Hey guys, I'm back with an actual new chapter for your Rachel/Emily (Remily? Can we make that a thing?) fix.
Check out the NOTE at the END please. It's an idea that depends on your input to happen or not.
Timeline: After the hostage situation, Before their one year anniversary.
Enjoy.
The Shopping Tail
Rachel and Ashley exited the clothing store, bags hanging arms and wrists, and walked onto the sun lit street. They both pulled their sunglasses down to their eyes. Rachel looked across the street and down the block casually as Ashley adjusted her bags.
Ashley could definitely overdo it with the shopping on any day, but her love affair with shopping was definitely on display when she and Rachel had one of their girls' days. Ashley looks up at Rachel when she gets herself situated.
"What's wrong?" Ashley asks when she notices her friend's frown.
"I think someone's following us," Rachel says.
"What?" Ashley tries to look around.
"Don't look," Rachel urges her. "Come on." Rachel pulls Ashley along down the street away from the man she thinks is following them.
"What should we do? Why do you think he's following us?"
"I noticed him around the last two places we've been," Rachel says as she pulls out her phone. "I'm calling Em." The two continue to walk.
Emily's Apartment
Emily groans and rolls over. She really did not want her phone to be ringing right now. She and the rest of the team had gotten back from a particularly draining case around three in the morning. Everyone was eager to get home and didn't care about getting to their own beds in the precious hours before the sunrise as long as they got there as soon as possible. All Emily wanted was at least ten hours in her amazing bed. It seemed that wasn't going to happen. She reached for her phone on the nightstand with her eyes closed.
"Prentiss."
"Hey, sorry to wake you," Rachel said from the other end.
Emily rubbed her face, trying to focus. "Are you okay? What's wrong?" Emily asks as she sits up in her bed and tries to remain calm. Her girlfriend knew what time she had gotten to her apartment and would not have disturbed her for no reason.
"Ashley and I are out shopping. I think someone's following us," Rachel rushes out. Emily gets out of bed and heads to the closet to throw on some clothes. "I'm not sure. I don't—"
"Where are you?"
"The stores on 16th," Rachel answers.
"I'll be there."
"Emily," Rachel starts.
"Nothing's going to happen," Emily reassures her girlfriend as she slips into her shoes.
"Please hurry?"
Emily clips on her gun and badge and throws on a jacket to cover them. "I'm leaving now. I want you to keep shopping try to act as normal as possible. Don't let the person know you've noticed, okay?"
"Okay."
"Good to know my lessons are working though," Emily manages to say with a smile.
"I'm a pretty quick study," Rachel responds with a smile.
"Of course," Emily says. "I love you. I'll call when I'm closer.
"Okay. I love you, too." They both hang up.
Ashley shakes her head at her friend and the grin on her face.
"What?"
"Someone is following us, and you still have time to flirt with your girlfriend."
Rachel rolls her eyes. "Shut up." Rachel says as she pulls Ashley into another store.
"What'd she say?" Ashely asks as they make their way through the store.
"She's on her way. We're supposed to keep shopping."
"I can definitely do that," Ashley says.
Rachel stops. "Ash."
Ashley looks back. There was something in her friend's voice that caught her off guard. "Hey," Ashley says walking back over to Rachel. She rubs her hand on her arm. "Everything is going to be fine. We don't even know if that guy was following us for sure, okay? And you said Emily's on her way. She'll figure this all out."
"I don't want this to be like last time," Rachel confesses.
"It won't be. I won't let it," Ashley says. "I don't think I could survive it."
"Hey." Rachel smacks Ashley's arm with a laugh. Ashley hooks her arm with Rachel's and walks them farther into the store.
"You were terrible. And Em wasn't any better from what I heard from Penelope and JJ," Ashley says as she looks at a dress. "Pen said she got a motorcycle."
"She already had the motorcycle," Rachel informs her friend as she looks at a few items.
"Doesn't surprise me. That woman is already a sexy badass. Add a motorcycle and leather jacket and she's like the official sexy badass that all badasses in training want to be."
Rachel tries to hide her blush. "How about we stop talking about how sexy my girlfriend is?"
Meanwhile with Emily
Emily navigates her car out of her parking garage. The sound of ringing fills the car as she waits for someone to answer the other line.
"Hey, I need you to meet me at the stores on 16th in ten minutes. Rachel thinks someone's following her."
