Valhalla's Spy

by Jennifer J. LaMontagne

Four years ago on this very day, she introduced herself as Lauren Reynolds, well she had Jack Fahey introduce her as Lauren Reynolds. She had been her for four years now. In those four years she had broke every rule in the book, fell in love with a terrorist, forgot who she really was, adopted Ian Doyle's son as her own, and became pregnant with Ian Doyle's baby.

2. August 27, 2004

'Lauren Reynolds'' apartment: August 27, 2004

Ian sat at the desk that had been placed against the wall, there was a nice view out the window but he was more interested with the woman sitting on the bed.

Emily was sitting on the bed, trying to get ahold of Sean McCallister or Clyde Easterly. She didn't feel like talking to Tsia or Jeremy. Finally, Sean picked up, "Hello?" she asked into the phone, "Sean, hi…yes, I know I'm not supposed to call unless…well it kinda is…calm down, calm down…no, they didn't figure it out…they almost did…I talked my way out of it…yes…yes, the mission is still intact…I need three weeks…give me three weeks and you'll have everything you need to take Ian Doyle down." She said, even if she didn't want to. She wanted to tell Sean that she couldn't take him down, that she loved him too much. She hung up the phone and smiled at Ian.

Ian smiled as he stood and walked over, gently placing a kiss on her lips.

Emily reciprocated the kiss and deepened it, pulling him down onto the bed with her.

Ian Doyle's Villa: August 27, 2004

Ian walked with Emily into the living room, "Louise is running errands, so I need you to stay with Declan." He said softly.

Emily nodded, "Alright." She said softly. Was he really trusting her with his son? Only eight days after not trusting her at all her trusts her with Declan. Maybe it was because he knew she would never hurt Declan. That gave her even more hope. She smiled at Ian and kissed him goodbye.

Emily walked over to the small boy, she knelt next to him, "So, Declan, what would you like to do?"

Declan shrugged, he was being shy.

"Well, we could build a fort." Emily suggested and smiled when she saw the boy smile.

"Okay." Declan smiled

"We'll need blankets and chairs." Emily said, standing up

"I'll get blankets." Declan said

After an hour of constructing the fort, Emily Prentiss was sitting in a fort with Declan Doyle, playing a game of Go Fish and trying not to yawn too much.

Before she knew it, they had played nine games of Go Fish and two games of a Scooby-Doo Memory game that Declan loved. Emily didn't know it but time had gone by pretty fast and Ian was already home.

Instead of warning Emily, Ian snuck into the fort behind her and silently instructed his son not to squeal on him as he got ready to scare Emily. He pinched her sides and when she turned planted a kiss on her lips. He broke it and grinned at her.

Emily smiled, "Hey." She hugged him.

Declan got up and walked over and joined the hug, smiling.

"Seems you two had a fun day." Ian grinned.

"We did." Emily nodded, "Right Deccy?"

Declan giggled at the nickname and nodded in agreement, "We built a fort and played Go Fish and my Scooby game and we're gonna make cookies after dinner, wanna help?" he asked his dad.

"I'd love to." Ian said softly, as he pulled the young boy into one arm and Emily into the other, "How about we all watch a movie together?"

Declan grinned and nodded.

Emily smiled, "Alright, I'll make popcorn." She started to get up but Ian kept his grip on her.

"First we need to pick a movie." Ian said, looking at Declan

"Scooby-Doo on Zombie Island?" Declan asked, hopeful

"Ask Lauren." Ian said, smiling

Declan looked at Emily with big blue eyes, he was a master at the puppy-dog look and Emily instantly caved, "Alright, Scooby-Doo it is." She smiled.

Declan clapped.

Emily made popcorn, then fell asleep during the previews.