This chapter is actually before, during and after the events of 6x15; I'm sorry it's so late, I was really bust with school and such, plus I missed the first five minutes of the episode, so I had to watch it a few times to get a hold of what was happening...

Again, I don't own Criminal Minds!

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Lightnings, that show the vast and foamy deep, The rending thunders, as they onward roll, The loud winds, that o'er the billows sweep- Shake the firm nerve, appal the bravest soul! ~ Ann Ward Radcliffe

I spent that weekend in the purple guest room of Reid's apartment, and I remember that being the best weekend of my life. The two of us camped out in the small living room area all day Saturday, watching Star Trek, Star Wars and Doctor Who, while Sunday was spent reading; he had to catch up with his philosophy class, and I gladly left Sergio to his company while I made my way to the bookstore/coffee shop, picking up a mocha carmella decaf latte and The Canterbury Tales.

Sean called me while I was walking out the door.

"Emily speaking," I stated.

"It's Sean, Emily," he said wearily.

I nearly dropped my coffee and book in surprise. I could tell by his voice that now was not the time for pleasantries. "Is it Doyle?" I asked. "Do you know anything about where he may be going?"

A soft sigh from the other end of the phone confirmed my fears. "It was just confirmed that Doyle is in the country, and that he isn't alone."

"I found flowers outside my apartment." I told him. "I wasn't sure if he had actually left them for me, or if they were delivered by… an associate of his."

"What did you do?"

"I'm staying with a member of my team until I can check into a hotel." I replied. "It's better for me to stay with someone I know, lay low for a while, you know? At least until I know for sure that Doyle is heading this way."

"And he is okay with that?" Sean asked. "Your teammate?"

I glanced around at the street before answering. "Unless Doyle outright threatens him or another member of my team, I will stay with him regardless."

"I understand," was Sean's reply. "Also, Clyde is in DC; he heard about Doyle and came to me. I told him to stick with you; he should be in your neighborhood within the week. I've also been trying to contact Jeremy and Tsia; neither one of them have returned my calls. I'm not assuming anything yet, but I am concerned."

"I'll call Tsia," I said. "Maybe I can convince her to take your call next time."

"Perhaps," Sean mused. "And Emily… Take care of yourself."

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The next morning found us at the BAU again; I had managed to call Tsia before the briefing, and everything seemed to be going well until I mentioned Lauren Reynolds in front of a member of my team. Namely, it was in front of Reid that I had mentioned her.

The thing was that, even though I had told him about Doyle, the estate and Sean and his team taking me away when my cover was blown, I had never mentioned to him that my name had been Lauren Reynolds during the 14 months I had spent undercover as Doyle's lover.

They weren't supposed to know, least of all Reid.

I brushed it off, telling him that Laura was a friend that had died in a car accident, but Reid's genius mind, plus his deduction skills and the information I had already given him, there was no doubt in my mind that he would put the pieces together sooner rather than later.

I was right.

Tsia called me while we were on the case; Jeremy was dead, killed while on his run with a substance that was without a doubt injected into his veins by Doyle. It hurt her, too; she had been planning to marry Jeremy, and it had seriously looked as though they'd have their happily ever after. But that was long over.

"Dump that cell phone, and get home safe," I told her as we wrapped our conversation; I closed my phone only to feel eyes on me. I turned to the window to see Reid watching me, his gaze constant. We made eye contact for a moment before he shifted, looking back down at the file he was looking over with Garcia and Seaver.

I was starting to wonder if Reid didn't already suspect that my story was false, if he was worried about me. At the very least, he knew there was something fishy happening. He didn't say anything, he didn't have to; I could feel his eyes boring into the back of my head as we closed the case in Los Angles.

That night, upon our return, I found myself alone in the BAU. My files were done, my paperwork turned in and ready for processing. I had just turned everything into Hotch and was making my way out via the conference room when my phone beeped. I fumbled with it for a moment, expecting a text from Tsia telling me she was safe, or maybe from Clyde, wanting to check up on me. I wasn't expecting Sean to contact me, and Reid would usually call instead of text. I unlocked it only to find my worst fears realized.

Unknown Caller: See you soon.

After leaving the base, I checked into a hotel; I kept telling myself that it was easier this way, that Doyle would never hurt Reid if I wasn't there. But I couldn't shake the feelings of fear brought forth from an oncoming storm….

What's comin' will come and we'll meet it when it does. ~J.K Rowling

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A/N: I hope everyone enjoyed 'Coda' the other night; I thought it was awesome! :D

And hopefully the chapter for that one will come soon...

Thanks to my awesome reviewers HannahlovinCM, lolyncut, Nono31, WTFhehe, Spark 17, and xXDemonic-AngelicXx, as well as anyone and everyone who has subscribed and/or favorited! You are all wonderful and amazing! Thank you! :D

Nono31: Thank you, and I'm glad you like the dynamic between Reid and Prentiss; I hope you liked it this time around, even though there wasn't much.
WTFhehe: A blue freesia... Thanks for the heads-up; the last time I took a plant science class was my junior year of high school. I'll fix that ASAP.

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