Chapter 12
Emily had been home for two days now. She had spent the days with David cuddling and doing mother and son things. Emily loved his whack-a-mole game and became very competitive, with Abby cheering the two on. She was pleased with the amount of time mother and son could spend together so carefree. Yaz had persuaded Emily to leave the hotel room tonight and have a meal in her favourite Indian restaurant.
"You look beautiful, Emily." smiled Yaz as she kissed her girlfriend.
Emily laughed carefully and looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "I look hideous; I have a broken leg, broken wrist, my face looks like a painter's colour palette with split lips, oh, and my ribs are bruised, so I have to keep my upper chest covered. You, woman, are very easily pleased." Emily answered head bowed in a quiet voice.
Yaz glanced at her girlfriend and lifted her head gently, using her chin and looking directly into Emily's eyes. "Look at me, sweetheart," she asked, waiting for her full attention before continuing to speak. "Emily, I see you, not your injuries; you have been to hell and back several times over the last six months; I see a beautiful and intelligent woman who protected her friends and family—assaulted twice in prison. Your confidence and self-esteem have been obliterated over the six months by Abigail and Loretta Silvano; you gave your wealth and body to protect your friends. They all turned on you as they intended " Yaz hesitated before bringing up Jennifer. "You lost the love of your life; they made you end your five-year relationship; you admitted you still loved her until she broke your heart in that prison interview room. I will help you rebuild your self-esteem; sweetheart, you are my girlfriend. We start tonight by having a meal out, I don't care if we are seen out and the news cameras are there. We will enjoy ourselves, and I intend to kiss my brave, slightly hurt girlfriend in public. Do you have a problem with that, Emily Elizabeth Prentiss?" Yaz asked, not breaking their eye contact.
A smile appeared on her face, not entirely extending to her beautiful brown eyes, but Yasmin smiled
"Baby steps, baby steps, sweetheart." smiled Yaz as she gently pressed her lips against Emilys
"Thank you" is all an emotional Emily can muster.
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Seated at their table in Yasmin's favourite Indian restaurant, the two ladies whisper while browsing the menu. Emily feels very self-conscious; she feels hideous and incredibly exposed in the restaurant. Her six-month ordeal had taken a massive toll on her mentally and physically, wanting to bolt out and return to her hotel room.
"Emily! Look at me, sweetie," Yasmin told Emily. "You look like you are about to bolt out of the restaurant. I can see two problems with that. Firstly, it would be a slow shuffle with your broken leg. Secondly, if you leave, I can not do this." grinned Yasmin
"Do what?" asked a confused brunette
Yasmin gently placed her lips over Emily's and gave her a gentle kiss communicating how much she loved the broken woman who sat beside her. Having to stop too soon before she hurt Emily, she took hold of her uninjured hand.
"I love you; Emily breaks and bruises and all your doubts. Plus, I have to make sure my new boss is fine so that she can pay me." giggled Yasmin to lighten things.
Leaning back in her chair, Emily finally relaxed and smiled at her new girlfriend. Unfortunately for our couple, a fellow restaurant customer recognised Emily from all her recent bad press. Rod Wilson saved the pictures of Yaz and Emily kissing to his Instagram, Twitter, and Facebook accounts. Within minutes his posts had been shared and retweeted by his friends, starting the ball rolling.
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Looking at Yaz, Emily asked her a question. "Yasmin, you haven't mentioned your parents. Are they still around?"
The profiler in Emily could detect the changes in her demeanour; she took a deep breath before replying
"My parents are alive and well. They disowned me due to my sexual orientation. They were disgusted and embarrassed when our family and friends found out I was a Lesbian. They gave me an ultimatum to straighten myself out and start sleeping with men." Yasmin paused to calm herself. Emily placed her hand on Yasmin's leg to support her and encourage her to carry on. " or leave the family firm. I told my parents I didn't choose my sexual orientation and wasn't about to change to make them feel better. They cut me off totally. I am a public defender living in a one-room apartment with cockroaches included because that's all I could afford. That was four years ago. I have had no contact with my parents ever since." a sad Yasmin told Emily
"Firstly, you're moving in with me next week when they release my properties back to me. If the last six months have taught me anything, don't wait. You will most definitely have more than one room and no cockroaches; if you want, you can pack them," smirked Emily. "Secondly, girlfriend of mine, you are no longer a public defender. You work for me now, remember?" asked Emily so lovingly Yasmin started to cry
"Thank you." is all she can manage
Emily starts to kiss gently, her upset girlfriend. She deepened the kiss, not caring about the pain. Yasmin needed the support; screw the pain.
'Flash, Flash, Flash'
"Would the prison love birds like to make a statement?" asked the reporter, standing beside his photographer
Pulling apart hastily and turning to see the interlopers, they could see more reporters and cameras appearing outside the restaurant.
"Yasmin, this way." the restaurant's owner beckoned
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After fooling the assembled press into following, the owners blacked-out Mercedes Emily and Yaz managed to escape the media jackals. Cuddling on the bed, the two women pondered tonight's excitement.
"Yasmin, ...I.I.I understand if you want to...leave me, these media jackals are not going to leave me alone.." a very worried profiler gave her an easy out.
Her hands-on either side of Emily's face, she lifted her head so she was looking directly into her eyes. "You, Ms Prentiss, can't get rid of me that easy. I find it rather sexy to date such a naughty girl. My parents will be apoplectic at seeing their Lesbian daughter in a lip lock with a beautiful brunette all over the TV and splashed across the front page of the morning papers. They won't be able to leave the house. Too much shame." grinned Yaz. "Emily, I am not Jennifer Jareau. I watched the tape of her visit when the prosecutor sent it to me. We are so much like our parents hate us both." Jasmine lovingly told the terrified profiler. The Silvano's had affected her confidence badly.
