A/N: Hey guys, how are you?
So, this weekend was very productive and I'm going to try not to take too long to post chapters, I'm really sorry about before.
So, I think you'll like the next ones, lot's of things happening.
Thank you so much for the reviews.
Season 2 Episode 22 - Legacy
The restaurant was nice, Liam had put his foot down about the choice. We always went for more casual places, so when he brought me to one of the finest restaurants I had ever gone to in the last year, I started to get scared.
When he started talking about our future before we even ordered I knew I had to stop this, because the more he talked the more I wanted to be as away from this as possible.
"Liam, please stop. Just please." He looked curios at me.
"Emily?"
"If you were thinking about proposing tonight, please don't."
"Why, what is wrong with tonight?"
"Oh my God, you were going to propose?"
"No, I mean yes. I mean Gosh Emily did you have to do this now."
"I'm sorry but.."
"Let's just go, we will talk at home." He was pissed, so truly pissed, and I couldn't blame him. Why did I do this? Why did I always sabotage my relationships? But it didn't feel right letting him do something so sweet and say no. And as much as it pained I couldn't say yes, at least not now.
The drive home was awful and I felt like the worst person, but I knew it was better then to lie. As we got to my apartment I was glad to see him getting out of the car, part of me was afraid he was just going to drop me off and put and end on things. I didn't want it to end, I just didn't want to take a too big of a step and then have it all crumble.
"Ok, I can feel the wheels turning in your head, and even thought it hurt to see that you are not ready for a commitment as big as marriage, I already knew that." I gasped and just stood there, staring at him.
"Yes, you are not an open person Em, and when you still have yet to give me a key to the house, I can probably tell the next step is not proposing. I'm not that stupid."
"I'm sorry." I should have know I didn't need to panic, much.
"But Em, it was really sad to see you panic because you thought I was proposing, because honestly, I want to."
"I'm sorry Liam, but I'm not there yet." I wasn't going to pretend to think about it, I knew were I stood, and trying to make this work sooner would not be a good idea. "But what were we doing at a fancy as hell restaurant and with the whole future waits talk?" Way to confuse a girl buddy.
"Emily, you know I'm here on a program between a few hospitals in the world, we trade places to learn new techniques, how to use different equipment's, do courses. I've being here part of the time I should. So now I have to go home for a month to get the hospital back there a position, I'll probably stay around a month." Ok, he was going, but he was coming back wasn't he?
"But you are coming back, you still have another six months don't you?"
"Yes, but normally they prefer that we do it in a different hospital." He wasn't coming back?
"Oh." I sat on the couch and tried to think about everything he had just explained.
"Hey, I didn't say we were obligated, I can finish it here." I tried to smile at him.
"But for that I want you to promise me one thing."
"What?"
"I'm going to be away for a month, and while I'm away I want you to think about us." He had lost me.
"I don't understand."
"When I come back I want us to live together for the reminding of my time here, and after that is over I want you to move in with me, to London."
"Liam that's insane."
"Em, just think about it, you are going to have one month to make that decision. It's an important one, and I'm giving you one month to go through everything. You are a thinker." He smiled and sat down next to me. "I want us to have a future, but I need you to give me something here." I could see he was pleading, and it made me sad that he had to do all this.
"Ok, in one month I'll give you my answer." I had no idea if I my thoughts were going to change in this one month without him, I knew what my answer was now, but I was willing to give him the time he needed, the time to make sure this was my final decision.
"Ok then, I'm going to change." Wait?
"What?"
"I have to work tonight remember? My shift starts at four." That's right he had told me that, but why was he changing now? He was leaving? It was still nine thirty.
"Are you going already? We can still order something and do something."
"Yes I can, I actually didn't know if you wanted me to stay or not, so I was trying to give you a way out. I did just give you a lot to think about."
"Liam I would never want you to leave, you know how much I like you, and I want you here, even when you make me think." We both laughed at that.
"Ok then, but Em, even if this all blow up, even if we don't stay together, whatever happens, I'm going to still bug you ok?" That was the Liam I knew, that was the one I wanted in my future.
I nodded my head and he sat down on the couch, we turned the T.V. and he called to order our food, large pizza, ice cream, sodas and we would probably have some popcorn too. I loved that he liked eating as much as me.
"Aren't you going to change?" I blurted after some time, it was probably a good time for this confession.
"Change? But I'm staying here." He looked confused.
"Well darling, I could definitely do with the scrubs." I said smirking at him, it was funny to see him looking so confused and then when he finally got it he looked incredulous at me.
"Seriously? The scrubs?" His face was priceless. Hadn't any girlfriend said he was extremely hot in those things, I swear I got myself tingling every single time I saw him on those.
"Honey, every time you came here with them you didn't keep them on for very long. So how about you go put it on and we will have some fun before the food arrives?" He was running to the bedroom faster then I could blink, you got to love an obedient lover like him, after all he was always up to play.