"I'm on my way."
"Thanks, Morgan."
Emily tried to remain calm as she drives through the streets. This couldn't be happening. Not again. She exhales a deep breath before telling the car to call Rachel. She listens to the ringing.
"Em." Rachel's voice fills the car.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes. We're in New York and Company."
"Have you been to any more stores? Have you noticed the person still following you?"
"No, this is the only one we've been to since we've talked. We went to a few stores before that, but I only noticed him at the last three."
"Okay. I'm close. Do you remember what he looks like?"
"Uh, no. I'm sorry."
"It's okay. He's never been in the store with you guys?"
"I've only noticed him outside."
"Okay. I need you to tell me what he looks like, so I can spot him. That store has a second floor, right?"
"Yes. I'm there now."
"Okay, look out the window toward the street." Emily hears Rachel walking.
"I'm here."
"Do you see him?"
"Yes. He's across the street now," Rachel says.
Three quick beeps sounds in Emily's car. She looks to the console screen and sees Morgan is calling. "Rach, hold on a minute, Morgan's on the other line he's meeting me there." Emily gets out of her car with her phone and pulls Morgan's call into Rachel's.
"Emily," Morgan's voice sounds through the speakers.
"Morgan, Rachel's going to tell us what this guy looks like. Go ahead, Rach."
"He's across the street, leaning against the park's half wall. Dark jeans, blue crew neck shirt, a little balding. He's reading a newspaper."
"What about his build, Rach?" Morgan asks.
"Broad shoulders, looks a bit like you, I guess."
"Okay. That's great, babe. I'm walking toward you right now," Emily tells her girlfriend. "Morgan, you take south of New York and Co. and I'll take north. I want to get a look at this guy."
"I'm on my way." He answers.
Emily walks quickly down the street toward the store her girlfriend is in. She spots the person who has been following her girlfriend. She groans and rolls her eyes.
"Hey, Derek, just go into the store with Rach and Ashley," Emily says into the phone.
"What? Why?" Derek asks.
"I know this guy."
"You know the guy who's been following me today?" Rachel asks.
"Unfortunately."
"Friend or foe?" Derek asks.
"Annoyance," Emily answers. "I'll just talk to him."
"You sure?"
"Yeah. He's harmless."
"Alright," Derek relents as he walks into the store.
"I'll see you in a minute, Rach," Emily says.
"Okay. I love you."
"I love you, too," Emily says before disconnecting the call.
Emily pockets her cell phone and walks over to the man, who looks to be in his late 50s.
"Hi, Lewis."
The man's head jerks up from his newspaper at the sound of Emily's voice.
"Emily? What are you doing here?"
"I was just about to ask you the same question." Emily sits back on the half wall and looks up at Lewis casually. "Seems someone's been following my girlfriend. She noticed and called me."
Lewis folds the newspaper in his hand and sits beside Emily.
"I thought you were retired," Emily says.
"Your mother called."
Emily chuckles lightly. "Well, I figured that when I saw you, but why?"
"She just wanted me to check out your girlfriend."
"Why?"
"She didn't say."
"You let her pull you out of retirement for no reason?"
"She's your mother," Lewis says as he bumps shoulders with Emily. "And I didn't really have anything going on today."
"Right." Emily nods with a smile. "You see anything good while watching them?" Emily nods to the top floor of the store across the street. Derek and Rachel are standing in the window with the backs to each other as they both pretend to look at clothes standing on the floor and on the walls.
"Nope, just been following them to different stores. That friend of hers can shop. She comes out with at least two bags from every store."
Emily laughs. "Yes, Ashley loves to shop."
Lewis looks down at Emily. "So how'd she make me? I thought she was an author, writes teen stuff, right?"
"Young adult fiction," Emily corrects. "And maybe you're just getting sloppy in your surveillance, old man." Emily winks.
"Oh, that hurts, Em," Lewis says with a hand over his chest.
Emily smiles. "I've been teaching her tricks to be aware of her surroundings."
"Of course," Lewis nods.
Emily pats her thighs before she stands. "Lewis, you are officially off the Prentiss clock. I will talk to my mother."
"Alright, Em." Lewis pulls Emily into a hug. "It's good to see you."
"You too." Emily pulls away.
"Don't be a stranger," Lewis says before walking away with a wave.
