Hey everyone, here is the next chapter for you all. I really hope you like it. I apologise for not updating yesterday, I was with my family celebrating my grandad's birthday and I was knackered by the time I got home. It was literally head to pillow and I was out for the night. Really sorry.

I understand that some people are concerned with the two Emily situation. I have dealt with that in this chapter and I hope you all find it suitable. For just saying, I knew it was but the abc checker kept telling me it was wrong. I had one of those moments where I was thinking I had got it wrong. I will change it soon. Thank you. Regarding a romance aspect to the story for Reid, I won't be doing that. I just want to stray away from that in this fic. Garcia and Daniel are the romance in this. I hope you can all understand. I will be updating my other fanfic, connection, tomorrow. I've been so busy the past few days and I apologise.

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One month later

Emmy prepared herself for her next training session with Morgan, he was teaching her to improve her fighting and defensive skills. He was a tough teacher and she needed that. She needed someone who wasn't going to go easy on her. She had a feeling that her normal instructor preferred focusing on the male cadets, he didn't seem to think that female cadets were capable in a fight. The entire BAU team along with Daniel and others had taken to calling her Emmy after Garcia had let the nickname slip. She loved the nickname but she liked having a supportive group around her. The academy had been difficult over the last month. Her studies and training were getting better and better with each day, it was dealing with other cadets that was the problem. The men scared her, two of her fellow cadets kept making crude and sexual remarks at her and had caused her a lot of pain in hand to hand. Matt, the more dominant one of the two, had almost broken her arm. She didn't want tell Reid or any of the others. They were already doing so much for her. She could handle this on her own. She still couldn't get used to calling Dr Reid by just his last name but he had insisted.

"You ready, Emmy?" Morgan asked as he stepped on the mat. She nodded and stood up to face him.

"I'm ready," she smiled as she brought her hands up.

They circled for a moment as they each waited for an opportunity. Emmy brought her fist forward and tried to strike Morgan. He caught her arm and kicked the back of one of her legs causing her to stumble to the floor.

"You need to stay calm and wait for the right time to attack. An unsub with a knife would not have hesitated to deliver a killing blow when you went to the floor," Morgan said before helping her up. They faced each other again and Emmy knew why she was so eager to attack. Issues with her anger had plagued her since her mother's murder. She had spent years learning to control it. She had to control it again.

Morgan attacked, Emmy caught his arm and quickly moved herself so she was behind him, she wrapped her free arm around his neck and went to kick the back of his leg. She didn't get the chance as Morgan flipped her over his shoulder. Her body collided with the mat causing her some pain. She opened her eyes to see Morgan holding his hand out, she grabbed it and accepted his help in getting up.

"I'm not good at this," she sighed. "I've only managed to disarm my opponents a few times."

"Don't get down on yourself," Morgan smiled gently. "Look, before Reid lost his sight, he had grown into a stronger agent over the years. His ability to disarm unsubs improved, his hand to hand and defence skills improved. You are capable at hand to hand but you are still at risk in the field. I want to give you the training that allows you to take down an unsub if it comes to a fight."

"I'm still not used to all this support," she said. "I still don't understand sometimes why he has taken such a special interest in me."

"He sees great potential within you."

"Why don't I see it in myself?"

Morgan looked at her and saw the doubt in her eyes. He knew she didn't think she was good enough.

"We are our own worst enemies," Morgan said. "You are going to become a brilliant and amazing agent. Reid can see how special and unique you are."

"What do you mean unique?" she asked.

"In a sea of cadets, you have shown the best progress, the most potential and the best abilities. I'll be honest with you. Do you remember the file that Reid gave you? The Noran file."

"I remember it."

"The profile that you gave was impressive and correct. You considered and discovered aspects that myself and others had not even seen. Your profile led to the capture of the unsub. I thought Reid had given us that profile but it was you."

"You used my profile?" Emmy said, her entire mind in shock. "He told me it was an old file. I didn't know it was an active case."

