A/N: so I realized there where a whole bunch of typo's in the prologue so I'm sorry. I think this is better edited than that was. Also this is supposed to be a happy fic but the beginning is a bit darker than I may have originally planned, but I promise happiness soon.

I had been cautious driving in the Everglades ever since I had been run off the road. My skin was crawling as I headed out to the crime scene, I was driving too slowly eyes scanning the area like a scared animal.

"Cal, calm down we can go a little bit faster," Eric's voice was soft from the passenger seat but he sounded annoyed.

"I'm sorry Eric I'm a little freaked after the last time," I snapped eyes still scanning the area.

"Then let me drive, cause at this rate Calleigh we'll never make it there," Eric said.

"Fine you want..." I saw something off the side of the road a ways it was hanging in a tree, I probably wouldn't have noticed if I hadn't been so jumpy. I stopped the hummer and got out.

"Thank god," I heard Eric grumble as he walked toward the drivers side. I squinted through the trees as hard as I could, I couldn't make out what I was looking at but I could tell it didn't belong. I started walking toward it trying to make out what it was.

"Calleigh what are you doing I thought you were going to let me drive?" I heard Eric yell.

"Eric do you see that red blur about three hundred yards in?" I asked.

"Cal, it's probably just an animal lets go," Eric said.

"No Eric it's hanging from the tree and it's big like human size big," I was yelling now almost seventy five yards in, what ever it was it was hanging from one of the more sturdy trees and it was covered in blood.

"Calleigh we don't have time for this," Eric's voice seemed to be getting closer like he had decided to follow me. I could make out different colors in some places. It looked like someone strung up by their hands, but that was just my morbid mindset, right? I picked up the pace.

"Eric it's human," I hollered at him, letting my walk turn to a flat out run as I realized my morbid mind was right. I could here Eric on the radio behind me as I cleared the last few feet. Long black hair was matted with dried blood, most of her naked body was covered in cracked red, but some of the blood was wet.

"We've got a dead body three hundred yards off the road," Eric spoke into the radio. The body moaned, I jumped almost two feet back.

"Eric she's alive!" I yelled, he dropped the radio then and ran to me.

"It's going to be alright, I'm going to get you out of here," I says gently, "Eric cut the rope where it's anchored to the tree." I stepped as close to her as I could she was hanging by her wrists only a few inches off the ground, but she was taller than me so I braced to catch her. I saw Eric cut the rope and she fell into my arms. She whimpered at the contact but made no attempt to stand on her own.

"Calleigh she's not in good shape, we should try to get her back to the hummer," Eric reasoned, "let me carry her you run ahead and get the first aid kit."

"No...no... Please I... I don't want it," a very soft voice whimpered beside my ear.

"It's alright we're cops we are just going to make sure you're ok, now what's your name?" I soothed, as Eric got closer.

"Come on, let me take her Calleigh," he said. I felt her hand tighten around the collar of my shirt as if she was holding on, I knew the signs.

"Hey she doesn't seen to comfortable with you, why don't you let me take her and you go get a med kit and see if you can get Alexx to leave the crime scene and come look at her," I told him, thankfully he did as I asked, "There we go, no more boy, now why don't you tell me your name?" I put my left arm under her knees and lifted, once I was sure I had ahold of her I begun the trek back to the hummer.

"I... I don't know... Lauren Reynolds... Died in a car crash, Emily Prentiss... Died on the table," she sounded frantic and confused. It was an odd thing to say, but she said it like she had said it over and over again.

"Well, I'm Lieutenant Duquesne but you can call me Calleigh, what can I call you?" I tried again. She was starting to feel heavy and we were barely a third of the way back.

"Lauren Reynolds; died in a car crash, Emily Prentiss; died on the table, Valhalla killed her," the woman's voice was getting stronger.

"Ok, so who is Lauren Reynolds?" I asked hoping if she kept talking it would give me something to go on since she wasn't giving me her name.

"Lauren Reynolds, an arms dealer who loved Valhalla when they lived in Tuscany Lauren Reynolds died in a car crash," she told me. I could see Alexx's ME van pull up next to the hummer, but I focused more on the woman in my arms. She seemed to be in better physical condition than I had first assumed.

"Ok but what about you? Did you see the crash? Did you know Lauren?" I asked hoping to get a little more information, she wasn't telling me her name but if I could figure out where Lauren Reynolds and Emily Prentiss fit into the picture maybe I could find out who this woman was, and how she'd ended up beaten bloody hanging from a tree in the Everglades

"No, they just told me, Lauren Reynolds; died in a car crash, Clyde said it was over, but it wasn't he said he would take away everything I loved, Emily Prentiss; died on the table, he killed her and he won," I was two thirds of the way back, and could feel my muscles aching my arms were starting to shake but I kept going.

