hug and kiss on the cheek.
"Hi!" Emily said slowly, eyeing the enormous semi automatic weapon in his left hand. "Is that even legal?"
"Ah this? Pretty ain't it!? My brother is ex military, he let me borrow it for the day. Thought I'd bring out the big guns, ya know?!" he offered far too enthusiastically, making a show of aiming it with one eye closed, and chuckling at his clever double talk.
"Nice." She rolled her eyes as she turned to close her car door. It had taken years, but she'd finally mastered the art of getting both eyes to focus down any scope, barrel or gun sights for a one hundred percent accurate hit.
"I thought you got the range for just us babe. There's already a couple people here." Matthews whined slightly.
"What? I … the range is closed for training on the weekends… Who…" And before Emily could finish her sentence she saw Sara Carlson, in fashionable high leather boots, hipster pants and a low cut pink ruffly shirt – and a grinning David Rossi walking right behind her up to the ammunitions window.
"Fuck!" She bit out just loud enough for the two of them to hear. He did this on purpose. He's doing recon work on MY boyfriend. Boyfriend? Ugh…Date… Goddamn Rossi. God fucking damn him.
Emily was fuming as she stalked up to the window behind her would-be victim. "Rossi can I talk to you for a minute?" Rossi noticed her tone implied he was in very big trouble.
Damnit why the hell is she here!? With … Rossi straightened his back and eyed Scott Matthews very somberly.
"Prentiss… I didn't expect anyone to be here today." He said politely without looking at her, still willing his death glare directly at Matthews' head.
"A word?" Emily bit out impatiently, refusing to meet the confused eyes of Sara.
The two of them walked silently a few yards away before Emily unleashed her wrath, careful not to use body language that would give away her anger to the onlookers.
"So you're spying on Scott now? Why the hell are you here? Did Jameson tell you I would be here?" her words came out in a flush, her sunglasses barely hiding her angry face.
"Em, I had no idea you would be here. Jameson gave me the access card years ago, I come here on the weekends often. Is this the second date you inadvertently agreed to?" Rossi looked towards Scott, his upper lip twitching a little in his frustration.
"I don't believe you. You knew I was going to be here. You said I should run him through Merlin, you didn't trust me from the beginning." Venom was nearly spouting from her teeth as she ignored his question about the second date fiasco. It wasn't his business.
"Emily. I didn't know you would be here." While tactfully not declining the truth in his mistrust of Matthews, his tone was final and daring her to accuse him again. He didn't take well to being called a liar, and Emily knew it. Her face softened a little and she looked away, shame at her anger and shame at her situation filling her.
"Fine. Let's just get this shit over with." She mumbled before walking away.
While it had been David's idea to not have a romantic setting second date, he had had no idea that his gut would be in knots at seeing Emily with another man, and worse, seeing her so angry and unhappy to see him. Even though shooting was one of his favorite pastimes, he felt his day was ruined and quite mirrored her sentiments of getting it over with.
Em… I'm sorry… he thought sadly, and a deep frown was the only evidence of his heart being in his stomach.
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