Ian walks into the room. Emily looks up in surprise. She had begun to think he wasn't coming back. He sees the happiness in her eyes.
"You're here," she whispers before she can stop herself.
"Yes, love."
She stands up from the chair as he walks towards her. He runs his fingers through her wavy, light brown hair. He looks over the outfit she wears, one of many he had purchased based on ones she'd worn in Tuscany. He smiles approvingly.
"You look lovely, Emily. But I can see Lauren still isn't quite with us."
Tears well in Emily's eyes. "What do I need to do? What am I missing?"
He gives her a crooked grin. "It's the look in your eyes, love. You're scared. Lauren was ruthless and passionate, but never scared."
"Lauren never thought you were going to kill her. And she was never pregnant and worried about her child," Emily points out.
Ian stares at her for a moment. That was something he hadn't considered. He reaches up and starts to unbutton her blouse. Emily never breaks eye contact with him. When it's completely undone he steps back and looks at her stomach. His eyes slowly rise to her chest. He sees the flush of color on her breasts and cheeks under his scrutiny. He steps to her again, slowly buttoning the blouse back up. He runs a hand gently through her hair…then grasps it viciously.
"Lauren wouldn't be embarrassed by my admiration of her body, Emily," he says venomously. He backhands her and walks out of the room.
Emily collapses back onto the chair. She buries her face in her hands. "What the hell do I do? Do I have to forget Jennifer to get a chance to escape? I have no chance if I'm stuck in this fucking room. But when he looked at me I felt…felt like I was cheating on Jen. Oh, God, baby, what if I have to…have to…" She sits back in the seat. "At some point I'm going to have to do something with him. Maybe it's best I do forget Jennifer. Maybe I forget all about that life and accept this is my lot. Maybe…maybe I just accept that I am Lauren Reynolds."
Emily slowly stands and walks into the bathroom. She stares into the mirror. She picks up the make-up on the vanity. It is lighter than Emily Prentiss uses. It is what Lauren Reynolds used. She stares at herself in the mirror and starts the subtle shading she once used. Soon the person looking back at her is Lauren Reynolds.
"I am Lauren Reynolds. I am Lauren Reynolds. I am Lauren Reynolds."
She repeats the mantra over and over again to herself as she stares into the mirror. The next time Ian comes to see her she will prove it to both of them.