AN: Heyyheyy, well here is chapter 3. I have borrowed a line from the show Army Wives, yeah I love that line (it was what actually made me think of this story and of course the song Running Back! lol). Anyway this is for all the lovely people who reviewed! :D. Luvya, Tee.

"When you have seen as much of life as I have, you will not underestimate the power of obsessive love."- J.K. Rowling

Running Back

'Morgan, Reid go interview Victoria Ashton's husband. Rossi and I will talk to her parents. JJ you do what you do best. Prentiss victimology.' Hotch said. He wasn't blind, he had seen the bruise on Emily's face and he wasn't about to let one of his agents go out like that.

'Hotch, I did victimology our…'

'Not debatable Prentiss.' Hotch cut in. Emily just sighed in defeat and retreated to the assigned FBI desk. The team stared shocked at Emily; she never gave up that easily.

'Hey Em, can we talk?' JJ asked seating herself next to her friend.

'Yeah shoot.' Emily said turning to JJ, JJ took a deep breath preparing for what she was about to ask.

'Are you ok?'

'Yeah, I'm fine.' Emily replied cautiously.

'Are you still seeing that fire-fighter? Sean was it?'

'Dean actually and yeah. Why?'

''Well it's just…if he's hurt you Em, you can tell me. I'm here for you.' JJ said, as anger filled Emily's eyes.

'You have no idea what you are talking about JJ. You can not make accusations like that JJ, you just can not!' Emily snapped angrily, standing from her seat.

'Em, if he hits you once, hit him back. If he hits you a second time, shoot him in the balls.' JJ said, as Emily stormed out of the police station.

As Morgan and Reid entered the lobby of their hotel Reid spotted Emily in a corner with a man he didn't recognise.

'Morgan who's Emily talking to?' Reid asked pointing the couple out. Morgan just shushed him and dragged him behind a pillar to eavesdrop.

'Emily I am so, so sorry. I know I said it last night but I really am sorry.' Dean Gellar apologised as he held Emily's hands, pulling her to him.

'You hit me Dean. Hit me! I don't know.'

'Babe in the 9 months we've been together, have I ever laid a finger on you? Have I ever hurt you in anyway?'

'No. No you haven't. It's my fault, I shouldn't have worn it.' Emily said, sounding disappointed with her.

'You're right it is. You know the rules, but that still doesn't excuse what I did. I am truly, truly sorry. I love you Emily, am I forgiven?' Dean asked, as Morgan seethed next to Reid. He wanted to beat this Dean guy to a bloody pulp.

'Yes, you're forgiven. I love you Dean, I love you so much.' Emily said, kissing Dean. Morgan saw red, she, Emily Prentiss had just forgiven the man that had made the bruise on the side of her face. Reid was trying his hardest to physically restrain Morgan from Emily and Dean but failed.

'Hey, Morgan, Reid.' Emily said, breaking from the kiss, just as Morgan's fist collided with Dean's jaw.