Who Said Emily Prentiss
Disclaimer: Yeah, like I'd even admit that I own Criminal Minds, why? Emily's not there anymore.
Summary: Emily's twin sister Alison is back, and has a trick or two up her sleeve when the girls decide to have a impromptu bachelorette party at the BAU...
A/N: This chapter is the final one in the "Who Said Emily Prentiss" series, it's an all new written story and a little goodbye, don't know how good it actually is but just enjoy.
BTW today is my birthday and some reviews would be welcomed. Thanks for reading this series.
"If you greatly desire something, have the guts to stake everything on obtaining it." Brendan Francis
Emily turned around in her chair with a raised eyebrow, "What did you just say?"
The brunette stared back at her mirrored image before pulling her gaze to the snickering smirks of the three other women in the room. All who had no intention of hiding their amusement from the angry woman.
"What the hell did I ever do to you?" Emily demanded, looking at her twin sister, "Huh Ali? What?"
The brunette shrugged her shoulders, "Nothing."
"How can ask me to do that?" Emily asked, her anger not wavering, "Do you know what kind of hell I'll get for that?"
Alison shrugged her shoulders, "If you want out, no one will think any less of you, Emmy."
"Really?" Garcia asked, raising her eyebrow as she looked over at the brunette instigator.
"No" Alison said, "We'll all know you're an freaking coward, Princess."
The three blondes laughed, "Come on, Em."
Emily got up from the chair on the couch, "Did you all spark up a doobie before I got here?"
"No, at least I don't think so" Alison smirked, "But then again my drug addled mind just maybe suffering from short term memory loss."
"Oh, I'll give you short term memory loss" Emily hissed out, before taking a deep breath, "All right, what do you want me to do?"
"Well since it is your party" Alison rubbed her hands in glee, eyeing the three blondes on the couch, "And you are the guest of honor, I think this has to be done old school style, sis."
"Meaning?" JJ asked, leaning in. The blonde knew this had to be good.
"Emmy-kins here, is going to do what I Triple Dog Dare her to do the night of Stacy Collins Sweet Sixteen party" she said, sitting back watching her twins face drop in shock.
"Well what happened then?" Garcia asked intrigued, looking from her friend to the mirror duplicate.
"No" Emily said, shocked was the least of what she felt, "You're going to make me do that?"
"What happened at the party?" Jessica asked, she too was enthralled at the idea, "Just how bad was it?"
"Pretty bad" Alison said a grin growing on her face, "But that was her legendary acting chops, she inherited from me. Ok, Emmy, are you in or are you out?"
The brunette agent exhaled, "Fine, but I'm going to need a lot of liquid encouragement."
JJ passed the brunette a can of soda, "So, I bet you're wishing we went with the whole stripper thing for your bachelorette party instead huh?"
"Oh yeah" Emily muttered, as she grabbed onto the bottle of Tequila that was left on the break room desk that the girls set up the refreshments for the impromptu engagement party.
Downing the alcoholic beverage, she could hear the chiding from her twin and friends.
"Calm down, it's not like I'm asking you to hot wire a car" Alison teased, "Well again."
Pulling the bottle from her lips, she shot her sister a look, "Ali, you're schemes have a way of getting me into trouble."
"Please" Alison rolled her dark eyes, "If it weren't for me you'd never have any fun."
Emily tilted her head to the side, "Getting hauled out of the mall because you thought it'd be fun to steal the mall cop's segway was fun?"
Alison shrugged her shoulder, "Now enough with the avoiding and more with the dare" Alison smirked.
"Wait, how old were you when you did that?" Garcia asked, "Because those segway things have only been out for ten years."
"Exactly" Alison raised an eyebrow when the realization dawned on the three blondes.
"You stole a segway at..." JJ began, "Wow."
"Don't encourage her" Emily muttered, setting the tequila bottle down, then shrugging her shoulders to release the tension, "You do know that I am so getting you back for this."
"I can take it" Alison waved that off dismissively, then turned to JJ, Garcia and Jessica, "Are you in, or are you out?"
"Oh I am so in" Garcia grinned getting off the break room chair, "Now what exactly does Gumdrop have to do?"
"Oh you'll love this" Alison grinned not missing the unnerved stare of the other two blondes.
"You do know that this isn't how a bachelor party is suppose to be spent?" Morgan asked, looking up from the back of the flat screen television he was setting up, "There's suppose to be loud music, lots of alcohol and naked strippers."
