Who Said Emily Prentiss
Disclaimer: CBS owns Criminal Minds, not me.
Summary: What happens when Emily's twin Alison shows up with the intent of protecting Emily, no matter what.
A/N: Yep, this one was an original oneshot with the others, but I decided it needed re-tweaking and add it to the collection. There will be one more chapter which is an all new written story that will be the finale of this series.
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"When people talk, listen completely. Most people never listen." Ernest Hemingway
Morgan looked up from his desk with a frown when he saw Emily walk over to her desk removing her coat as she tossed it on the desk, then walked up the catwalk to Hotch's office.
"A little hanky panky, Princess?" Morgan teased, watching the brunette pause in mid step.
"You, sir are a pig. You know that, right?" she said raising an eyebrow to him.
Pursuing his lip, "Hey" Morgan said indignantly "Derek Morgan loves the ladies."
"And all the ladies end up with the S.T.D., right?" she said smugly "And don't stare at my ass again."
Morgan frowned as he tried to remember something about that, but shook his head as he went back to work.
The brunette barged into Hotch's office causing him to look up at her and groan out loud.
"Well hello there, Alison" Hotch said watching her flop into the visitor's chair and put her feet up on the edge of his desk.
"Hola, amigo" Alison said with a smirk on her face "So what's new?"
"Work" Hotch said, "Speaking of, why aren't you at yours?"
"The play was closed due to the theatre needing to be fumigated for termites" Alison said pulling out her cell phone, "Some kind of crap about a woman, her ass and a theatre seat. Who knows?"
Hotch looked at her puzzled, then shook his head, "So what brings you by?"
"What can't a girl visit her twin sister's boyfriend without being interrogated?" Alison asked, faking hurt in her tone "I bet this is what Sean felt when he visited, huh?"
Looking sharply at her, "What about my brother?" Hotch asked, "You've talked to Sean?"
"Oh yeah" Alison said smirking as she typed on her phone, "We're Twitter friends. So... how are things between you and my baby sister?"
Hotch glowered at Emily's twin, "What is this really about?"
"There's something you got to know about the Prentiss" Alison said rolling her eyes, "Or well Prentiss' sisters. Aside from our good looks and witty sense of humor. We protect each other at all cost, and if one of us gets hurt, we hurt back."
"Alison" Hotch said licking his lips, "No need to threaten me, I love Emily."
Alison leaned forward, "Just put it this way, you met my Mother, and you know Strauss, you think they're bad? To me, when it comes to Emily, I can make them look like child's play."
Hotch eyed the brunette with wary and concern, 'What the...'
"Yeah, I know I'm Satan in Heels, well red heels" Alison said letting her humor back in lifting her heeled foot, "You should get it, you're the same way with your team right?"
Nodding lightly, "Look, Alison" Hotch said sighing lightly "You have nothing to worry about regarding Emily and myself. And yeah I get it, if I hurt Emily, you'll have me killed."
Scoffing at that, "Like I'd do that to Emily" Alison said smirking, "But I would brutally maim your boys though."
Hotch's eyes widen in horror, "What?"
"Don't get your panties in a wad" Alison said, "I'm not going to lose my best friend because I was sweet enough to threaten her boyfriend into behaving."
Shaking his head, "Has anyone told you, you're certifiable?" Hotch told her.
Looking at him with a pointed look, "What does that mean?"
"It means that you should probably go now" Hotch said looking at the case files on his desk, "I have work to do, Emily's at lunch with the girls and you probably have something better to do, right?"
"Oh" Alison said with a smirk, "No, not really."
Hotch sighed as he rubbed his hands over his face, "What's it going to take for you to go?"
Alison got out of the chair, and sat down on the couch crossing her legs as she placed her cell phone down.
"A reality check ok? Emily is my sister, and she loves you and Jack" Alison said biting her lip in a similar fashion to Emily's "But I need to know you're really committed to her. That you won't just up and leave her if someone better comes along because she deserves the best."
