Evelynn's first month at school went surprisingly well considering she had broken her arm on the first day and Emily had been on a few cases. However, she had to rearrange her dance audition per instruction from the doctor until her arm was healed. When Friday rolled round, Evelynn was glad to get to the BAU so she could spend a weekend at home with Emily. She walked in with her backpack on one shoulder. She greeted one of the security guards as she picked up a visitors badge and clipped it to her jacket. Evelynn made her way to the elevators and pressed for on, she got in the first one that appeared and pressed the button for her mother's floor. Evelynn wasn't fond of elevators but she refused to use the stairs going up.
After a few moments, the elevator dinged on the floor she needed. She got out and made her way to the Bullpen. Evelynn pushed open the doors and walked inside, stopping when she saw a tall man talking to Rossi. From behind, Evelynn had a feeling that this man was none other than Derek Morgan. The one agent she was nervous about meeting. She was nervous to meet them all of course, but Derek more so, her mother had told her how the team had reacted when she came back from the 'dead'. This being said, made her feel very uneasy. However; Emily had seen her walk in and quickly approached her.
"Hey you, did you have a good day?" Emily asked kissing Evelynn's head
"Up until now, yeah," Evelynn didn't take her eyes away from Morgan's back.
"Better to do it now than later on, Derek can I borrow you a moment?" Emily called
Derek turned and walked to the two, stopping when he noticed how similar they looked.
"Derek this is Evelynn, my daughter,"
"I see that, it's who her father is that's worrying me," Morgan replied
This didn't help Evelynn's nerves one bit, she moved closer to her mother, much like a young child would.
"I'm not going to sugar coat it, her father is Ian Doyle," Emily admitted
"Anymore secrets Emily?" He asked, slightly annoyed
"This is all, I promise, he died before he had the chance to find out about her,"
"And that makes this better how?" Derek looked at her pointedly
"He never go the chance to hurt her,"
Derek balled his fists stopping himself from saying something he knew he'd regret. He looked at the child, eyes full of not hate but uncertainty. He could never hate a child but he could be unsure of her. This was the offspring of a murderer, she had a fifty percent chance of turning out like him. Seeing her almost cling to Emily, reminded him of his own son, Hank and the innocence they both shared. He decided to reserve his judgement of Evelynn, Emily seemed happier now than he had seen her in a long time, she had something now that she didn't then and that was Evelynn. Knowing this, eased Derek's worries somewhat. He held out his hand to Evelynn, who moved from her mother's side and shook it.
"Hello sir," Evelynn said shyly
Derek smiled slightly "Derek or Morgan kid, sir makes me feel old,"
"You are old!" Penelope chirped
"Don't make me spank you," Derek mused at Garcia
"Only in my waking dreams,"
Evelynn scrunched up her face and looked at her mother. Emily smiled sheepishly before sending the teen into her office.
"Don't hold her father against her, she isn't like him, Derek," Emily said gently
"Emily, it's a lot to take in, you kept her a secret from us for what fifteen years and expect me to take to her like a duck to water, do you remember what he did to you?"
"How can I forget? I have a brand and a scar running across my stomach that I see daily so yes I remember, but that had nothing to do with Evelynn," Emily said controlling her temper "You can't punish a child for their father's actions, you of all people should understand that,"
Derek looked at her "I'm not punishing anyone, but can you blame me for being a little hacked off about another secret connected to that asshole?"
"That asshole, gave me the one thing that kept me going when I had to hide, you feeling something with Hank, something that you didn't before right? It makes you happy but slightly scared, that's the feeling I have with my child and I won't let anything compromise that, or anyone," Emily said pointedly.
Derek rubbed his temples, a headache forming.
"Derek, I understand why you're angry, I know what you went through back then but this is now and Evelynn is a sweet girl, her heart knows to do nothing less than to love and care for people,"
"Evelynn," He tested out "What does that mean?"
"Life, and she gave me a new lease on mine,"
"Give me time?" He asked
"Of course! I wasn't going to hold you at gunpoint until you accepted my daughter,"
Derek smiled at this, he'd warm up to Evelynn in time. Emily excused herself and walked into her office to find Evelynn doing her homework, pencil stuck in her mouth and glasses perched on her nose.
"What are you working on?" Emily asked quietly
"I have to do a project on the Titanic for History class, but we aren't allowed to watch the film because it's a love story,"
"When does it need to be done for?"
"Three weeks on Friday,"
"Do you need me to look it over?"
Evelynn set her pencil down and stretched "Not yet, I'm just planning it out, he seems nice?"
"Who Derek? He just worries that's all," Emily sat down opposite Evelynn
"That's a funny kind of worrying, I heard him in here,"
Emily shook her head and smiled.
"I promise, he's harmless, finish up and we can go home,"
Just then, Emily's phone began to ring, she took it out and stood up. Heading to the door, she turned back to Evelynn.