Reid's cheeks pinked at that thought, "Incidentally did you know that the hiring of strippers is a rite of passage from adolescence bachelorhood to adult marital life. And consequently when most hire these dancers they're signifying a hazing in which the..."
Morgan looked up and chuckled when he saw Dave shove a sandwich in Reid's mouth, "Thank you Rossi."
Dave lifted his beer bottle saluting Morgan, then looked at Reid, "Cool it, kid. This is a bachelor party but not every factoid is needed about bachelor party traditions."
Reid huffed at that, pulling the sandwich out then hummed his delight at the food, "Who made these?"
"Yours truly" Dave smirked, "Now hurry up Morgan, the game is on."
"I'm trying, I'm trying" the dark profiler muttered, "How about finding the man of the hour? Where the heck is he?"
"Talking with Jack about his slumber party at his friend's house" Reid answered, "Did you noticed how much more relaxed he's getting as the big day approaches while Emily seems more on edge?"
Morgan snorted at that, "Well you do know why that is, don't you kid?"
Reid furrowed his brows while Dave shook his head, "She's afraid that things are too good to be true. She'll get over it once the big day arrives."
"If she shows up" Morgan quipped, "Well at least sober."
"Very funny" Hotch marched in, shooting the younger man a look, "Would you like a black eye with that smart aleck remark?"
The three profilers looked at their team leader in surprise before Dave chuckled, "Wow, Alison has really rubbed off on you."
Hotch rolled his eyes, muttering unintelligibly, "How's it going with that television? I'd like to watch the game sometime this century."
"I almost got it" Morgan murmured, "Just need to figure out where this extra red cord goes and we're all set."
"Most commonly, an interesting fact about electrical cords of television sets are..." Reid started only for Hotch to shove the rest of the sandwich in his mouth.
"Not again" Dave muttered, "Do I have to send you down to the girls?"
Reid pulled the sandwich out glaring at the older man but remaining silent on any extra tidbits while Morgan chuckled.
"And there it is..." he announced, "Someone grab the remote and check it out for me."
Hotch reached over, picking up the remote he clicked it on the four male agents each winced at the sound of the loud rock music blaring through the speakers while the screen had green splotches.
Clicking the volume down, Hotch sighed to no avail at the failed attempt of fixing the television.
The dark haired man's attention was drawn to the door and the four smirking women.
"And how are things going in here?" Alison asked, turning towards Morgan, "Wow, you're still putting this thing together? It's been what two hours since the bachelor-bachelorette parties started?"
"Uh huh" Garcia agreed, "What's the matter, my Mocha man candy? Lost that magic touch?"
"Nothing" the dark man grumbled, "Not all of us are gifted with the knowledge..."
Alison strolled towards the tv shoving the buff man out of the way. Morgan gruffed as he moved over to the end table, smirking at the sight of the brunette's backside.
"You better not be checking out my ass" she said.
"Wouldn't dream of it" he chuckled, earning an eye roll of the four other women and annoyance of one soon to be brother-in-law.
"And that should do it" Alison said, wrenching the remote free from Hotch's grip turning on the television, "And see? Prentiss has the perfect touch."
"You sure think a lot about yourself, don't you?" Dave asked, picking up a sandwich, "Why are you five crashing our bachelor party instead of having one of your own?"
Alison shot her sister a look, the two identical looking women having a silent conversation that the men weren't privy too.
"Well?" Morgan asked, taking a seat at the round table, "Are we suppose to guess?"
"We came for food" Garcia quickly answered, moving to Morgan, "And I know my tall, dark and mocha would never let me or any other woman go hungry."
Morgan snorted, while Hotch raised an eyebrow at that, "Is that so, Emily?"
Emily wandered over to the handmade sandwiches, "Yep."
Picking up a sandwich, she quietly munched on it, looking at her sister who switched the channels to a music station.
"So what are you gonna watch?" the outgoing Prentiss sister asked, "Porn, sports or action flicks?"
"Excuse me?" Reid asked, stunned by the selected lists.
"There are basically three things men will only ever watch on television" Alison explained, her eyes trailing to Emily, "Sports is an obvious one, you're all men so count porn in too. And action flicks because hey you are men."
The groups heads shot to Emily, watching the brunette cough. Hotch's eyes widened in horror as she grasped onto her neck.
