Chapter 3: Goodbye

Emily was gathering her belongings to leave the bullpen for the last time. As she was doing so, she looked at her team members who have become her family over the past five years one more time. The usually strong agent was trying her damned hardest not to breakdown in the middle of the bullpen. The second she looked at Reid the tears started falling. She quietly made her way out of the doors when they were going over the case hoping that no one had noticed.

"Goodbye" She whispered as she made her way out of the door of the BAU.

Emily had some things to take care of at her apartment before she disappeared to find leads on Doyle. She was in deep thought the entire drive home. She had to get things out of her safe that may help her find him. The agent had things to get rid of that reminded her of that god-awful assignment. Also, Emily needed to know once and for all if she was potentially putting another innocent life at risk. She knew the chances were very slim, but still there. She had finished her third bottle of water before she even made it home.

As she was walking into her home, she grabs for her gun. The woman had been very cautious entering her own home after finding that flower on the table by the door in her home. Emily checked her apartment thoroughly to make sure she was the only one there. Once she was sure that it was safe, she went about her business.

First, she went into her bedroom to get some things out of her safe. After punching in the combination, the safe had unlocked. Prentiss knew that everything would still be there, but she still checked anyway. She knew that someone had entered her home and didn't want to take any chances of missing something important being stolen. She grabbed a folder that had useful information that she had gathered from when she went undercover on the assignment for the CIA.

That folder was important for two reasons. One was that it had information and old contacts that could help her hunt down Doyle. Two, it contained information that Doyle would stop at nothing to get his hands on if he knew what it was on. His son was indeed still alive. While on her assignment, Emily had grown to love the child. When Doyle was caught, she feared for the innocent child's life. She had faked his death and hid him in order to save him. Even though she hated the idea, she could use Declan Doyle as leverage if she had to.

She put the folder in the bag that she was bringing with her. She was packing light for this mission. She placed the bag on her bed and quickly made her way to the bathroom. She grabbed the box with the tests in it and locked herself in there even though she was the only one there. She sat there crying with the test in her hands for a few minutes before taking them. As much as she wanted this, she hoped that she wasn't actually pregnant. She grabbed the second one and took both tests. Both tests were placed on the counter while she waited for the result. Before the time was up, she was startled by a noise in the apartment that wasn't her cat.

She quickly composed herself and ran out of the bathroom completely forgetting about the pregnancy test results. She immediately grabs her gun and her bag containing the important information. She kept her gun out and ready as she exited her home in fear for her life. She locked the door and quickly got into her vehicle. She drove off to a safe place to go over possible leads to find Doyle.

Unknown to Emily, there actually was someone in the house with her when she was there. She knew that Ian Doyle had eyes and ears on her and her team, but she was doing everything that she could to keep them and herself safe. What she didn't know was that one of Doyle's men now had some valuable information to give him. He was hiding in the apartment before Emily had even walked in. After she ran out of the apartment, he searched her bedroom and bathroom to see if she left anything useful behind. While searching the bedroom, he found nothing of use. She had taken all of the useful contents out of the safe with her. When he went to check the bathroom that she hurriedly vacated, he struck gold. The intruder called Ian Doyle instantly.

"She's pregnant." The man told Doyle who had answered the phone immediately. He didn't get the chance to capture her and get her to Doyle, but he still gave the man a valuable piece of information.

"Good to know." Doyle's sinister laugh came through the other end of the receiver. This changed his plan completely. "This changes everything." He added as he thanked his partner and hung up.

Emily was now in Boston where he was supposedly at now. She stopped at small coffee shop on the way to where she was going. She stayed in there looking over her information for a little but while consuming a small coffee. As she was doing so, she remembered Jack Fahey the man who introduced her to Doyle. This was when she first became Lauren Reynolds. She knew that she could get information out of him. After coming up with a plan she left to track down Fahey.

After getting what she needed out of him she now waited in her car in front of the Irish pub. While waiting she checked all of the calls that she had let go to voicemail. Her phone started ringing and she let that call go to voicemail las well. After it stopped, she listened to it. It was Garcia begging her to come back home. She also told Emily that if she couldn't, that they would find her and come rescue her. What touched Emily the most was when Garcia referred to her as family and said that she and the team were in her corner no matter what.

Emily broke down crying again before the voicemail even ended. Of course, Garcia would try her other number. She wanted nothing more than to answer, but then that would put her family in grave danger. If she answered they may be able to track her, and that was the last thing that she wanted.

"I'm sorry" She cried to herself as the voicemail ended. She knew that they would eventually figure out that she was in Boston. She just didn't want them running into an ambush. Emily watched the people leaving the pub from her vehicle. She noticed a few suspicious men walking out and to an SUV. That was her sign. Emily got out of her vehicle and made her way towards them. She held up her gun and started firing.

"I only want Doyle." She stated as she lowered the gun. "Where's Doyle!" She demanded. She was shocked when she heard that familiar voice that she never wished to hear again.

"Right here, love." Ian Doyle replied as he knocked her out. She could barely hear him telling the other men not to shoot at her as she was fading. He had other plans now. He was going to hurt her like she did him, but she didn't know it yet.