"Your profile let the police to the unsub's house and they saved a woman and two children. Don't doubt yourself, Emmy. Reid doesn't doubt you, he never has. He wants to support you and give you a chance. The BAU is his family and he considers you family now. We all do, especially Garcia. She wouldn't have given you a nickname if she didn't see you as family."

She looked down and took a shaky breath. Morgan noticed the look in her eyes.

"Emmy, what's wrong?"

"I haven't had a family since my mom died," she admitted in a small voice.

"Well, you got one now," he grinned. "C'mon, we got some more training to do."

Two days later

Emmy let out a small yawn as she walked through the dormitory. She missed her apartment back in her hometown but she knew you had to give up a lot if you wanted to gain a lot. She unlocked her door and walked into her room. She was about to take off her jacket when a hand clamped over her mouth and pulled her back, a strong-arm arm wrapped around her arms pinning them to her chest. She struggled as she thrown to the floor and straddled by her attacker. He pinned her wrists above her head and pressed his hand over her mouth harder. She recognised her attacker. It was Matt, the cadet who had harassed her and who had almost broke her arm in a training session.

"Hello," he smiled before leaning down to her ear. "I hear you have special treatment."

She tried to get him off her but he simply laughed at her. He came back up to face her.

"You aren't FBI material. Your brain can't help you now. You think just because you can get through every test that requires your big brain that you are better than us all. You're weak, just a woman. I'm going to show you what big strong men do to women who think they are better than the rest of us."

She panicked as she felt his hand move and pinch her nose shut with his thumb and finger. She couldn't breath and began to try to throw him off. She let out a small whine as her vision began to go dark. She didn't want to die. Not now, not like this. Summoning some strength, she managed to kick him in his groin. He let go of her and moaned in pain. She brought her palm up and hit him in his nose. He fell away from her giving her a chance to get to her feet.

"Bitch!" he screamed as he got to his feet holding his nose. He stormed forward and hit her across her face. She fell against her desk but recovered quickly, she ignored the searing pain in her face. She kicked Matt in the stomach as he approached her, he stumbled back allowing her to approach him swiftly. She delivered a strong punch to his throat before quickly delivering a roundhouse kick that knocked him down to the floor and into an unconscious state. She felt adrenaline run through her and looked down to her shaking hands in disbelief at the fact she had taken down the man in front of her. It took her a few moments to organise her thoughts.

She needed to get help.


Reid rushed with Daniel, Morgan and Rossi to the Emmy's room. Buzz was helping Reid follow the others. They arrived at Emmy's room.

Morgan walked in to see Emmy with a very swollen black eye and bruising around her face, she was holding an ice pack to her face and had gotten cleared by medics. Reid came behind them.

"Emmy? Are you okay?" he asked quickly. He didn't know her condition and felt immense worry for her.

"I'm okay, just a little banged up," she said. "You should see the other guy."

Morgan sat next to her and pulled back the ice pack, her attacker had hit her hard to cause this amount of swelling. "Jesus. Where is the son of a bitch that did this to you?"

"Police custody. Some cadets came after I had knocked him out and helped me. His name is Matt Johnson. He's been harassing me for a while. He has made sexual remarks and almost broke my arm in a training session."

"Why didn't you tell us any of this?" Reid sighed.

"You've all given me so much help, I didn't want to bother you all with this."

"Emmy, you should have told us. We could have done something," Rossi said.

She looked up and saw a hint of anger in their eyes apart from Reid. "Please don't be angry with me. I'm sorry."

"We aren't angry at you, we are angry at that Johnson bastard for hurting you," Reid said angrily. Buzz jumped up on the bed and on her lap. He hit his nose on her arm to get her attention. She brought her free hand up and stroked him.

"You need to go to the station and give a statement," Morgan said before standing up. Buzz jumped from her lap as she slowly got up from he bed, she winced at the pain in her side.

"Did you get hurt somewhere else?" Rossi demanded gently. She nodded and lifted up her t-shirt slightly to show bruising along her ribs. "I'm having a word with Matt Johnson."

"Get in line," Reid said.

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