"Oh my God, she's choking" Jessica cried out, watching the brunette hold onto her neck while her look alike sister wandered over to the food.
Hotch rushed towards his brunette's side while the others shouted out instructions on the Heimlich maneuver "Emily?"
Trying to grab onto the choking woman he felt his heart drop once she collapsed into a heap on the floor while the team looked panicked Alison just looked over at the convulsing brunette and grabbed the rest of the snacks.
"Someone call 911" Morgan cried out, fear racing through his veins.
"Come on" Alison muttered to the three women, "Coming, Emmy?"
Emily's eyes shot open looking at her smirking sister's face, she stood up stunning the men.
"Coming" she said, wiping the traces of the food from her chin, "Don't get too mad, after all this was a dare."
Hotch shook his head looking dumbfounded as the women left the conference room.
"I can't believe you're making me do that" Garcia hissed, as she scurried up the catwalk, "I mean that's just disgusting."
"Helluva dare if you ask me" Alison said, smirking as she looked over at Emily, "And besides I didn't dare you, Em did."
Garcia narrowed her eyes on the twin sisters, "And she wouldn't have gained her vengeance streak if it weren't for you."
Alison held her hands up, "You know the rule, don't give a dare that you wouldn't do yourself. Emily actually would do this one, right sis?"
"Right" Emily said, looking up at the corner office, "You're in the clear so go."
Garcia opened the door to the office and went inside.
"Do you think she'd actually will go through with it?" JJ asked, looking at the dark haired pair, "I mean you know how she feels about him."
Jessica bit her lip, keeping an eye out before gasping, "He's coming."
The four look over as the man in question stepped out of the conference room. His eyes moved towards the four motionless women, he raised an eyebrow at them.
"Everything alright?" he asked.
Alison snickered, "Oh yeah."
Rolling his dark brown eyes, he moved towards his office door, choosing to ignore the women he opened the door and paused at the sight before him.
"What the hell are you doing?" Morgan shouted in shock.
"I um," Garcia started, stammering, as she rushed out of the office while the dark profiler turned watching the blonde run out of the bullpen.
"God, what the hell is that smell?" Morgan asked, covering his nose as he entered his office.
The four females in the bullpen chuckled at that, following the blonde analyst towards the back bathroom.
"Penelope?" JJ called out, biting her lip to keep her composure, "Sweetie, are you going to come out?"
"No freaking way" Garcia's voice spoke through the door, "I am far too embarrassed and angry."
"Must be really pissed off" Alison joked, watching the other three women shoot her a look, "What? Too soon?"
"Very" Garcia muttered, folding her arms across her chest as she slumped against the wall.
"Oh come on, PG" Emily chuckled, "It wasn't that bad."
Garcia's head shot up, the blonde raising an eyebrow, "Not that bad? How would you like getting caught taking a piss in someone's office?"
Alison rolled her eyes, "It's no biggie, besides it's not like you did it on the carpet, it was the trash can."
Garcia grumbled, "All right, who's turn is it now?"
The brunette sisters looked from each other to the other two blondes, "Jessica..."
"Uh oh" the older blonde mumbled, "Why do I feel like this isn't going to be a good idea?"
Alison rubbed the palms of her hands together, "How do you feel about surprises?"
Jessica grumbled before shooting the brunette twins a look, turning the doorknob she slowly pushed open the office door and entered the office.
"Do you actually think she'll go through with it?" JJ asked Emily.
"Probably not" Emily murmured, "She seems the most... conservative out of all of us, right?"
Garcia shrugged as she kept an eye trained on the doorway, "Scram."
The other three quickly followed the blonde analyst into the break room as they watched the scene unfold.
"Where?" Emily asked, peeking her head out, "I don't see..."
She ducked her head as someone walked by the break room door, and looked back up, "Ok, I see 'em."
The four women watched as the office door opened and the person in question keeled back, hitting the rail on the catwalk.
"Jessica?" the person gasped, watching the blonde rush out of the office with a smug look before turning to the left and meeting the scowling face of the woman beside him.
"Miss Brooks" Strauss' crisp voice cooly greeted the woman.
"Chief Strauss" Jessica murmured, "Agent Rossi."
"Jessica" the older man said, straightening himself together, "Do you mind telling me why you flashed me in my office?"
Jessica bit her lower lip while holding her buttoned up blouse together, "Well, um... the thing is..."