"So you loved Emily?" I asked

"Yes...No...Not like you think… I think the drugs are fading I may be able to walk, why don't you let me try to walk? You can't keep trying to carry me you'll hurt yourself," it wasn't what I expected, but I needed the break. I stopped walking and lowered her feet to the ground keeping my arm around her waist I did my best to support her.

"So you were drugged?" I asked as she took a tentative step wobbling but not falling into my waiting arms.

"Yeah I came back to the states to finish what I started, but they said I owed them for getting me across the border," she whispered, leaning on me but managing to walk, a miracle I was extremely grateful for, " I don't think I should be telling you this."

"Hey I'm a cop you can tell me anything I promise you you're safe just tell me," I coaxed.

"Lieutenant Duquesne that is not a promise you should ever make and you know it," she teased, but I could tell that underneath she was serious she didn't think I could keep her safe, I couldn't help but feel a little bit hurt.

"You don't think I can keep you safe," I said exactly what I was thinking.

"It's not you," she must have heard the hurt in my voice, I don't know why but I cared what she thought about me

"Then why don't you trust me to keep you safe?" I asked as we reached the edge of the road. Alexx and Eric begun to approach but I stopped them with a look, I wanted to hear her answer.

"Because I don't want to make you a killer," she said.

"I've killed someone already you wouldn't be making me a killer," I reasoned.

"There's no taking Valhalla in we already tried that, I'm going to kill him in cold blood, no warning no choice and probably die in the process, but as long as he dies my life is the price I'm willing to pay," it wasn't what I expected not at all.

"Why not let me protect you then no one has to die?" I asked her.

"It's not that easy, I wish it was but DOD, State, Justice, FBI, and Interpol none of them can protect me that's why they gave me the green light to kill him," she looked at me then her eyes were haunted and sad, "I shouldn't be your problem," her voice showed a vulnerability that it hadn't before and I realized then how very naked she was.

"You're not a problem now why do we get you checked out and get you a blanket I have extra clothes in the hummer if that will fit you," I told her, motioning for Alexx to come over, "This is Alexx she's out ME but she's good with the living to, are you ok with her or do you want me to stay?"

"Please stay," she was back to sounding small, as I helped her to sit down.

"Alright Angel let's see what's going on, Eric told me you were unconscious when Calleigh found you?" Alexx looked the question at me.

"Yeah, but she may have been drugged," I explained sitting behind her and wrapping my arms protectively around her. I felt her press closer to me as Alexx reached out gently to look at her wrists.

"Calleigh if I give you some wipes will you clean off this blood so I can see where it's coming from?" Alexx's question told me that she hadn't missed the woman's nervousness. I reached out for the box of wipes and took one I started with her hands making sure to let her see what I was doing. I was surprised when she took one of the wipes and begun to help me clean up the blood.

"Sugar, can you tell me if you are on any medication?" Alexx asked.

"I was on blood thinners and pain killers last year after I got stabbed, I should still be on the blood thinners but I ran out about a month ago when I left Italy and couldn't get a new script," she told Alexx, wiping at her stomach to reveal a messy scar that was still pink in most places. I heard Eric gasp and saw the woman's eyes go down.

"Eric will you grab my extra clothes and then call the lab I want Ryan to come out and you and him go to the crime scene we got called out here for, also ask Tripp to look up Lauren Reynolds and tell me what he can find about the car crash that killed her," I told him more to get him out of the way than anything.

"Can you tell me what hurts?" Alexx asked her softly as I moved to wiping her collarbone and neck.

"My head is pounding but really getting hit in the head with a two by four three years ago hurt more than this so did the beating I took in Colorado, and those both pale in comparison to the brand and stabbing last year," she sounded like she was talking about the weather and I realized that she had to be very good at compartmentalizing to talk like that.

"You haven't lived an easy life have you angel?" Alexx asked glancing up at me.

"I survived, which is better than I can say for some of the people," she said bluntly.

"What's you name sugar?" Alexx asked it seemed that she had only then realized that she didn't know.

"I… I can't answer that," she whispered. I felt my phone buzzing as Alexx looked a question at me, that clearly asked if I knew who she was.

"Duquesne," I answered shaking my head no at Alexx.

"Hey Calleigh, Tripp asked me if I could use my old FBI credentials to look into a car crash victim for you," she informed me.

"The crash is sealed?" I asked.

"Yeah and not just by the feds," she begun.

"Interpol, Justice, State, DOD and FBI," I remembered her saying none of them could protect her so I took a guess.

"Partially, I got into the FBI's file but it didn't say much, most of it was blacked out, all I got was that Lauren Reynolds was and arms dealer that worked with someone big, but she didn't just work with him she was his lover, there was a take down in Tuscany they had her in custody and then suddenly she's dead in fatal crash, most of the file doesn't make sense like, if she was in custody why was she driving? It looks like the file is originally with Interpol or MI6 cause the spelling is british but the clearance to read it is DOD and State Department. So why are you looking into and international car crash anyway?" Nat didn't seem to have much more information than I did, but it helped to know that what the woman was telling me was the truth.