I could tell from the looks I got that they both knew there was something wrong with me, they had respected my self-imposed isolation and weren't making a fuss.
I liked that about the boys, we had being working long enough that Morgan and Reid knew when to leave me alone. Which was something the girl on the team would definitely not do, but Garcia was had a new video game that had being lunched yesterday to try out and JJ had a giant pile of files to go through.
Life was apparently being nice to me and letting me brood over the fact that my boyfriend, the man I had the longest relationship since…well since him, but let's not get into that can of worms.
Anyway, my boyfriend was going to freaking London, for a month, after giving me the biggest ultimatum. Either I move in with him and then after six month we move the beforehand mentioned freaking London, or he would go to another place finish his exchange medicine program. I had to answer him by the time he had to give the hospital his next chosen location, in three weeks time.
I had three weeks, literally three weeks to decide if I wanted or not to change my entire life. If I wanted to bet on my love life and give up something I worked hard for, or if I wanted…God how the hell does someone makes a decision like this one?
I loved my job, I had worked so hard for it, actually having to claw my way into this closed off group, I learned everyday with those people, all of them. And here, I knew I was making a difference, the BAU had a very high rotation, it took a lot from an agent and so people that were dedicated and wanted to stay were few. And I was one of them, I knew how important my job was, and I understood why we did it.
But for a couple of months now I had started to think about Liam as something permanent in my life. I thought much further into our future, I always thought that marriage wasn't for people like me, God knew I was screwed up from childhood to adulthood.
Motherhood would never be in the picture, unless I adopted, but then again a screw up waiting to happen there, and I would never do that to a child. And marriage was just such a foreign thought, I was a lonely person, I knew how I could be, and living with someone or doing something so intimate would never work.
"Guys we need you up here." Hotch told us and thankfully enough I could put all this away for a while, we had a case.
I had given everything to the profile, I knew how to separate my personal problems from the professional ones, that was one of the reasons I was good at this. I knew how to handle it.
But I had taken the time to answer Liam's call today, after all it was the last call before he was across the pond, and I was a little down after that. But when agent Gideon decided to be a prick I was ready to give him a very cross answer. Who the hell was he to say that I didn't do my job right, or that I was twiddle my thumbs here. Fuck him.
Morgan saw my face and intervene before I could say anything and then we were off to get another lunatic, but let's just say agent Gideon was not my favorite person, at all.
We were on the plane back and for some reason no one wanted to sleep, so we were all talking between ourselves. Morgan was trying to say he shot better then Hotch and me, and both of us were just ignoring.
"We got him, and if I say so myself, I was the one with the biggest number of shots." This was his third time talking about beating us with more shots, it wasn't that he was being inhumane, but sometimes we did this kind of things just to distract ourselves that we had just killed a living person. It was just a little bit of competition between friends, usually I would have taken the bait, or he would be harassing Reid, but today he wanted to take bigger targets it seemed.
"Oh really my stud muffin? Because that is not what I heard." Garcia was on speaker, that was going to be fun.
"What?"
"It's true, even thought you took the more number of shots, Hotch's was quicker and Emily's was definitely the kill shot, after all she hit the neck, and Hotch the chest, while you got the stomach wounds." Morgan stared with his mouth open.
"It's true, your shots would only make him slow down and eventually bleed to death, but he died instantly with Emily's shot." And now it was war.
"Are you saying she fires better then me?"
"I'm saying that statistically woman fire better then man, and yes, Emily is way better then you." Reid smiled taunting Morgan.
"Kids." Hotch decided to intervene before it got worst.
"You aren't saying anything because he didn't say that she is better then you."
"She is right here, and I am better then both of you, now quit it." Hotch and Morgan turned to look at me.
"Ok, I want rematch." What?
"You want us to kill someone just to see who is the best one?" I mocked him while glaring, I guess I was a little irritated, after the whole day, I really was picking a fight.
"No, but we can settle it at the gym."
"Really Morgan." The others started laughing at Hotch's comment to Morgan. So they all thought I couldn't take him on a fight? Well, I better get them straight, after all they didn't know all that I was trained for, and neither would they found out.
"You don't think I can take him?" I asked already itching for a good fight.
"And you think you can." He asked more surprised then anything, but I had already decided to take it offensively.
"Well, Mr. Sexist I do believe I can take him or you." This was getting good.
"Ok, tomorrow, the three of us at the FBI gym before work." Morgan really wanted to prove something.
"You are on." Everyone turned to look at Hotch.
"I'm not hitting Prentiss" As soon as the words were out of his mouth he knew he was screwed.
"Well, Morgan and I are going, in your old age I think you are right in avoid things like that." The team laughed and we all knew he would be there tomorrow.
I settled back in my seat and turned off Morgan's taunting on Hotch, I still was not any closer in deciding my future with Liam, and that scared me, but at least for now, I could close my eyes and leave it alone, at least until tomorrow.