A/N: Hello all. Sorry for the bit of wait. I've started another new story, on top of all my other unfinished ones so I've got to take turns with my stories for updates. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds.

Chapter 14: JJ/Emily:

JJ:

JJ swiped a hand at her tired eyes, trying to get them to refocus. She definitely needed to call it a night.

She was in her old desk in her old office and it felt so good, so right and it was only her second day back. This was where she was supposed to be, she could feel it in her bones.

She glanced up at the clock. 8pm. It was late, but she'd had to finish a little extra paperwork. Part of her conditional return to the BAU was that she still kept some of her duties from her job with the Department of Defence. Namely, the duties that pertained to Emily's situation.

There was a knock at her door that startled her out of her thoughts. She looked up to see Hotch in her doorway, grinning.

"And they say I'm a workaholic," he commented, clearly amused.

She smiled up at him. He was giving her a ride home. "Sorry, just finishing up a few things. You should have interrupted me."

He shrugged. "It's ok. You seemed into what you were doing. I knew it was important. Emily?"

He came to sit in the seat across from her.

JJ nodded, closing some of the open files on her desk. "Yeah. We're trying to get ahead of Doyle, but that man's as slippery as a snake."

"You think he knows about Emily?" Hotch asked concernedly.

"If he does, it's my fault," she said, finally letting out the one fear that she'd had since she'd learned about Doyle's abrupt movements.

Hotch reached across the desk stilling her nervous hand with a gentle touch. "It was a decision you believed in, bringing Emily here. She believed in it too. Don't second guess yourself. I also think you did the right thing."

"You do?" she said unsurely.

He leaned back in his chair, smiling. "I visited Morgan yesterday. The doctor's say he's doing better. He could wake up any day now."

"Really?" JJ's voice was full of wonder and hope.

"Yes, really," Hotch echoed. "And I think you were right, visits from Emily are doing him some good."

JJ smiled brightly at that. She liked being right. But then a sudden thought struck her.

"But, what happens to Morgan's recovery if Emily needs to leave again… she might have to… will Morgan relapse?" She frowned at just thinking about it.

"Let's hope he recovers before it comes to that," was all Hotch could say.

Emily:

"Hey," Emily greeted the still body of Derek Morgan. "I'm back."

She was in a good mood today, because today she was able to go straight to his room for a visit instead of waiting inside the conference room first. The other thing that had her so cheery was just seeing Derek.

He looked even better than last time. The bruises under his eyes were almost all gone and his color was completely back to normal. On top of all that Emily could definitely see some machines were missing. He was getting better.

Emily couldn't help it; she leaned down and placed a kiss on his cheek. Instead of pulling back all the way, she paused over his ear.

"Now, if you wake up," she whispered into his ear, "There's definitely more where that came from."

She sat back. Of course, there was no reaction, but she chuckled nonetheless.

"So, I'm back," she reiterated. "I brought Mother Night, again. I could read to you… or we could just talk."

She let out a sigh. Not pulling out the book, instead she continued, "I need you to wake up Derek, please. Please wake up… ok, wake up now, Derek…"

Again nothing. Well she'd thought begging was worth a shot.

Another sigh. "I don't know how much longer I can hang around Derek," she paused. "I think Ian knows I'm alive… And if he does then I've got to get the heck away from you. From all of you. I can't let him use the people I care about to get to me."

She shook her head, shuddering at that possibility.

"But, I'm scared Derek, I'm scared of leaving you again and you not remembering me," Emily confessed. "The unselfish part of me wants you to move on with your life and find someone to be happy with. But the selfish part wants you to wait for me."

She let out a furious breath.

"Which is crazy, because you think I'm dead! So I'm being completely irrational," she conceded.

She looked at him suddenly struck with how much she cared for him.

She leaned into him again to whisper in his ear. "I don't care if I am being irrational or selfish. I was neither back when I was alive, so I can afford to be now. Wait for me Derek, please. Because I care about you… more than you know… And I will come back to you. I promise you that. So, please, wait…"

Emily stayed that way, head bowed, silently praying that he heard her plea, when something unexpected began to happen.

She was startled out of her prayer when she felt the bed suddenly move. She was certain it was her doing; she was leaning too heavily against it. But when she leaned back she could see that it wasn't her, but Derek suddenly stirring.

"Oh my…" she trailed off. Suddenly speechless.

It worked, he was waking up.

She jumped up and started to shout, "Doctor, we need a doctor in here!"

Emily hoped someone heard her. She took Derek's hand in his and said, "Derek, I'm right here, it's Emily. Come on, please come back to me. Please. Open your eyes Derek!"

Her urging seemed to do the trick, because his eyes were beginning to flutter open. "That's it, Derek. Open them. Let me so those beautiful eyes of yours."

They opened to slits, but opened nonetheless. And when his mouth opened a second later and uttered her name, "Emily?" she almost burst into tears.

"Yes, it's me," she said gently. His eyes began to close. "No, Derek, keep them open. Stay with me," she turned to shout at the door. "Doctor!"

Thankfully, this time a man in a white coat rushed in.

"What is it?" he asked, coming to Derek's bedside.

"He woke up, he said my name," Emily told the man breathlessly.

She looked back at Derek to see that his eyes were closed again. It was ok. If he'd done it once, he could do it again.

"Derek, sweetie, the doctor's here to make sure you're all right, can you open your eyes for him, for me?" she pleaded.

She breathed out a sigh of relief when he started to try.

"Ok, Miss, I'm going to need you to step aside while I examine him, please," the Doctor requested.

She nodded, doing as told. She lifted her entwined hands to her chin in a prayer gesture watching as the doctor did various things.

He was back. Derek had come back to her.

Now, the question was, could she stay there with him?

Well that's it for now. Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Derek's awake! Next chapter: We'll get to see the answer to Emily's question.

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