Thanks for all of the reviews and alerts. You guys really bring smiles to my my face. I tried to get this out as soon as I can. It was really interesting to hear what your thoughts were about who the mystery person were. They are all revealed in this chapter.
"We've just landed," said the mysterious caller. "How is she?"
"Same as last night," said the man in the doctor's coat. "I told you she's fine."
"You don't get it. Emily Prentiss is not fine if she is in the hospital because she neglected her health to the point of almost dying."
"She's on the mend, okay. Her friends with the FBI have made sure that she is not left alone since she's been here. Did you take care of everything?"
"I told you it was all set. We'll be there in forty-five minutes."
The man in the doctor's coat took one last look into Emily's room and a comforting smile appeared on his face. 'Things will get better, Emily,' he thought to himself as he turned and walked down the hall.
Inside her room, Emily smiled at the new set of visitors. Thirty minutes ago, Morgan and Garcia arrived to relieve Rossi and Reid. "I figured we should get you back to eating slowly," said Garcia. "Maybe start with your favorite things." She pulled out a chocolate bar and held it out to Emily.
"Oh, Pen I love you," she joked, taking the candy.
"That's just the chocolate talking," teased Morgan. "So, Princess, how bad do you want out of here?"
Emily's eyebrows rose as she answered it with a question of her own. "Do I really need to answer that question?"
Morgan held up his hands and chuckled, "Alright, I hear you. What do you say we take a walk from your bed to the doorway and back once you finish that chocolate?"
"That's it?" said Emily. "No, Dr. Robinson said I need to walk the hallway before I can leave."
"Baby steps, Prentiss. First we make sure your body can handle that chocolate bar and the walk to the doorway and back, and then…"
"I can handle a chocolate bar, Morgan," said Emily. "It's just a chocolate bar."
"And then you get some lunch in you, and if that stays down, we go in the hallway a little."
"Morgan," she growled. Emily was getting frustrated with Morgan's insistence to take things slow.
Garcia took hold of Emily's hand. "Em, we all can tell that as you get re-hydrated, you are coming back to that snarky, stubborn wonder woman we all know and love. But, you can't push your recovery."
"I hate hospitals," Emily groaned.
"Gym 101, Emily," said Morgan causing the brunette to look at him in confusion. "You listen to your body and respect its limits or you'll get yourself into physical trouble. In your case, it will add more days on to your stay here." Emily crossed her arms and pouted at her friend. "Look, I'm willing to let you set your own pace. We can go as far as you want." She smiled at him. "But Garcia will trail behind us with a wheel chair. When you feel the need to stop, you sit, and we wait a half hour to start again. Deal?"
Emily nods her head. "Thank you."
"Anytime," he answers with a wink.
"So…baby steps," reminds Garcia as she points to the empty chocolate bar wrapper in Emily's hands.
A cautious sigh was followed by a shaky, "Baby steps." Emily swung her legs over the edge of the bed and eased herself into a standing position. She was careful to not put too much weight onto her sprained ankle.
"Crutches? Or do you want to lean on me?" asked Morgan.
"And hurt your feelings by not letting you support me? I wouldn't dream of it."
The trio laughed and Garcia smiled as the playful banter of her two friends that she missed so much came back to life. It took longer than she would have liked, but Emily's trip to the doorway and back was successful. Smiling at her achievement, Emily laid back down in her bed. "I didn't think I would get tired from that," she admitted.
"You're body is healing, honey," said Garcia.
"This sucks."
Morgan chuckled at his friend before he walked towards the door and told the two women that he was going to see about getting Emily her lunch. It wasn't long before Emily's lunch was brought to her and to Morgan and Garcia's surprise the nurse Morgan and charmed earlier had lunch delivered for them as well.
Dr. Robinson waited at the elevator doors for a man and his traveling companion. He let out a small smile when he saw the exit the elevator car. "Agents Morgan and Garcia are in the room with her. She is recovering quite well, and is about to have some lunch."