The three on the catwalk turned to hear the snickering from the bullpen and the non blonde agent scowled before muttering a quick apology and returning to the bullpen.
"Wow" Alison chuckled, "I've never seen anyone clam up like that after a flashing."
"Funny" Jessica grumbled, finishing buttoning her top, "Now whose turn is it, or am I going to be forced to flash more of your team?"
Garcia tilted her head to the side, "Bet my mocha man wouldn't have minded."
Jessica narrowed her eyes at the younger woman but turned her attention back to Emily and Alison, "Well?"
"JJ's turn" Emily grinned at the look on her younger friend's face, "Oh don't worry, we won't make you streak through here."
"Aw man" Alison muttered, but pursed her lips, "I've got it."
The former media liaison's eyes widen at that, she slowly looked around at the three women, neither had been too happy with their dares, and JJ didn't want to do anything as embarrassing as Garcia or Jessica did.
"What?" the blonde asked with a sigh, "What are you going to dare me to do?"
The women slowly inched their way down the hall, watching JJ nervously look around before inching towards the office door.
"This is the lamest dare ever" Emily muttered, "It's nowhere as crappy as mine."
"Or embarrassing as mine" Jessica added while Garcia nodded in agreement.
"Oh come on, Em" Alison turned to her sister, "Do you know why I picked this one for JJ?"
The brunette sighed, but shook her head.
"Because it's so un-JJ like" Alison explained, turning to see the blonde perching her ear on the door, "Move it Jareau-LaMontagne."
The younger woman turned to give her a glare, "You suck Prentiss."
"Which one?" Alison teased.
"You Ali cat" Emily hissed, watching her sister turn to give her a look, "Come on."
The four women watched JJ turn the doorknob opening the door and poking her head in.
"Go" Garcia hissed to the younger woman, watching her walk through the door into the office.
The door closed quietly as the four onlookers moved down the hall away from any passersby, while standing guard the brunette agent bites on her thumbnail.
Her identical looking sister looks over at her, rolling her eyes in an exacerbated manner she sighed, wrenching Emily's hand from her mouth.
"Hey" Emily called out quietly, "What'd you do that for?"
"Trying to mess up my masterpiece?" Alison asked.
"What?" Emily asked, scrunching her face in confusion.
Alison nodded to the chipped thumbnail, "Messing with the nails that I just did."
"Oh" Emily said, looking down, "Sorry."
Alison rolled her eyes, and the sisters attention was drawn to the door as the door opened and the four women were stunned by the site before them.
"Oh that's funny" JJ said with a chuckle as she and Strauss came out, practically arm and arm.
The two blondes were walking down the hallway, while the four onlookers stood in shock watching the two women's retreating form.
"Ok" Garcia said, as the women emerged from their hidden spot, "What the hell was that?"
Emily shook her head in surprise while Alison doubled over in laughter, "That was your best friend chumming it up with Satan in Heels."
JJ quickly returned shaking her head, "Never again, you hear me? Never again."
Alison wiped the tears from her eyes while Emily curbed her grin, "So since when have you and Strauss became so buddy-buddy?"
JJ narrowed her blue eyes at the brunette opening her suite jacket, "I, well uh, I asked her for fashion advice."
"Fashion advice?" Jessica asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes" JJ hissed, "Like I knew she'd still be in her office, any way, I was in like some kind of trance or something and that was the first thing that came to my mind."
"Well what did you say?" Garcia asked.
The blonde agent sighed, nodding down the hall towards her office, "Come on, lets take this to my office."
"Alright now for your turn" Emily said, rubbing her hands in glee as she watched her sister roll her brown eyes, "Now lets me think."
"That should be difficult" Alison teased, tossing down the magazine she was skimming through, "Now what are you going to make me do?"
Emily turned to the three blondes, pulling them to her and whispered her dare which made Jessica's jaw drop in shock while the two BAU employees chuckled.
"OMG, best dare ever" Garcia giggled looking over at Alison, "But will she do it?"
Emily smirked at her sister, "Oh she'll do it, unless she wants everyone to know that she's a coward."
"Hey, I may be a lot of things but a coward isn't one of them" Alison protested, "Now what is it?"
Emily sauntered over to her sister, "Follow me."
The bachelorette party goers followed the twin sisters into the ladies room, while Emily turned to her sister with a grin on her face.
"Ok, what?" Alison asked, "You daring me to clean the bathroom?"
