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A/N: Okay. Who here is PSYCHED that the CM crew is on twitter??? Whoopteedoo! I'm sooooo happy Paget is twittering! I hope Shemar starts sooooooooon and we have some fun interaction! I loved that they all went crazy uploading Shemar budday pics! Yay! Anyway this chapter is dedicated to him! Happy 40NHOT Shemar!
Emily walked up the driveway up to the Green residence. She knocked and waited for a response. She looked at her shoes, grimacing when she saw that they were scuffed. She knocked again, getting a little impatient. She went around, to see through a window. She saw Mary walking up to the door and she went back to the door.
"Oh! Agent Prentiss. Hello." Mary said, looking slightly baffled.
"Hello Mary. I know I said that I would call before coming, but I really need to talk to Brian. He's the last of the people we need to interview." Emily explained, apologetically.
"He's sleeping." Mary said.
"Okay, can you wake him up? Because it's very important that I talk to him." Emily said, growing impatient. This is why she liked to have someone with her, preferably Derek. She needed a calming presence.
"Uh. Okay. He's going to be in a bad mood." Mary said, hesitantly.
Emily reached out and stopped Mary from turning away. "Mary, are you scared of Brian?" Emily asked, feeling like she hit the nail on the head.
"What? Of course not. He's my son. Why would I be afraid?" Mary said, sounding scared and was ineffective in convincing Emily.
"Okay. We have safe houses Mary. You can always use them. And we can put Brian in another house." Emily said, unsure of how to handle this situation. "I'll tell you what, I'll wake him up okay?" she said, and strode into Brian's room with Mary following closely behind.
She approached Brian's sleeping form and bent over to shake him gently, while calling out his name and identifying herself. Suddenly, Brian woke up, back handed Emily, which sent her sprawling as she wasn't prepared and he pushed his mother out of the way as he ran for the door. Emily got up and chased him down the street, but he outran her. Cursing, she pulled out her phone and dialed her boss's number.
"Hotch! Brian Green is a suspect. He back handed me and got away. I didn't even get a chance to talk to him." Emily said into the phone, very, very angrily.
"Are you hurt?" Hotch asked. Derek could be overheard asking who Hotch was talking to.
"No I'm fine. Just bruised. Wanted you to know, that's all. I'm bringing Mary Green to the station now." Emily said, looking back to make sure Mary was around.
"Alright. We'll see you at the station. Prentiss. Be careful." Hotch said and hung up.
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"Prentiss? What happened to E.. Prentiss?" Derek asked, trying to mask his overwhelming fear.
"Nothing. She got back handed by that Green kid and he got away. She's bringing the mother in now." Hotch said, slightly irritated with Morgan. He was acting so possessive about Prentiss.
"Ok. Are we going to the station?" Morgan asked Hotch looking at him expectantly.
"No. We aren't. We've got work to do here Morgan. Prentiss can handle the interview." Hotch said, looking at the other Agent closely.
Morgan felt the scrutiny and only shrugged. He was seething inside, but he knew he couldn't openly confront Hotch. They finished going through the various files at DCF in silence.
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Rossi and Reid came back to the station an hour later to find Prentiss looking like she had grown an extra head. The back hand was so bad that her face had swollen to twice its size.
"It's not my day today." Prentiss said, trying to add some humour to the situation.
"Oh my God! What happened?" Rossi asked her, peering at her face.
"The Green kid back handed me." Prentiss answered.
"With what? A baseball bat? Prentiss, I think your cheekbone may be cracked." Rossi said, stepping back.
"No. My molar is gone though. He freaking knocked it out." Prentiss said, getting angry.
"I think you should get it checked." Reid piped in. He was quiet all the while. He was angry with hotch for sending her alone. Morgan or Hotch should have gone with her.
"Yeah I will. Anyway, what did you guys find out?" Prentiss asked, deflecting the attention away from herself.
"Oh, the carvings were made post mortem. I think it has something to do with foster children making a list of various homes they may have gone to." Reid said, pondering on this thought.