Emily watches him leave before crossing the street and entering the store her girlfriend and friends are in. Derek, Morgan, and Ashley meet her on the first level.
"What was that?" Derek asks.
"Family friend. Hired by my mother."
"To follow us?" Ashley asked. Emily nods.
"Why?" Rachel asks as she connects her fingers with Emily's.
Emily shrugs. "I've no idea, but I'll find out." She looks to the other women. "Are you guys okay to keep shopping? Or are you heading home?"
Rachel and Ashley looked at each other before Rachel answers, "I think we're going to head back. Ashley's had her fix."
"Alright. I'm going to head over to my mother's and have a chat with her." Emily looks to Morgan. "Help them get back to their car?"
"Of course," he answers.
Emily looks down at her girlfriend. "Is it okay if I come by later?"
"Always." Rachel kisses the brunette. "I'll see you later. Love you."
"You too. Let me know when you get home." Emily leaves the group.
Ambassador Prentiss' House
Emily entered her mother's kitchen to see her preparing a salad. "Hi, Mother."
Elizabeth Prentiss turned from the island to face her daughter. "Emily, what are you doing here?"
Emily stifles an eye roll. "I know you had Lewis follow Rachel today."
Elizabeth looks at Emily, debating if she is going to deny this. "How'd you know?"
Emily moves to sit on a stool on the other side of the island. "Rachel saw him, called me. Lewis and I chatted a bit. So, why?"
"I just wanted to learn more about this woman."
"Like where she shops?" Emily smirks. "You could have just asked, Mother."
"No, just…about her. We haven't really had a chance to talk since you came over after—
"So you thought tailing her would be good?" Emily cuts her off, giving her mother a hard time.
I'm trying." Elizabeth shrugs. Emily had never seen her mother make that movement. It seemed a bit…helpless. Something she would never associate with her mother.
"I'm sorry. We've been busy. Me with cases, Rach writing," Emily says. "But we should plan for a dinner. The three of us?" Emily suggests.
"I'd like that, Emily." Elizabeth smiles.
"Okay," Emily says standing from the stool and moves around the island toward her mother. "I'll ask Rachel when she's free, and I'll hope not to be called on a case."
The two Prentiss women stood in front of each other awkwardly. Both debating whether they should go in for the hug. Their relationship was getting better, but was it hug goodbye better? In the end, they both opted for a smile.
"I'll call you," Emily says as she backpedals toward the kitchen doorway.
"Okay."
"Bye, Mother."
"Goodbye, Emily." Elizabeth said as she watches her daughter leave.
Rachel's Apartment
Emily and Rachel rest on the couch in silence. Rachel snuggled into Emily's side with Emily's arm around her girlfriend and drawing patters on Rachel's arm.
"So…dinner with your mom," Rachel says more as a question.
"Yeah," Emily replies. Each speaking just loud enough for the other to hear, not wanting to break their peaceful bubble.
"How do you feel about that?"
"In her ambassador way, she's trying. I should too, right?" Emily asks. Now that she isn't in the moment with her mother, she is not sure about the dinner she suggested.
"I think it'd be good to clear the air between you two, learn who each other is now and move away from the past. I'll try to be available whenever you're free and ready to have that dinner."
"Thank you." Emily kisses Rachel's forehead.
Welcome to the end of the chapter you guys. How'd you like that? Let me know how you felt about it.
Note: So if you guys follow me or this story you know that I posted a chapter a couple days ago (?) that was asking you guys' opinion on an idea I had. The day after I posted that chapter, I realized that I could just put a poll up on my page. So now there's a poll that I would like you guys to take about the following idea.
Idea: I was thinking about creating a Tumblr page for the stories that I'm actively working on. They both have original characters so I would put pictures of them on there and I would take requests for other fandoms if you'd guys want. Maybe contests or something for you guys, if you'd want. I'd probably put some excerpts of my own stuff up there. It would pretty much be whatever you guys want to see of my writing and these characters. Just kinda a more interactive aspect of my two active Criminal Minds stories and any other fandoms and stories I create in the future.
So let me know if you guys would be interested in this. I guess if I get a decent number of people who are for this idea I'll make the page.
On a completely random note: any Rizzoli and Isles reading this? I feel like Emily and Jane would be friends, am I the only one? I thought about making a story with that idea.
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