Closing his eyes, "Alison, Emily's been the only other woman I've ever been with since my divorce" Hotch said, "I love her so much that I know that she's the only person I want to spend the rest of my life with."
"Look, Hotch" Alison said, "I get that, but here's the sad fucked up thing, Emily's been hurt in the past. Beyond incomprehensible belief, what I need to know what kind of future she's going to have with you. Are you two just going to be going the way that you've been? Or is there going to be more? And what about her role in Jack's life?"
Hotch stared at Alison and his mouth opened then closed.
"These are the type of questions you should be asking yourself Hotch" Alison said, "Let me ask you this, do you picture yourself marrying my sister?"
"Well..." Hotch started but looked down to the bullpen to see Emily spotting Alison's jacket on her desk, "Let me show you something real quick."
Emily looked up to see Morgan look from her to Hotch's office, "Princess?"
Looking over at Morgan she smiled, "Yeah?"
"Oh boy" Morgan said looking back up at the office, "I should've known."
Spotting the jacket, "Crap" Emily muttered heading up the catwalk and opening the door, "Alison Prentiss."
"Hey, sis" Alison said smiling brightly, "What's new?"
Looking from Hotch to her sister, "What are you doing here, Ali?"
"Visiting?" Alison said smirking at her sister.
"Ali?" Emily repeated seeing the look of irritation on Hotch's face melt "Are you being nice?"
"Nice?" Alison scoffed, "If I was always nice I'd have married every Tom, Dick and Harry who popped the question."
Emily raised an eyebrow at her sister, "It's over, Ali. Come on, you know Hotch."
Turning around she shot Hotch a smirk, "Yep, I know him."
"What does that mean, Ali?" Emily asked, "Ali?"
Rolling her eyes, "Don't worry, Em" Alison said, "I'm not here to scare him off like I did with Johnny."
"God, Ali" Emily said, "Hotch isn't anything like John."
"I know that" Alison said in a warm tone, "He's one of the good ones."
Sighing in relief, "Good" Emily said, "So now will you go?"
Biting her lips, "Nope" Alison said.
Frowning, "Why?" Emily asked "I told you, everything's fine."
Looking over at Hotch, Emily shot him a look and he just shrugged.
"Ali" Emily said seeing Hotch get up walking over to them.
"Emily" Hotch said, pulling her around to face him, "I love you, you know that right?"
"Right" Emily said biting her lip, "What are you doing?"
Getting down on his knee, "Trying to propose, but unfortunately I don't have anything witty or funny to say." Hotch said "So I'm just going to have to wing it."
"What?" Emily asked seeing Hotch pull a velvet box out of his pocket, "Did you say propose? Are you proposing?"
"If you give me a minute, I will" Hotch said opening the box, "Will you marry me?"
Emily smiled as she looked down at the ring, then up at Alison, "Yes."
Alison grinned when she saw Hotch slip the ring on Emily's finger then the two start kissing causing Alison to clear her throat.
"You know I am still right here" Alison said seeing the two separate "Didn't know you two were into public displays of affection."
"Oh" Emily said hugging her sister then giving her a shove towards the door, "Well I didn't know you were into voyeurism."
"How aggressive must really turn him on, huh?" Alison teased.
"You can go now" Hotch said in a serious tone but had a small smirk on his face.
"So bossy" Alison said, "Have fun breaking in the office" stopping at the door, "Oh wait, I'm sure you've already christened it, right?"
"Be afraid, Ali" Emily said in a teasing but threatening tone.
"I am terrified" Alison said slamming the door.
Morgan looked up to see the brunette descended the catwalk, "Hey, Prentiss?"
"Alison" Alison said picking up her coat, "Don't worry, you'll figure it out someday."
Walking past the agent she tapped him on the nose, "Don't ever let me catch you staring at my ass again."
"Wouldn't dream of it" Morgan said staring at her butt as she walked out of the bullpen towards the elevator.
Turning around she had a smirk on her face when she caught him again and raised an eyebrow to him, shaking her head.
Oscar Wilde said, "Life is far too important a thing ever to talk seriously about."
To Be Concluded...
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