"No Ali" Emily said, "I triple dog dare you to..."
The blonde analyst poked her head out of the ladies room, "All clear."
"I can't believe you're daring your own twin to do this" JJ said, pursing her lips, "I mean what will everyone think?"
"That Emily Prentiss has guts" Jessica said, "But wow, remind me to never get on your bad side."
Alison poked her head out of the stall, "I'm ready."
Emily snapped her fingers to Garcia who nodded and left the ladies room, "Give me two minutes, Ali."
"Ugh, you better not be chickening out Em" Alison said, "Because I'm more then ready to do it."
Emily rolled her eyes, "Oh I have no intentions of chickening out, Ali. You just need to wait for PG."
"Where'd she go?" Alison asked, looking out, "What are you plotting sis?"
"Nothing" Emily said smoothly, all turning there head to the opening door to the entering Garcia, "Come on, sis."
"Ready?" JJ asked the emerging brunette.
"I was born ready" Alison said walking out of the bathroom not noticing the smirk between the BAU women.
"Go!" Emily said, shoving her sister towards the bullpen.
"A moi la victoire" Alison shouted streaking through the bullpen towards JJ's office not missing the fact that the four bachelor party men saw the nude brunette.
"Oh my God" Jessica cried out covering her mouth laughing.
"What did she say?" Garcia asked through her giggles.
"Victory is mine" Emily said, composing herself as she looked up to see the smirking faces of Morgan and Dave, though Hotch's was one of unamusement.
"It appears so" JJ said, as they made there way towards her office, "Alison?"
"Yeah" the brunette said through the doorway, "Hey."
"Now that's entertainment" Morgan said, walking pass the door, "And yes I did see your fine naked butt."
The identical brunettes both rolled there eyes, while Hotch murmured, "You better visually erase that thought Morgan."
Alison chuckled, "Jealous that he'll be picturing Emmy here?"
"No" Hotch murmured, "But you might want to remember the next time you all decide to go streaking through a federal building that there are cameras all around."
"Even in Strauss' office?" JJ asked widening her eyes.
"Even in there too" Dave finished with a raised eyebrow, "Why?"
"No reason" the blonde said slamming her office door.
"Well that was weird" Reid said, sitting down at his desk.
"Tell me about it" Dave murmured, stealing a seat at Emily's empty desk, "I got flashed by two women today."
Morgan turned around with a grin, "And why are you complaining."
"Because he was with his secret girlfriend" Reid answered, then looked up, "You do know that he's with Strauss, right?"
"What?" both Morgan and JJ said in unison.
Alison came out of the office, fully dressed but she didn't seem embarrassed by her streaking, "So?"
"Nice butt" Morgan smirked, not missing the dual glare from Emily and Hotch, "What?"
"Nothing" Alison shrugged, wandering over to her sister, "Ok Em, it's time to go."
"Go where?" Emily asked warily, looking at the three blondes who wore similar smirks.
"Your slumber party, duh" Garcia said, "Please don't tell me you thought this was your only bachelorette party."
Pursing her lips, "Well, yeah I kinda did."
JJ rolled her eyes, "You really thought that these two" nodding towards Garcia and Alison, "Would allow that to happen? Have you met them?"
Hotch stole a quick moment with Emily before the four women could take her away.
"Hey" he whispered, dropping a kiss on her cheek, "Just keep telling yourself only a few more days until we're married."
Exhaling she leaned into him, "I can't wait."
"Me either" he replied wrapping an arm around her, "Just promise me one thing."
"What's that?" she asked, looking up at him.
"Don't let Alison, heck even Garcia talk you into shoving money down a male stripper's pants" he asked, watching her face, "Because I hate for you to have to explain why you lost your ring down there."
Chuckling, "I can promise you that whatever they've got plan I admantely refuse to chuck money at a Magic Mike."
"Who?" he asked, watching Alison pull her sister away.
"Don't worry Hotch" Alison said with a grin, "We won't get her into trouble."
"Good" he exhaled.
"At least not too much" Alison said, as the two walked towards the elevator, turning around to look at Morgan, "And no more freebie looks at my butt."
"Can't promise that" Morgan said as the women entered the elevator.
"Prentiss out" Alison teased as the doors slid close with Emily sighing but held a small smile on her face.
Paul Bryant said, "There's a lot of blood, sweat and guts between dreams and success."
The End
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