Hey guys, sorry for the delay.
"I'm standing on the second." Those words wore a whole through Derek's heart. As he ran through each room searching for her, he ran over possible scenarios. She's standing on it and knows if she shifts her weight at all, it will set off the bomb.
"Bomb squad will be here soon." Came Hotch's voice through the comms.
"No! He has to think he was successful. He left us those instructions knowing that whoever got to the bomb first would die. Just clear the building." Said Emily.
"Emily none of us are leaving without you." Said JJ.
"Yes, you are." Said Emily stubbornly. Emily knew she was dead from the moment she heard the click of the trigger, her only priority was getting her family out alive.
"No we're not." Said Derek, coming into the room behind her.
"Derek." Sighed Emily.
"Let's get you off that thing shall we?" said Derek.
"Derek, it's a pressure bomb, the moment I move it will blow up. Even if I don't move, look at the wall." Said Emily. Derek looked, right behind a mess of wires, there was a timer counting down.
"Damn how many triggers did he place?" asked Morgan.
"Several, he wanted to make sure that the bomb would go off. No matter who found it." said Emily.
"What? Do you think he knows that I used to be on the bomb squad? That I would know how to deal with these kinds of situations?" asked Morgan.
"I don't know, it's possible. But have you really been in this exact situation before?" asked Emily.
"With my girlfriend standing on a bomb? No I can't say I have. But I do know how to get you off the bomb." Said Morgan.
"In under five minutes? Because that's about all the time you have." Said Emily.
"Well the first thing I'm gonna do is disable that timer if I can, don't move a muscle." Warned Derek, Emily rolled her eyes, as if she didn't already know that.
"Not one muscle Princess." Said Derek, moving over to the timer.
"There's a password that can shut off the timer." Said Morgan.
"Ok, so let's figure out the password. We are in an exhibit dedicated to Leonardo Da Vinci, that can't be a coincidence." Said Emily.
"Hang on, something about the wires, reminds about one of his sketches or paintings." Said Derek.
"Which one?" asked Emily.
"I don't know what it's called, the diagram with the circle and the man." Said Morgan.
"Uh, I'm drawing a blank." Said Emily.
"It's called Vitruvian Man." Came Reid's voice through the comms.
"Try that as the passcode." Said Emily.
"Hey Reid, how's the evacuation going?" asked Morgan.
"Initial sweep concluded that the threat about shooting civilians as they leave was an empty one, we checked everywhere within a ten mile radius." Said Reid.
"Good." Said Emily.
"How you doing Em?" asked JJ.
"Why is it always me?" asked Emily, a hint of a smile on her face.
"Honestly Prentiss, now is not the time to quote Harry Potter."
"Was Vitruvian Man the right passcode?" asked Reid.
"Yeah, the timer's off. I think this is a secret door." Said Morgan, beginning to push on the door.
"Please be a secret door. Please be a secret door." Whispered Reid through the comms.
"It's a secret door." Said Morgan, pushing the door open.
"Yay!" said Reid excitedly.
"Hold your horses Reid, I found a body." Said Morgan.
"Whose body?" asked Emily.
"I don't know, looks like a homeless guy. Hang on, what the?" asked Morgan, pulling out what looked to be a small tape recorder.
"Play it." said Emily, Morgan pressed play.
-Αυτό είναι βαρίδι . Μπομπ λέει γεια . Αυτό είναι βαρίδι . όταν ένα αυτοκίνητο περνά
"Is that a kid? What language is he speaking?" asked Morgan.
"Greek, could you play it again?" asked Emily. Morgan did so and when the recording stopped again Emily translated.
"This is Bob. Bob says hi. This is Bob. When a car goes by." Said Emily.
"What the hell does that mean?" asked Rossi.
"It's a kid's joke, Henry came home and showed it to me one day. On the palm of one hand you draw a bug or person or basically any living thing, on the other palm you draw splatter or the living thing dead and then on the knuckles of the hand you write 'this'." Said JJ.
"How does it work?" asked Morgan.