"I'll only be a few minutes,"
"Ooh, is it a mystery man? Tall, dark and handsome?" Evelynn giggled
"That's for me to know,"
Emily smiled and left the room to answer her phone. Evelynn finished the section she was working on and packed her books back into her bag. She figured her mother would be awhile so she began to look around her office, to see if she could find a picture of her father. Ever since she was old enough to understand about her father, Evelynn had always wondered what he looked like. She had often thought about asking her mother to see a photograph of him but she could never quite find enough courage to do it. She figured that Ian looked like Declan, but she wasn't sure.
Evelynn opened a bottom draw and found nothing but moths. She frowned, what a whole bunch of nothing. Evelynn stood up and picked up her bag as her mother's office door opened. Emily poked her head in.
"Let's go, honey,"
Evelynn walked out of the office and followed Emily out to the parking lot. Now would be the perfect time to ask about her father. She put her bag in the car and got in shotgun. Emily pulled out of the parking lot and began the drive home. Evelynn opened her mouth but no words came out. So she masked it as a yawn and looked out the window. It was just her mother, what was the worst that could happen?
"You're quiet, everything ok?" Emily asked
"Yeah, well actually," Evelynn began, this was her chance
"Go on,"
"I was wondering, do you have a picture of my dad?"
Go Evelynn!
"I have a few, I'll dig them out after dinner and you can see him for yourself,"
"Are you sure?"
"I've never kept them from you, I was waiting for you to ask, I'm surprised you didn't sooner,"
"I wanted to but I didn't know how,"
Emily smiled as they arrived at home. After parking the car the two walked inside and Evelynn ran straight to her room to change out of her uniform that she still detested. She threw on a pair of leggings, a mint green sweater and a pair of slipper boots. Evelynn put her hair into a high ponytail and returned back downstairs. She grabbed her bag and sat at the Kitchen table. Evelynn brought her leg onto the chair she was sitting on and wrapped her arm around it as she began to work on her homework. Emily walked in and smiled before putting on a pot of coffee.
"Mom?" Evelynn asked
"Yeah,"
"Have you ever seen A Clockwork Orange?"
"I have, it's different, why'd you ask?" Emily sat down opposite her.
"My film studies teacher was talking about different films from the 70s and 80's and that was one of them,"
"It's alright, but the language for is difficult to understand,"
Evelynn nodded and got on with her work, but something in the air made her stop and look back at her mother.
"Evelynn, would you be alright if a friend of mine came to visit?" Emily asked slightly apprehensive
"It's your house, mom,"
"And you're my daughter,"
"Is it that Mick Rawson person who keeps ringing?" Evelynn asked taking her glasses off.
"How did you know about him?"
"He calls the house alot and leaves messages when I get home before you after Declan drops me off,"
Emily made an 'O' and nodded
"I take it this weekend is still on that he was talking about?"
"Only if you're comfortable with it, you come first Evelynn, you always will,"
Evelynn nodded understanding her mother.
"He seems like a nice guy, I can always make myself scarce if need be,"
"Don't be silly, I want you to be here, he knows that,"
Evelynn smiled, nodding and picked her glasses backup to carry on with her homework. She liked the sound of Mick Rawson, he sounded like a person one could have a laugh with.
After a few hours of Evelynn working on her homework, Emily checked over her planning before letting her pack up for the night, as it was getting late and they still hadn't eaten. For ease, Emily reheated a pasta dish she had made the night before for them both and Evelynn set the table. While their dinner was heating up, Emily went to her room and opened the chest where she kept her big fluffy blankets and dug to the bottom. Her fingers touched a wooden box, biting her lip, she brought the box out and took it downstairs. Placing it on the table before pulling the pasta from the oven.
Evelynn sat down as Emily put the dish on the table, smiling at her mother, Evelynn picked up a serving spoon and dished herself a helping of pasta. Emily followed suit and opened up the box, pulling out some photographs. She handed them to Evelynn, some were of her mother with a man and a little boy and some were just of a man.
"That man is your father,"
Evelynn looked at the middle aged man, with short hair and blue eyes and a slight stubble across his lower face. Looking at these pictures, Evelynn couldn't understand how he could have done all those things.
"He doesn't look like a killer,"
"He was a father first sweetheart, your father was an exceptionally charming man," Emily smiled slightly.
"And he charmed the pants off of you and quite literally," Evelynn smirked
"Hey now, not at the table," Emily laughed "But yes he did, he lied too you know, he told everyone that Declan was his house keepers, to keep him safe,"
"Is that Declan?" Evelynn pointed to the group shot.
"It is,"
Evelynn set the pictures back into the box but kept one out.
"You can keep it,"
A/N
There we go! She's met Morgan and now she knows about Mick! Again I'm sorry for the lateness in uploading. But here it is anyways.
Enjoy!
