So hey guys. Here's the next chapter. I was actually gonna wait and find a better place for this one but I haven't written a chapter for this week cuz I was working on the first date chapter. But I wanted to post something today...along with some bad news. I might have to update every other week. I'm in a fiction writing class so I have writing every week for that so I just wanted to let you know. I have some ideas so I will be trying to get them all down when I can.

So anyway that's that. So here's the next chapter.

Enjoy.


I'm Here

Emily was maneuvering the FBI issued black truck down the deserted street at about 90 miles per hour. The red and blue lights lit up the sky and the siren blared. In the back of her mind, she knew that her team would have Garcia tap into the truck's GPS system and follow her once they realized that she had fit the pieces together in her head and not had voiced them. She didn't think. She just acted. She needed to get there.

She slammed on the brakes, and thanked god that she didn't go straight through the windshield with that move. She was out of the car in a second. Gun drawn, she ran carefully into the abandoned house. She cleared the house quickly, out of habit. She knew exactly where the man would be. She walked up to the door that let to the garage. She let out a quick breath before she opened the door fast and made her way into the garage. There he was. And there she was. But that was all she saw before she was hit from behind and fell to the ground. Her gun slid across the concrete flooring.

Her head was pounding and her vision blurred. She looked up at the man in front of her that held her crying girlfriend in front of him with a gun to her head. She looked to the side to see what hit her and saw another man as he picked her gun up from the floor and put it in his waistband. He clearly took his orders from the man that was holding the gun to Rachel's head.

"Nice of you to join us, Emily." The man said. "Stay down or I kill her right now."

"Let her go, you son of a bitch."

"Now, Emily, is that anyway to talk to the man who has both of your lives in his hands right now." He said as he pushed the gun harder into Rachel's head. Rachel cried harder. "You were very smart to come here without your team."

"You have me. You can let her go." Emily painfully said. She blinked harshly still trying to clear her vision.

"I don't know, Emily. Ed, there," he tilted his head to the man beside her, " has grown quite fond of her." The man smiled down at her. "I have too, surprisingly."

"Let her go, you have more leverage with me." Emily tried to reason with the man who held her girlfriend hostage.

"You know, she's been telling us stories about you." The man continued as if Emily had not said anything. "Waxing poetically really, about how the two of you met, your first date, first kiss. Very romantic. She really loves you."

"Please. Let her go." Emily begged.

"Wow." The man laughed. "The mighty Emily Prentiss is actually begging." His laugh was cut short by the faint sound of a car door closing. He look through the door that Emily had come through that had been left open. Bouncing off the windows from the room that was opposite the garage were red and blue lights. "Well, looks like you're not that smart after all." The man looked at Ed. "Get her up. Hurry up." He commanded.

Ed pulled Emily up from the floor quickly and stood her in front of Rachel. The nameless man wrapped his left arm tighter around Rachel, pulling her more into his chest, as his right hand pressed the gun tightly to Rachel's head.

"Tell her you're sorry." The man told Emily calmly.

"I-I- I'm-" Emily stopped.

"Tell her!" The man yelled. His voice making both Emily and Rachel jump.

"I'm sorry." Emily whispered as tears made their way down her cheeks. Rachel cried.

"Tell her you love her." The man said.

"I love you. God, I love you so much." Emily said freely crying.

"Kiss her." He ordered.

Emily looked into her girlfriend's green eyes. The green eyes that she always loved to see. The green eyes that were almost always shining, but now were filled with tears. She reached up with shaking hands and held her girlfriend's face. She breathed deeply. She placed her thumbs over Rachel's eyes and guided them close. Rachel cried harder.

"I love you, too, Em. Always." Rachel whispered before she felt Emily's lips on her own.

A loud bang rang out through the garage.

