An hour later at the BAU/ at the therapist's
"So how long have you been staying with Agent Prentiss?" Dr. Tyson asked, her eyes studying Bobbie, who was clearly uncomfortable.
"Umm I don't know… probably about a month or so." Bobbie answered, just loud enough for Dr. Tyson to hear her. She could feel her chest tightening and had a hard time getting air into her lungs.
"And how are you doing? Agent Prentiss told me that you have been having some nightmares." She said, smiling at Bobbie encouragingly.
"No it's… I'm good." Bobbie said, looking at the clock that was hanging on the wall behind doctor Tyson. Five minutes… that's how much time had passed since her therapy session had started, but it felt like an hour.
"Nightmares are nothing to be ashamed off." Tyson said, sounding like she would try to comfort a five year old. Bobbie hated adults that treated her like a little kid. She had probably been through more than most of them and didn't appreciate to be kept in a pink bubble. She stayed silent, knowing that Tyson was waiting for her to start talking by herself, but the therapist realized that Bobbie wouldn't be an easy patient by any means.
"Look. I don't need a therapy" Bobbie said in a more firm tone "I am just here because Emily wants that, but I don't want to talk about it, okay?"
"I didn't ask you to talk about it" Tyson said reassuringly "We can talk about whatever you want."
"But you don't really want that, do you?" Bobbie said, "I mean the whole point of this is that I talk about all that stuff, but I won't! So this is just a waste of time." Bobbie said and stood up, leaving the room without looking back at Doctor Tyson even once.
When she heard the therapist coming after her, she started running, colliding with several agents as she was trying to find her way out of the BAU. She got into the elevator and pressed the button, which would get her to the first floor. Emily would hate her for doing this.
"Hey kid, what are you doing?" She heard a concerned voice from behind her. She flinched and turned around to see that Agent Morgan was in the elevator.
"Nothing, just trying to find some food" She lied
"Well then you are completely wrong in the first floor" he said pointing at the button she had pressed "there's nothing down there except for the exit. I better bring you back to Emily. I am pretty sure that she wouldn't want you wandering around here all by yourself."
" Ummm… no, actually Emily told me that I can go home. She said that I can take the bus"
"That doesn't sound like Emily at all" he said, raising an eye brow
"Well, she changed her mind, got it?" she said, her eyes giving Morgan an angry look
"Hey what's wrong?" Morgan asked, noticing her discomfort right away
"I just need to get out of here." She said, staring at her feet
"Yeah I get that." He said, carefully considering his next words "Emily told me you had your first appointment with our therapist today"
Bobbie was raging inside, making a mental note to repeatedly tell Emily to stop discussing her problems with her friends.
"So?" Bobbie said provocatively
"So I assume it didn't go that well?"
"Did Emily tell you to stalk me or something?" Bobbie said, letting all her anger, frustration and anxiety out on Morgan.
"She told me to keep an eye on the door of Doctor Tyson's office while she is talking to a suspect. She already guessed that your first session would most likely not go that well." He said with a smirk on his face, which quickly disappeared when his eyes met Bobbie's.
"What was the problem with Tyson?" He asked with a more serious voice "She is a great therapist."
"I just don't like her." She said and happily noticed that they had finally arrived at the first floor.
"Did she pressure you or-"Morgan started, but the elevator doors were opening, revealing two huge glass doors.
Bobbie stepped out of the elevator quickly, her eyes now focused on the exit, but before she could make another step, she felt someone grabbing her arm.
"Hey, not so fast." Morgan said, as he kept holding her
"Let go off me" Bobbie demanded, but Morgan had gently pulled her back into the elevator and before Bobbie could try to escape, the doors were already closing again and the elevator was moving upwards
"What are you doing?" She asked frustrated
"Bringing you back to Emily" he said shortly
"No… please she will just get mad" Bobbie said quietly and looked at Morgan with pleading eyes
"She won't get mad, you know that." He said as they left the elevator again and aimed towards the cafeteria
"What are we doing here?" Bobbie asked confused "I thought you were bringing me back to Emily."
"Not yet" Morgan answered "Also, didn't you say you wanted to get some food" he said teasingly
"You know that was a lie." Bobbie said, smiling a little bit
"Well we can still have lunch together if you want to." He said "I'll just give Emily a call"
With that he left Bobbie at a table and went to buy the two of them some food, trusting her that she wouldn't run away. And Bobbie stayed.