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The next morning was a Saturday, so she groaned when her phone rang at 6 AM, waking her from her sleep "This better be good," she said without looking at the I.D. That night was the first good night sleep she had gotten in a long time. A year and three months, to be exact. Ever since she went into hiding in Paris.

"Good morning to you too," she heard Declan say on the other end.

"Declan?" she asked the looked at the clock "Do you know what time it is?"

"Yes," he replied "Now open the door so I can move back in, I lost my key,"

"Wait, what?" Emily sat up slowly and leaned back against the bed head "You're moving back in?" she asked with a smile.

"Well, yeah," Declan chuckled at her "You okay with that?"

Emily quickly hung up the phone and ran to the front door, wearing only an old grey YALE t-shirt what went down to her mid-thigh and her underwear, swinging it open so fast that it blew her hair back out of her face.

"Hey Mom," he smiled as he had a backpack over one shoulder and carrying a box of his belongings.

She smiled brightly and took the box out of his hands, setting it down on the inside of the door and crushing him into a hug "It's about time you moved back in,"

"It's been like a week and a half since you got back," Declan said as he stepped inside and went straight to his previous room.

"So, why are you here at six in the morning, on a Saturday?" Emily asked as she followed him upstairs and down the hall with the box of his stuff "He didn't kick you out, did he?" Emily panicked for a split second.

"No," Declan chuckled as he threw his bag on the bed "Why would he kick me out?" he looked at her. She seemed to have a guilty, yet annoyed look on her face "Emily?" he took a step towards her "Why would he kick me out?"

"No reason," she said "We just had a disagreement about something,"

"Does this something have to do with that date you had last night with that Australian guy?" Declan asked with a raised eyebrow. He was taller than her, so he could look down slightly.

"What?" Now it was Emily's turn to raise an eyebrow "Who told you about that?"

"I have my sources," Declan shrugged.

Emily rolled her eyes "Of course you do," she put the box of stuff on his desk "And, no, it had nothing to do with that, in fact I'm pretty sure he doesn't know,"

"Why didn't you tell him?" Declan asked "You tell each other everything,"

Emily sighed "We're not exactly on speaking terms," she said "Look, it's complicated, and I'm going back to sleep," she stood on the tips of her toes, placing a hand on the back of his head, pulling it down slightly and kissing him on the forehead "I'm glad you're home,"

"You too," said Declan as she reached the door. She stopped with her hand on the door frame, looked back at him and smiled slightly before tapping the frame twice and walking back to her bedroom, going back to bed, closing her eyes and falling into a peaceful sleep.

When she finally awoke, it was three hours later, 9 AM. She got up and quickly jumped in the shower, taking her time as the water massaged her back and neck. She hopped out ten minutes later, got dressed in dark denim fitted jeans, tucked into black boots. She had a black three quarter sleeved v-neck top on and she blow-dried her hair straight. She was putting her watch on backwards as she walked downstairs and out to the kitchen.

"You're so weird, you know that?" Declan smirked as he handed over a mug of coffee.

She returned the smirked and took the coffee "I've always worn it like this,"

"I know," he said "So tell me about this Blake guy," Emily sat down on the kitchen stool and Declan stood in the kitchen, leaning against the bench top.

Emily chuckled at her son "He's Australian," was all she said.

"I know that, Mom, what else?" he asked then saw she wasn't going to answer "Em, I just lost you for three months because...I don't even know why, and I'm gonna make sure it doesn't happen again," he explained "So who is this guy?"

Emily smiled a small yet sad smile and then looked at him "Look, I know you must be confused, I know you probably don't trust anyone, mainly because you have no clue of what's going on," she explained "But I'm not going anywhere, ever,"

Declan swallowed a small lump in his throat then averted his gaze elsewhere momentarily before looking directly back into her eyes "I just...don't want to lose you again,"

"You won't," Emily said after grabbing a hold of his hand and squeezing it gently "I promise,"

Declan nodded and smiled slightly back "Okay," he replied "Do you wanna to something today?" he smirked at the idea in his head.

Emily looked at him skeptically "Like what?" she asked slowly.

"Something we used to do all the time, but haven't in three and a half months," he said.

"You mean..." she trailed off with a smirk, to which he nodded "You're on,"

Declan smiled and looked down at himself, he was in grey track pants and a black shirt on "I'm gonna go get changed,"

"Yeah, probably a good idea," she said and he ran upstairs to get changed. Emily smiled to herself and finished her coffee as quickly as she could without burning her mouth before Declan came down a few minutes later.

He was wearing burgundy fitted jeans and a white baseball tee with navy blue sleeves. His hair was in a perfect widow's peak and he had a white gold chain around his neck and matching bracelet. His shoes were navy blue Vans with white laces tucked under the tongue flap "Ready?" he asked her.

"Are we stopping for breakfast?" asked Emily, a little hopeful, as she grabbed her black and grey fleece hooded and sleeved, faux leather jacket and her purse.

"Of course," he smiled and grabbed his wallet and a set of car keys "I'm driving," Emily shrugged and they headed down to the underground parking lot of Emily's apartment building.

"Where's your car?" Emily asked as she saw a silver 2013 Camaro instead of Declan's black GTS Monaro.

Declan smiled and pressed the 'unlock' button on his car keys "This is my car,"

"And how did you afford this?" she asked as they hopped inside, taking in the leather interior.

"My inheritance and I sold my stereo system, apparently my invention is worth quite a lot," Declan said as he started the engine.

Emily raised an eyebrow at him "We are so talking about this,"

They reached the diner and ordered breakfast, being it was 9:30, it wasn't too late.

"So, what about this new invention?" Emily asked after the waitress walked away.

"Oh," Declan smiled "I've basically started my own business, I get so called 'clients' and they come to me for entertainment systems, they make requests, I make it happen," he explained.

Emily raised her eyebrow at him again "Seriously? You couldn't have been a bus boy like a normal kid?"

"Since when was any part of my life been normal?" Declan asked her rhetorically "And besides, I'm making way more than what a bus boy would,"

"And where do you build these systems?" asked Emily.

"I bought a small warehouse with the money from my first job," Declan said "I was playing around with the one in my Monaro one day and a guy came up to me and asked me where to get one,"

"And that's how you got started," Emily said, catching on "How much did he buy it for?" she asked as the waitress came back over with their food "Thank you," she said.

Declan thanked her then turned back to Emily "Uh, I think it was about three,"

"Thousand?" she asked.

"Hundred-thousand," he said, making her choke on her piece of bacon "So, I've had four clients so far, all rich people, I guess the first guy told his friends to spread the word, it's only been two months and I've made three car stereo systems and a home entertainment unit, I had to install that one so the guy offered to pay extra,"

"I'm sorry, three hundred thousand?" she asked him "For a stereo?"

Declan just smirked at her and they finished their breakfast, before paying and leaving.

"So, are you gonna show me this warehouse?" Emily asked him as they drove along.

"I don't know," Declan shrugged and a few minutes later the pulled up in the parking lot of a large building "Ready to race?" he asked.

"That depends," she said as they got out of the car "Are you ready to get your ass kicked?"

"I'm pretty sure I beat you at kart racing the last time I checked," Declan said and they walked towards the building.

"Okay," Emily smirked and the automatic doors opened for them "Bring it on,"

So, I know this one was a little short and I decided to make Declan a genius and a tech whiz who's good with his hands, and the technology I picture in my head is pretty high-tech and probably hasn't been invented yet, I'll go more into it later but I'm giving each character a chapter I think so just hold on for Alex and Hotch or whoever else you want to see :)