Emily launched up from the bed covered in sweat. She looked around frantically before she realized that she was in her bedroom. She tried to take a couple deep breaths, but that wasn't working. She needed to hear her voice. She lifted her hand to grab her cell phone from her nightstand and realized that her hands were shaking hysterically. Emily couldn't even calm down enough to dial Rachel's, so she had to use the voice dialer application on her phone. The four rings before she heard her girlfriend's voice were torture to her.

"Hey, Babe. Are you okay?" The tired voice filled the room.

Emily released a breath she didn't know she was holding. "I just needed to hear your voice." She said. Her hands shaking less intense now.

"Hey, what happened?" Rachel asked. Emily heard rustling, which she assumed to mean that Rachel was sitting up in bed.

"I just...Nothing. I'm fine." Emily said.

"I know you're lying to me, Emily." Emily heard more rustling. "I'm coming over there."

"No, no, no, no, no. You don't have to do that." Emily pressed.

"Emily, something obviously happened. You wanted to hear my voice, so me being there should be even better."

"Rachel, I really don't want you to come over here."

"Well, then, Emily, you shouldn't have called me." Emily heard a door close on the other end of the line. "Do you want to tell me what happened before I get there?"

"It's really not a big deal, Rachel. I just had a nightmare." Emily said softly.

"Oh, Sweetie, that's nothing to be ashamed of." Rachel replied. "Hey, can you let me in? I'm right outside your door."

"What? How? Did you speed here?" Emily asked as she walked down her stairs and to the front door. She opened the door to find her girlfriend in a Stanford sweatshirt and burgundy and white striped pajama pants.

"No comment." Rachel smiled and walked into Emily's apartment.

Emily smiled at her girlfriend. "You know, you look pretty cute with those glasses." Emily pointed out.

"You think?" A light blush reached across Rachel's face. "Well, don't try to distract me." Rachel said as she took Emily's hand and led her to the couch. "Tell me what happened." Rachel sat against the couch's armrest and guided Emily to lay her head on her lap. Rachel ran her hands through Emily's hair.

Emily inhaled deeply before she started. "I don't remember how it started, but somehow you were taken by an UnSub. I got to where he was holding you and I went in without backup. He had a gun to your head. Then I got hit from behind by another guy." Emily stopped.

"Hey, look at me," The auburn haired woman said, she waited for Emily to look into her eyes before she continued, "I'm here, okay? I'm right here."

Emily started again. "I-I-I begged him to let you go, but he didn't. He just kept talking about how much you talked about me with him, about how we met, our first date, our first kiss. Then we heard the sound of a car door slamming. It was the team. He made me kiss you before he shot you." Tears flowed down Emily's face and her hand's started shaking again.

"Hey, hey," Rachel said trying to get the brunette's attention. She pulled Emily up into a sitting position next to her. She brought her girlfriend's shaking hands to her lips and kissed her knuckles. "I'm right here. I'm right here." Rachel ran her hands up Emily's arms all the way to her face. She wiped the tears away with the pads of her thumb. "I'm right here. You can feel me. I'm right here, babe. Nothing happened to me." Rachel hugged her girlfriend until she stopped crying.

Emily pulled away and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. "I'm sorry." She said.

"What are you sorry about?"

"I'm sorry that you came here and saw me fall apart."

"Hey. You didn't fall apart. You just got scared, and there's no shame in that. It happens. You are one of the strongest people I know, Emily Prentiss. Don't forget that." Emily ducked her head and blushed. "How about we go to bed?" Emily looked up into green eyes. Rachel nodded. "Come on. You need to get some more rest before you have to go in tomorrow."

The two made their way up the stairs hand in hand.


So that's the end of this chapter. I know it was intense there at the beginning but it all turned out good right? So tell me what you think.

Possible Next Chapter: I am gonna start work on a chapter for all you Emily/Rachel lovers out there. So I hope you guys will look forward to that. Any ideas on what's going to happen? lol

Bad News: once again it might be a little time before I have another update. I'm taking a fiction writing class right now and I have to write something every week so that's taking up most of time. So I hope you guys will still be here when I update. Hopefully I will just have to push updates back to every other week.

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