"Can you search Valhalla?" I asked

"Um yeah, look Calleigh what is this about?" Natalia asked, I could hear her typing in the background.

"It a long story I'll explain later just call when you have something," I said hanging up the phone and putting it back in my pocket.

"You'll never find what you're looking for, there are only seven people in the world with access to the whole file," the woman told me reaching out for the tanktop Eric had brought over.

"I don't need the whole file just enough to know how to protect you," I told her Alexx was looking at a deep cut on her scalp that seemed to be the worst of her injuries.

"You don't have to protect me I can do ok, on my own," she said.

"Look where on your own got you why don't you let me try to help?" It was harsh and I knew it, but someone had to say it.

"Mrs, you need to go to a hospital and get blood tests run to check what you were drugged with and get a CT to check for skull fractures, but other than that you seem to be ok," Alexx said standing and walking back to her van.

"See I'm fine," she said.

"I didn't say that," Alexx said as my phone buzzed again.

"Talk to me Nat," I answered.

"Ok so I got a file that I think is what you're looking for, I tried just searching Valhalla and got everything from tax fraud to murder so I crossed it with the name Lauren Reynolds and a file popped up but it was if possible more blacked out than the Reynolds file which gave me an idea, since Lauren Reynolds wasn't in the visible bits of the file it was in the blacked out parts so the blackout was done on the computer. So, I searched the file for the name and sure enough it shows me where in the file the name is, but it didn't tell me anything because I couldn't see the surrounding words, then I did the same thing with the name Valhalla in the Lauren Reynolds file and I got something; Valhalla was the arms dealer that they took down in Tuscany, it looks like he escaped about a year ago and killed a bunch of people but I can't figure out where he escaped from, whom he killed or what happened to end it," Natalia said.

"Thanks Nat if I give you a name can you check if it's one of the the people he killed?" I asked thinking that Emily Prentiss had to be one of the deceased.

"I guess what's the name?" Nat asked.

"Emily Prentiss," I told her.

"Emily! what does Emily have to do with this?" Natalia was practically yelling at me.

"Natalia calm down who is Emily Prentiss?" I asked confused by her reaction.

"Someone I used to know, but she's a good agent..." Nat started.

"She's a good agent? Natalia how did you know her?" I asked, before I could hear Nat's response the woman grabbed the phone from my hand the woman was looking at me.

"Natalia Boa Vista I let the shit that you pulled with JJ go I cleaned up your mess back then, but I'm not dealing with your screw ups and lies today, Emily Prentiss died on the table last year and that's all you need to know! JJ didn't tell you because she can't trust you! and I sure as hell don't trust you! She may be willing to protect you and you know I would give my life to protect her but I have no problem letting Ian Doyal kill you if you get involved in this! If you want to live you stay the fuk out of this!" the woman screamed into the phone before before slamming it shut and doing something I did expect, she ran.

"Wait! Where are you going? There's nothing out here," I took off after her, but she had a head start and I was shorter than her.

When I finally caught up with her I couldn't even see the hummer behind us, I grabbed her shoulder spinning her around to face me, "You are going to die out here if you run off like that, and what the hell was that why are you and how do you know Natalia?" I was angry now.

"Who cares? If I die it's over, and ask your precious Nat how I know her, ask her how we got here," she screamed at me.

"Why don't you tell me? Because I know what I think, but I can't know unless you tell me and, honest I have no idea what is between you and Natalia," I yelled.

"What do you think then?" she asked.

"I think that when you go undercover they train you to answer certain questions certain ways and I think that Lauren Reynolds is a cover, but it's an old cover and after you stopped being Lauren you trained yourself that if anyone ever asked Lauren Reynolds died in a car crash. I think that you have a concussion and the drugs aren't out of your system, so when I ask what you name is the training kicks in, you go to answer that your name is Lauren Reynolds but as soon as you say the name you revert to died in a car crash. I think your real name is Emily Prentiss, but a year ago you were stabbed. That's where your scars come from, I think you were stabbed by Valhalla, the man you took down when you were undercover as Lauren Reynolds. I think you spent the last year telling yourself that Emily was dead and the only way you knew how to do that was the same way you did Lauren, name and how they died," I explained.

"How do you know that?" she asked looking at me for the first time, her eyes were dark pools of confusion.

"Well I know the only reason to seal the records of someone death is if they didn't die it wasn't hard to put together after that, so why don't you tell me what happened between you and Natalia?" I asked reaching out to touch her.

"Look if you want to know about Natalia ask her,but if you want to know about me I'll answer as long as we go somewhere I can get his blood out of my hair and pick up some guns, so I can set a trap," she replied.

"I have guns, lots of guns, they call me bullet girl for a reason," I told her leading her back toward the car.