"Thank you, Yasmin Khan." smiled Emily
Pulling her girlfriend gently into her embrace, she kept her close while she wept for her Welsh friend.
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Elizabeth Prentiss sat watching her television whilst having a well-deserved nightcap. Switching to the news channel, she looked at the screen in shock at seeing her daughter kissing a woman; after a few seconds, she realised it was her daughter and her public defender
"How crass, Emily, live on the news." her disgusted mother proclaimed aloud. What concerned the ambassador was that she was on a local breakfast TV show in the morning; without doubt, that kiss would be brought up. Having spent the last few days trying to adapt her stance on her daughter after being found innocent. She had used every ounce of experience in statecraft to change her outlook ever so slightly without forfeiting any of her current popularity.
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"Why Emily, traded Jennifer the blonde dolly in for a new model?" Smirked Cara Doherty as she watched the news report. "I will kill Prentiss soon, my dear brother and sister; revenge will be ours," she told her angel brother and sister as she looked at her collection of fully automatic weapons.
Her plan was ever so simple, a drive-by shooting. Cara only wanted Prentiss dead she didn't care about collateral damage. All her weapons magazines had been supersized. She would only have one attempt at Prentiss if she had a chance of escaping without capture. The only remaining thing to decide is the location.
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JJ cuddled with Candy In her bed after a mammoth farewell sex session; her time was up. She had to return to work in the morning.
"I will miss you, Jenny. You are a special person. I've enjoyed our time together. If you need a friend with benefits again, you know where I am." smiled Candy
Kissing her bed buddy, JJ hesitantly dragged herself out of bed and into the shower to get ready to leave. The week had been an escape from Emily, not wanting to face her again after finding her with her damn lawyer. Unfortunately, face to face could no longer be put off. She would undoubtedly meet Emily back in Washington. Her inner musings are interrupted by Candy slapping her ass as she walks into the shower.
"Need a hand?" smirked Candy. "It will have to be a quickie to make your flight unless you take a later flight." Candy told JJ seductively as she kissed down her neck. Turning to face her lover, she smiled. "Later it is," smirked JJ
After several rounds of farewell lovemaking JJ finally said goodbye to Candy, sporting her white cowboy hat with Candy's contact details inside just in case, a goodbye present. She sat in her airline seat returning to Washington. She would require a caffeine drip to survive the day's work at the BAU. Hopefully, Derek would put her tiredness down to her Prentiss Condry and not her mammoth final lovemaking session with her brunette Texan mind. Her mind, unfortunately, shifted to a specific brunette profiler and her son. What was she going to do? She needed to talk with her best friend to see if she had forgiven her fully for advice on what to do about Emily.
"Good job Jareau. You broke her heart and pushed her towards that lawyer. Look at Candy, a beautiful brunette. You still love her and lost her; I hope you're happy, Jennifer Jareau." she told herself.
Taking a pointer from her Ex-girlfriend, Jennifer placed a brunette profiler and her adorable son in a large box and closed and locked the lid, hopefully never to be opened again. Having enjoyed her week with Candy, she decided to put herself out there again, just no long term commitment or brunettes
Happy with her plan, Jennifer closed her eyes, trying to get some sleep on this red-eye to Washington.
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Yasmin and Emily lay entwined in bed, watching the morning breakfast show; Elizabeth Prentiss was today's special guest.
"Good morning, Ambassador."
Yasmin kissed her girlfriend, who was worried that her mother might try and cause them problems with their relationship. They listened to the usual pleasantries from the hosts and Elizabeth, and then came the anticipated question.
"Ambassador, what do you think about your daughter kissing her legal aid lawyer in public. The pictures and video has been trending on social media all night; They are splashed across all the front pages of the papers this morning. what do you think, ambassador?" ask the host
Emily stiffened in Yasmin's arms in anticipation of her answer. Her mother disapproved of her daughter's sexuality and sent her to a ranch that specialised in straightening out deviants when she was14. Her father, just before he died, had removed her after her first day of indoctrination.
"My daughter is not a Lesbian; my daughter does things to get her noticed, trying to infuriate me. she probably enticed Ms Kahn to help her." Emily kissed Yasmin. "Wait for it; this should be good." snarked Emily. "Get her revenge for me renouncing her. This will only survive a few more days, mark my words." responded a confident ambassador.
"Oh my God, what is that woman smoking? Next, she is going to blame you for the deaths. Then what that we are a mixed-race couple?" asked a surprised Yasmin
Emily squeezed her hand as they continued to watch.
"Now your daughter's innocence has been proven. What are the chances of reconciliation?" asked the host
"My daughter might have been found innocent of all charges by the courts, but I still blame her for all the deaths; she worked undercover what did she do? Who did she annoy enough to seek such intricate vengeance? I feel my daughter is still to blame for releasing these killers and will work with my charity to help those victims of my daughter's actions. I think it is the only way I can ask for forgiveness for her actions." the ambassadors told the host with well-practised sadness on her face.
Emily stiffened after hearing her mother's comments. "Bitch! How low can that woman stoop? I'm still responsible for all the deaths." snapped a very annoyed daughter
"Emily!"
"Emily!" Yasmin managed to gain Emily's attention on the second try. She listened to her mother once she got out of her head.
"My daughter should still be in prison. Her actions have inadvertently caused 26 deaths and counting. I intend to ask the attorney general to look into her release." Emily zoned out after hearing her mother
"What an absolute bitch." Yasmin told her shocked girlfriend.