The man looked over at his friend. "Thank you for keeping an eye on her." He looked towards his traveling companion. "Are you ready to go and see her?"
He received a nod in answer followed by, "Do you think she'll be happy to see me?"
"You do not have to doubt that. She will be ecstatic. Now let's go follow the doctor to Emily's room, okay?" The man looked at Dr. Robinson and with a smile said, "Lead the way."
The three friends were enjoying turkey and cheese sandwiches for lunch that Morgan was to acquire from the nurses. "These are halfway decent," said Emily.
"I think you are just hungry," joked Garcia. "It's hospital food, Em."
Emily sent her a playful glare, "All I meant was that it's pretty hard to screw up a turkey and cheese sandwich."
"Sure you did," teased Morgan.
Emily smiled brightly. She was so happy to have the teasing relationship with her friends returning. Unfortunately, every time she thought about that, the feelings of guilt and shame for what she made them so through surfaced in her mind. She knew that it would take some time, but things will turn back to normal.
Finishing her sandwich, she placed the wrapper on the table and pushed it away. She started to swing her legs to the side of the bed, but was stopped by Morgan. "What do you think you are doing?"
"I had my lunch, Morgan. I want to walk."
"Not right now," he answered her.
"You said we go at my pace. I want to start now." Emily crossed her arms and glared at him. Any other type of situation, it would be easy to tease Emily for sounding like a spoiled brat, but not today. They knew that it was just Emily being restless and wanting to push herself to get better.
"And you will, Princess," said Morgan, "but first you have to let that sandwich settle in your stomach before you start to move."
"I'm not going swimming, Morgan. I'm just walking in a hallway."
"Humor me and wait ten minutes."
Emily wouldn't admit it if she was called on it, but she knew that he was right. Instead she just let out a sigh and said, "Fine," as she brought her legs back on top of the bed.
"So, Em I was thinking," started Garcia.
Emily raised an eyebrow to Morgan, "Should I be worried?" Morgan just shrugged in return and smiled.
"As I was saying," Garcia continued. "Your first night out of here, me and JJ will come by your place and watch some cheesy romantic comedies and eat all of our favorite junk foods."
A big smile appeared on Emily's face as she remembered the girls' nights they used to share. "That sounds good."
The laughed and talked more about what they would all be doing when she was released until Dr. Robinson appeared at her door with the unknown man. The man stepped into the room and said in his dry humor, "Only Emily Prentiss would be stubborn enough to land herself back into the hospital after everything she's been through."
Emily, Garcia and Morgan looked at her visitor, confused as to how he learned of her admittance into the hospital. Emily spoke up, "How did you know I was here?"
"Dr. Robinson here is a friend of mine," he answered with a smile.
"Why does that not surprise me? What do you want, Clyde?"
"I wanted to check that you were on the mend. I've also brought you another visitor, someone who is very anxious to see you again."
Before Emily could ask him who the visitor is, she saw him enter the doorway. Her eyes lit up with unshed tears as she said, "Declan!"
The young boy smile was genuine and wide. "Hey Emily."
"Don't just stand there like a shy boy," said Clyde. "You've been bugging me about this moment for the last 24 hours. Go give her that hug you've planning."
Declan smiled at Clyde before he ran past the older man and ran into Emily's waiting arms. "It's so nice to see you again," said Emily. "I didn't think I would ever get the chance."
"Agent Easter came and told me that he's dead. Is it really over?"
Emily ran her fingers through Declan's hair. "It's over honey. You don't have to run anymore." Declan looked down at his feet. Emily couldn't tell what was wrong. She thought that he would have been happy with it all. "What's wrong?"
Declan looked up at Emily and bit his lower lip before asking. "The agents that I was living with were just there to keep me safe. I don't need their protection anymore…so…what's going to happen to me now."
Emily looked at the boy with a shocked expression. She never thought about this. Apparently Clyde had because he said, "Everything is all set."
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