A/N: So thanks to an anonymous reviewer I decided to do a second chapter-this was originally going to be just a one-shot but now it might turnout to be multiple chapters...I honestly have no idea...

Disclaimer: I own nothing :(

Chapter 2

"Em, stop, everything's perfect," Derek commanded as Emily Prentiss fluttered around her living room. Morgan had thrown a supposed goodbye party for her so she could announce that she was staying; the only people who knew that she wasn't leaving were Hotch and Morgan. After her conversation with Derek in the woods she couldn't find a good time to say that she wasn't leaving the BAU so Morgan suggested a party.

"I-I can't, it's what I do when I'm nervous, it helps me get my mind of what I'm about to do. I mean what if they're mad at me because I didn't tell them or-"

"Em," he cut her rambling. "Come here and relax, the team won't be here for another hour and I doubt that there's much more cleaning that you can do," Morgan said patting the couch next to him.

"I can't sit down, not when there's stuff to do,"

"Prentiss," he said causing her to turn around. He rarely called her by her last name, if ever, after that day in the woods. "There isn't stuff to do, everything's perfect," repeating what he had said minutes earlier. This caused her to look around her apartment, finally registering that it was basically spotless.

"Yeah, I guess you're right," she admitted, flopping down on the couch beside him. Derek turned on the TV to keep her mind off of what could happen with the team, finally getting her to relax, even if it was just slightly.

45 minutes later Emily pushed herself up off the couch at the sound of a doorbell.

"Hey Em!" Garcia's happy self greeted as she opened the door.

"Hey baby girl," Morgan yelled, still sitting on the couch. Emily led Garcia over to the couch, taking the present from her hands and setting it on the counter. Within the next 15 minutes the rest of the team filed in, all bringing presents, even Hotch, as to not raise suspicion of what he knew she was going to reveal.

"Okay present time-mine first!" Penelope said happily walking back into the kitchen. Emily gently picked up Garcia's present putting on the table in front of her. She opened it revealing a decorated picture frame with a picture of herself and Garcia.

"Oh-Garcia, you didn't-" she said, tears welling up.

"I had to Em, so you would never forget me," her own tears building up.

"I could never forget you Penelope, even if I wanted to," she said with a small laugh. Prentiss looked over at Morgan, who gave her a reassuring nod, knowing what she was about to do.

"Guys-listen, I can't take this, any of it," she pressed on as they started to protest. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, please don't be mad, but I just never found the right place and time to tell you guys. I-I'm not leaving the BAU," she said, forcing a smile during the awkward silence that followed her revelation.

JJ and Garcia were the first ones to snap out of the daze. "Oh my God Em! That's so great!" Garcia said, JJ pulling all three of them into a hug.

"Thanks guys, I was afraid that you would be mad at me for not telling you; letting you think that I was leaving,"

"Well, I guess I'm a little hurt you didn't tell us but, you staying makes it better…" JJ trailed off not knowing how to say what she wanted to.

"Why?" Rossi asked the question everyone was thinking.

"Why I was leaving or why I decided to stay?"

"Yes," Rossi answered, earning a laugh from the rest of the team.

"Well, I was going to leave because I was-it just-I-I don't know," she faltered. "Now I know that you're going to argue when I say this so save your breath, I already know what you're going to say. I just felt like I was the reason that this team was falling apart, nobody being able to trust each other for a while, everything that happened to this team after my death," she sighed.

"Em, that could have happened to anyone," Reid spoke up.

"Don't worry, I've already heard that one," she said, gesturing to Derek.

"Please continue Prentiss," Hotch prompted.

"Oh, right, so four days ago, I ran, I-I always run, whenever I can't handle something I run, I went to the woods. It was the one place I had always felt safe and Morgan followed me," Emily took a deep breath, casting her eyes at Derek again, who gave her a slight smile. "Well, first he was mad, which was understandable, then he started talking about how none of this is my fault-"

"Which it isn't," Morgan cut in.

"Okay, he basically talked me out of it,"

"Personally, I have to give a big thanks to you Derek," Rossi said, looking at the agent. "We could have lost one of the best assets to this team," he said with a smile.

"You really mean that?"

"Of course, no doubt about it,"

"T-Thanks Rossi, and I'm sorry about ever thinking about leaving you guys, you're my family," Emily said addressing the rest of the profilers.

Roughly five hours Emily showed Reid out of the door, the last one to leave her apartment except for Derek. She walked over to where he was sitting on the couch, snuggling into the crook of his arm, her legs pulled under her. He casually laid his hand on her shoulder, pressing a kiss to her temple. "You did great today Princess, you know that right?"

"Thanks," she said, her heart melting at his nickname for her.

"For what?" he asked confused.

"For being here, for bringing me back,"

"I would do it again in a heartbeat, especially since it lead to this," he smiled, leaning down, gently touching his lips to hers.

"I would do anything if it lead to this,"

"I know I've already asked you this but…what about the team? Do we need to tell them?"

"Well, in my opinion we don't need to tell them anything about this. They probably suspect something anyway and are most likely going to ask about it but I don't think we necessarily need to tell them. I think we do need to tell Hotch though,"

"Yeah, I guess you're right," he sighed. "I just don't like how the team always knows exactly what happens in our lives, even if we don't want them to know,"

"I know, me too. Just Hotch, for now," she added.

Emily was sharply awoken by a cell phone ringing. She frantically searched for her phone before it woke up Morgan who was sleeping peacefully on the couch next to her. "Yeah?" she answered groggily, not bothering to check the caller ID.

"Emily Prentiss?" a voice hissed through the phone. Hearing his voice Emily fell back against the wall, her heart stopping, sinking to her knees. She heard him talking to her on the other end of the line but not hearing any of it. It was the one voice that could control her and it always would be.

A/N: Thanks for reading! I really don't know where I'm going with this story...just going where the inspiration takes me :) Please R&R!