A/N: The last chapter! I would like to thank everyone who has stuck with me through this by reviewing or alerting. It really means a lot to me.

Without further ado, the last part of The Best Week of Her Life…Enjoy! :)

Epilogue

Saturday, April 14th – 3:43 p.m.

The team had flown back to Quantico as soon as Emily had been cleared. Everything had been resolved at the Idaho precinct and the team was just glad to be home. Hotch had sent them all home to sleep, not allowing them to come in until Monday, the paperwork could wait until then.

Emily returned 'home' to Derek's place where they were greeted by Clooney at the door. Derek let Clooney out and was sorting through his mail in the kitchen. Emily sat down on the living room couch, she was exhausted. Even though she had rested at the hospital, the toll of the week was finally catching up with her.

Now that she was back, she was going to have to find a place to stay, she couldn't keep living off of Derek, even if she wanted to, it wouldn't be fair to him. She sighed; now just add apartment hunting to her list of events that she wished she could have avoided this week. This list included flooded apartment, falling in the mud (twice), spilling coffee and tripping. Oh and on the top of the list being pushed out of window, hospital visit and a deranged Unsub who liked to hurt woman and children.

Derek entered the room to see Emily staring at the wall; she had a blank expression on her face. If he was honest with himself, he was worried about her. Emily had been quiet the plane ride home, but everyone had taken it has fatigue due to injuries. Derek knew better, she obviously had something that was puzzling her on her mind, he could tell by her look.

She was pulled from her recollection by Derek; he was helping her up, "Let's go get something to eat."

Emily merely nodded.

"Do you want to go out, order in or I could make you something?" He asked gently.

"Order in, is fine," Emily responded. "Then I'll go house hunting."

Derek brushed off her admission as he looked for takeout menus. He would need to find a way to talk her into staying with him.

Their Chinese food arrived an hour or so later and the pair had chatted softly while waiting. They spoke of mostly random topics, where the answers seemed to hold no deeper meaning. Questions of favourite colours, bands, outfits. In reality, Derek and Emily used these questions to learn more about each other. Sure, they had worked together for years, but you never really take the time to learn the basic facts.

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8:11 p.m.

After dinner Derek had taken Clooney for a run, Emily had decided not to join them. She stayed at Derek's place and began to pack up her backs. It may look like she was running from him, well she was. They had decided to try a relationship, but Emily's fear of failure where starting to take over. The "What-if's?" were clouding her judgement. She wanted to get away from him, that way they could try a relationship and build it slowly. So if they happened to not work out, they wouldn't have so much invested in it. They could go back to the way they were and not have lost too much. If she stayed here and they failed, she would be at risk of losing one of her best friends and she couldn't chance that.

Derek returned home with Clooney when it finally became darker outside. He saw her outside by her car, loading the items that she had brought into his house. "What are you doing Em?"

"Umm," Emily blushed, feeling like a guilty child. "Packing up my car, I have to find myself a new apartment."

"I thought you were going to stay here?" Derek asked hopefully.

"Yeah well…"

"Do you not want to be with me?" He asked now feeling hurt.'

"No Derek, it's not that. I just don't want to rush anything."

"Rush? Em, we've known each other for six years. How is that rushing?"

When Emily was unsuccessful in finding an answer Derek dragged her back into his home.

"What's this really about Emily?"

"Well I was thinking," she stated.

Derek smirked. Everyone knew that sometimes when Emily got thinking she would get so wrapped up in her thoughts and get tunnel vision. She could only see the worst possible outcome. "That's you're problem."

"Derek!" She rolled her eyes, "I just do not want to crowd you."

"You weren't crowding me before, how could you now?"

Emily only shrugged.

"I've told you before I want you stay here, okay?"

Emily nodded, but Derek could see it in her eyes that she was not convinced. He knew she just needed some more time to process, so he went into the kitchen to fill Clooney's water dish.

When Derek returned, Emily's eyes were slightly glazed over. Tears had been building up, but with Emily's emotional strength she was able to keep them at bay.

Finally she spoke, but it was barely a whisper, "What if we break up?"

Derek smiled, so that's what has been bugging her, "Do you really have that little faith in us Princess?" he joked.

"Derek, I'm serious!"

"So am I when I tell you, I love you. I don't say it lightly, or throw it out there to anyone. You are it for me, Emily Prentiss and it is going to take a lot to get rid of me. And how will we ever know if we don't try, right? We may have our share of fights, but at the end of the day I will always love you Em."

The whole time he was speaking a smile was blossoming over Emily's face. He wanted them to be together, "I love you too, Derek. I'm still afraid to lose you, but I want to try, I need you in my life." She knew that as long as she had him by her side they would fight for them, no matter what.

10:03 p.m.

The two had decided to enjoy each other's company, as they unpacked Emily's car. It was decided that she would be staying with Derek. It could seem like they were moving fast, but to two people who had known each other for years, it was the right speed for them.

They were seated on the couch with Clooney sloped over them watching television. Derek suddenly pushed the large dog to the ground. "Sorry buddy, its bed time."

Emily laughed, but suddenly stopped when Derek picked her up and was in the process of carrying her to his room.

"Hey! Caveman, put me down."

"I don't think so Princess," he replied with a smile.

Derek tried to open the door with one hand causing Emily to squeal and she began to slip, "You better not drop me!"

"You are so bossy, one minute its put me down, the next pick me up, make a choice woman!" He joked with her.

"Do you want me to kick your ass Derek Morgan?"

They entered the room and Derek shut the door. Emily's giggles and Derek's laughter could still be heard by Clooney who sat guard outside the door. This day had turned out pretty well, or maybe it was the whole week. Whatever it was it had worked out great for the both of them.

THE END!

A/N: Once again thanks to all of those who have patiently waited for updates, and who have reviewed! You guys are the best! I can now move on to other projects I wanted to work on. With this one out of the way hopefully now focus on some one shots or something.