"That is an interesting thought boy genius. Let's go with that. Why would he carve the victim's own names? And they are not all foster parents. Two of them were kids also." Prentiss said.
"It can only mean that our unsub was a foster child. But how old is he? And what is the stressor?" Rossi mused. The door opened and hotch and Morgan walked through.
"Prentiss! What the hell happened? You told me it was a bruise!" Hotch said, showing rare emotion.
"It's nothing sir. Reid and Rossi found some interesting information. We may have a theory." Prentiss replies, taking the heat off her. Hotch was distracted and looked at Reid who launched into a long explanation.
Emily slowly looked up at Derek to see him clenching his teeth. He motioned for her to join him outside. She looked back at Hotch and saw he was busy and she followed Derek outside.
"Tell me by what stretch of the imagination is this a bruise?" Derek asked her, not bothering to hide is anger, fuelled by concern.
"Derek. Calm down. And don't yell at me. This, it's okay. I've gone through worse." Emily said, defending herself.
The image of her after Colorado flashed in his head and he winced.
"Em, I was so worried. Hotch wouldn't let me leave and I couldn't defy him openly. Baby. It hurts me when you get hurt." Derek said, cupping her hurt cheek lightly.
"He knocked my molar out! That idiot knocked it out! I don't have a tooth!" Emily said, with a tortured expression on her face.
"Aw, we'll go to the dentist as soon as possible okay? Come here." Derek said and pulled her into a hug. They broke apart and went back inside. Emily went to the loo while Derek went inside.
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The entire precinct had gathered for the profile. Kenny looked at them expectantly. JJ stood at the side to make notes for another press conference. The reporters were already outside.
"This is a man who was in the foster system. He was a foster child and things may not have worked out for him." Reid started.
"He is very angry with the system and the people who use the system. He has some connection to Brian Green, the child of the first victim. Green is violent and has a lot of pent up rage, but we don't believe he is the unsub." Prentiss added.
"This man is armed, strong and dangerous. He feels no remorse as his hate is fuelled by anger. He will break sometime and that will be very bad." Morgan said, looking at Rossi to take over.
"When he breaks, his killing spree will go out of control. It is very important that we catch him soon." Rossi said.
"I suggest that we start with that Green kid's friends and trace him." Kenny said, looking at Hotch for approval who nodded.
The police troop split up. This time, Hotch, Rossi and Reid went to DCF to look at more files while Morgan and Prentiss went to question Mary some more.
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It was late when Emily made it back to her room. JJ had taken her to the dentist after the press conference. He had treated the wound and given her an anti-inflammatory injection which reduced the swelling dramatically. She walked over, stripped to her underwear, pulled on a t-shirt and removed her bra and sunk onto the bed. She was just about to sleep when she heard a knock. She knew who it was so she called out "Come in." and lay still when the tall figure of Derek Morgan entered her room.
"Hey!" he said, removing his shoes and lying down next to her.
"Hi! My face isn't a watermelon anymore." Emily said. She made another lame joke, but this time it was because she was nervous.
"That's a good thing." Derek said, kissing her face softly. "I almost lost it in front of Hotch today, when he didn't let me come see you." He confessed.
"Oh boy. This is going to be complicated isn't it?" She said, arching her neck to give Derek better access.
"uh-huh" Derek said, kissing her neck, moving lower.
"Good thing I like complicated." Emily said, grinning at Derek.
He slid his hands under her shirt, up her smooth back, his eyes going wide when he didn't encounter a bra. He looked at Emily and brought his hands front to skim the underside of her breasts. She arched, and slid a little lower, so that he was cupping her breasts.
He leaned in and kissed her gently while he kneaded her breasts with his hands. She moaned into his mouth and they knew they need to make the decision. Do they take the next step or not.
A/N – So I need you guys to tell me if they should take the next step or not. I'm still very excited that Paget is on twitter!! LOVE LOVE LOVE her! She is so fun!