"It's hard to explain, I'll ask Henry to show you later of you want but can we get back to getting Prentiss off the bomb." Said JJ.
"Good idea." Said Reid.
"So why leave us a body?" asked Rossi.
"Guys, I think I know a way to get Prentiss off the bomb." Said Morgan.
"How?" asked Emily.
"I'm gonna roll this body over to you and push it on the trigger at the same time you step off." Said Morgan.
"Are you sure it will work?" asked Hotch.
"Not a hundred percent but it's the best chance we got." Said Morgan.
"Do it." said Hotch.
"Already started." Said Morgan. He pulled the body out of the little room and dragged it over to Emily.
"You ready Princess?" asked Morgan.
"Just say when." Said Emily.
"Easy now, slide off slowly." Said Morgan. Emily inched off the trigger as Morgan quickly replaced her weight with the dead body weight. In a matter of seconds it was over, Emily was off the bomb and the dead man was on it. Emily backed away quickly, she got to the side of the room, leaning against the wall her legs gave out and she sank down. Morgan rushed over to her.
"Emily are you ok?" asked Morgan, Emily nodded.
"Thank you." Said Emily.
"Did you really think I would just leave you behind?" asked Morgan.
"No, but I had to try to get you out of here." Said Emily.
"C'mon, let's get out of here, are you ok to stand?" asked Morgan.
"Yeah, let's go." Said Emily.
"Are you guys ok?" asked Hotch when they got out of the building.
"Yeah." Said Emily as she hugged everyone.
"Alright, go home, everyone. We'll pick up fresh tomorrow." Said Hotch.
Morgan and Emily got home about half an hour later.
"Are you ok Derek? You haven't said a word since we left the museum." Said Emily.
"You shouldn't have been in that kind of situation." Said Morgan.
"Excuse me?" asked Emily.
"It seems like every case recently has had you in danger. I'm tired of it. You got stabbed in Atlanta, we come home and you have a stalker, you almost go undercover in a prostitution ring that you knew would have you killed on sight. I can't go to work every day worrying that it will be the last for you." Said Morgan.
"Where the hell is this coming from? While yes it's been happening more often recently, this year isn't the first time I've been in danger. Do you remember when I first joined the team, when I resigned but still worked that one case with you guys? I volunteered to go into a serial killer's house alone and what did you do? You handed me a gun. So what changed between now and then?" asked Emily.
"You know what. I fell in love with you." Said Morgan. Emily shook her head.
"What?" asked Morgan.
"You think I don't feel the same. Every time you've chased after a serial killer in the past year I've been terrified that you wouldn't come back." Said Emily, Morgan didn't say anything so she continued.
"Morgan, we have the same job, and it entails danger for both of us. What do you want me to do, quit?" asked Emily, Morgan still didn't say anything.
"I knew this was a mistake. Our relationship is interfering with our jobs." Said Emily. Before Morgan could say anything Emily walked into their room and grabbed her bags, still unpacked. Morgan stopped her before she got to the front door.
"Where are you going?" asked Morgan.
"Home, Derek. We can't be in this relationship together if you don't respect the fact that we both have dangerous jobs and nothing is going to change that." Said Emily.
"Emily no! please Princess I'm sorry." Said Derek, trying to stop her from going.
"You can't change how you feel Derek, it's better this way. I love you." Said Emily before leaving. It wasn't until Emily got to her car when she allowed herself to cry.
Morgan wasn't doing much better, tears streaming down his face he punched the wall in frustration.
"God dammit." Said Morgan, pulling out his phone he dialed the one person he knew would listen to him.
"Babygirl I screwed up, I screwed up big." Said Derek.
"What happened? Start at the beginning." Answered Garcia.
Hey guys, y'all probably hate me right now but they had to fight at some point ok? Review?
So for the passcode for the bomb, I decided to type 'Leonardo Da Vinci' into cleverbot a bunch of times, got the best responses (Including raw potatoes)! But then none of them really made sense so I went onto omegle and asked the first person I found who didn't immediately ask for a kik or tell me to follow a link to their website (Let's just say it took a while.)
