"Look you don't have to stay" Emily said watching as Garcia set up her computer on the table.
"I'm not about to leave you here by yourself, love. Anyways I could use some company my bat cave was getting a little lonely." Garcia said with the all so familiar way Emily had come accustomed to. She knew the last part was added to make her feel better. Well at least to feel like less of a charity case.
Emily sighed but relented, "Fine, mi casa es su casa. Feel free to make yourself at home" the last part was more of an afterthought as she saw the blonde pull out another computer and set it up. "I'm going to go shower."
"Of course darling, just shout if you need anything" Garcia wore a look of concern on her face.
"I will" Emily replied to make Garcia feel better as she headed up the stairs hiding the grimace as she walked up the stairs. Her half healed ribs were not taking to kindly to climbing up the flight of stairs and she had to stop for a moment to catch her breath. Emily chanced a glance behind her to see Garcia busying herself with the laptops and frowned. She knew that Garcia was just trying to be nice, and in honesty she hadn't been looking forward to being left alone, she also didn't want the blondes pity.
Emily walked into her room, her breath caught in her throat as she looked around the room. Nothing had changed, but it all felt different as though she was the part that didn't belong. Biting her lip she quickly withdrew from those thoughts and grabbed a tee shirt and a pair of sweatpants from the dresser before going into the bathroom. Emily hadn't really paid too much attention to how she had looked in the hospital, she actually avoided looking in the mirror while she was there. However, now she chanced a look in the mirror and was horrified by what she saw. The woman in the mirror before her wasn't her. Sure she had the same dark hair and pale skin, but her skin was taut and paler than usual. Her brown eyes were devoid of life, in all honesty the image in the mirror looked how she felt, a shell of her former self.
Once the water for the shower was turned on and getting warm, Emily gingerly began to remove the clothes she had come home in the hospital in. Lastly she removed the brace her arm was in careful to not bump her wrist against anything or move it to fast. She avoided looking in the mirror again preferring not to see the hollow of the person she once was. Emily stepped into the shower and let the water run over her skin, hoping that maybe this would help her finally feel clean. Help her forget the feel of Nathanial's hands on her skin… the feel of him inside her. Alas she was being too hopeful that a hower would magically fix how she felt inside. Emily grabbed the soap and proceeded to scrub her skin raw fruitlessly. At this point she was only getting more frustrated with herself. "Goddamn it! Just be better already." She hadn't even realized she had spoken allowed at that point.
For the first time she finally let herself breakdown and cry, or at least she couldn't stop the tears that rolled down her cheeks. She wasn't the kind of person that this happened to, she wasn't the kind of person who would just let herself be raped and beaten. Emily couldn't get it out of her head that part of it was her fault despite how irrational it sounded. Once she composed herself she shut of the water and stepped out of the shower.
Once dressed Emily walked downstairs to be greeted by Garcia and look on her face of concern.
"What is that look for?" Emily asked her irritation evident in her voice as she walked over to where she had left her purse and her prescription of pain pills. Her wrist had been throbbing since her shower and was steadily growing worse.
"Well, I was a bit concerned you drowned up there or something with how long you were taking. Also, I saw the grimace of pain on your face as you came down the stairs, you're still in pain aren't you." Garcia said ignoring the irritation in Emily's voice.
"Five points for Gryffindor, Sherlock" Emily commented and took the pain pill. She noticed the look of hurt her remark had left. "Sorry, I'm just tired it's been a long day. I really didn't mean to be so snappy."
"You're forgiven love, but only because your references were pretty on point" Garcia grinned as she spoke quickly returning to her usual demeanor. "Why don't you try to get some sleep?"
Emily didn't respond, the thought of trying to sleep in her room upstairs was daunting. The thought of being with herself for company was actually rather daunting, because that was when she was left to relieve everything that happened trying to figure out what she could have done differently. Instead, she walked over to the couch in the neighboring room and sat down. "I might just watch some tv for a little bit, if that's okay."
"Of course, knock yourself out. Pretend like i'm not even here" Garcia had turned a little to look at where Emily sat on the couch.
"I know I don't say it often, but thanks for being a great friend." Emily's voice was rather soft when she said it, but she meant it. She was glad that Garcia had refused to leave her alone here and instead kept her company. It made her feel a little less lonely than how she had felt over the past few weeks.