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Prentiss

The ultrasound went great and Morgan was lost for words. I tried to hide my tears from him but he definitely saw them. He had shed a few, too. I got the other scan and a blood test and was told that I would be given the final results within three business days. We walked out of the hospital in silence and it continued until we were half way to Rossi's house.

"That didn't look like you thought it was unimportant to me…" He said quietly, glancing at me.

"It was different this time," I admitted quietly, "It just felt different."

"Were you by yourself the first time?" He asked. "Or did Sarah or Mark go with you?"

"I was alone. Sarah only came when Ainsley was two and Mark came a few months before her.

"You stayed with him for two years?" He asked in disbelief, "After everything he did to you?"

"Sarah told you the other day, we tried to leave twice but he always forced us back. It wasn't all bad, though. When he was in a good mood, sober and not on the drugs, he was so sweet. I still remember one time when he came home really late in the morning and I was furious that he'd been out all night, but he explained to me that he won big the night before and used every cent on gifts for Sarah, Ainsley and I and he showered us with them for days. That was the night I really fell in love with him, I think. He wasn't sober often, but when he was, he listened to me and he talked to me and made me laugh. He'd distract me from all my problems and made me feel better at the time. He was great with Ainsley on those rather rare occasions. It's funny; sometimes I wish I could have all that bad, miserable stuff back just so I could have the good again. Just one more time."

His face had hardened as he drove and he sped up slightly but he was still within the limit. Silence fell again and when we eventually made it back to Rossi's, he got out and walked inside without a word to me. I walked in a few steps behind him and thought through everything I had said. What had I done that made him so angry? He dropped the keys on the table and went outside where Ainsley was with Reid and Sarah. I walked in and sat down on one of the couches.

"How'd it go?" JJ asked, still looking towards the backdoor and at a fuming Morgan.

"It was fine; everything's fine. I get the results for the Down syndrome test within a few days…"

"So what's up with him?" Rossi asked.

I shook my head, "I guess I said something that made him angry; I just don't know what it was. He was fine when we went out to eat before the appointment."

"Well what did you talk about?" Garcia asked.

"Uh…" I thought back to the conversation, "He asked why I stayed with Mark for as long as I did and I explained it to him…"

"What'd you say?" Hotch asked.

"I said that he wasn't always terrible, he was nice occasionally and that he showered us with gifts when he was. Uh…I said that on the rare occasions that he was sober and in a good mood, he'd listen to me and make me laugh and forget all the negative things in my life for that moment, he was great with Ainsley in those times. And then I said that I sometimes wished to have all the bad stuff back just so I could have the good just one more time." I looked at them and my eyes landed on JJ as she gave me an obvious look.

"Do you seriously not know what you did wrong?" She asked me. I shook my head and she sighed, "Emily, he took you out on a date earlier today. He would have listened to you and tried to make you forget about your troubles and make you laugh. He tries to be the perfect father for Ainsley and instead of you seeing him as someone worthy of your heart; you said you wished you could have Mark back despite the abuse and sorrow he caused on you just to have the good him one more time."

"…We didn't go out on a date…"

"…Yeah, you did." She nodded.

"No, we just went out to eat."

"Did he pay?" Garcia asked.

"Yes…"

"Then honeybun, you went out on a date."

I set out my signature sigh and dropped my head, closing my eyes, "I feel like Reid," They all laughed at me, "Don't laugh, this is seriously the worst thing that could happen."

"Wait, why is it bad?" JJ asked.

"…Because I went on a date with Morgan."

"Why is that bad?"

"Because he's the father of my child…ren. My children." I changed my word and laughed at myself. They did too.

"Will's the father of my child, are we not allowed to go out on dates?"

"But you're together, it's different."

"Did it ever occur to you that maybe Morgan wants the two of you to be together?" Hotch asked me. I looked at him before looking down as I thought about it. It made sense now.

"And with our conversation last night…you think…maybe?" JJ asked, raising her eyebrows.

"Oh no…" I said quietly to myself, "Oh god no." I walked away quickly and went upstairs.

I had spent the rest of the day and evening in the room, pacing back and forth, sitting down for a while and staring at the wall, laying on the ground and staring at the ceiling. Through all of it, I had not been able to wipe today from my mind. Did he really feel like that about me? Did I really feel like this about him? Did I love him or did I want to love him? Did I want to date him or did I just want the attention that I'd receive from it. Did I want to risk breaking my little angel's heart? Did I want to risk messing with Sarah's new found liking of Reid, or vice versa? There was so much going on at once and it was all so overwhelming.

After a long time, it fell dark and the once quiet house stirred. Henry, Jack and Ainsley were brought upstairs with Garcia and I heard Sarah yelling. I got up and went downstairs quickly to see Mark in the living room. My breath caught in my throat and anxiety filled every part of me. He looked at me and I could see how wild his eyes were, high with whatever drug he was on. "…Mark, what are you doing?"

"Barging into my house uninvited is what he's doing…" Rossi said quietly.

"I'm so sorry, Rossi." I said as I walked forwards. I grabbed his arm and pulled him back towards the foyer. "What the hell is wrong with you!?"

"I miss you."

"Well bad luck, Mark. Get out of here." He shook his head and put his hand on my waist. I swatted it away, "Don't you dare touch me. What are you on?" I assumed cocaine.

"What does that matter?"

I sighed and shook my head, "You're destroying yourself. Go and sober up; I'll talk to you tomorrow."

"No, baby. Now."

"It's Emily, and get out of the damn house." I motioned to the door. I gasped with fear as he unexpectedly took both my arms, holding them still in front of me and pushed me back into the wall hard. When his grip loosened slightly, I pried away and walked towards the living room where it opened more room for me to escape too. He grabbed my arm in the archway and turned me around. He slapped me hard across the face, "How dare you walk away from me!" I fell to the ground and I felt JJ and Sarah both at my sides, pulling me up. When I opened my eyes, I saw Morgan dragging Mark outside. Morgan was much bigger and a lot stronger. And he wasn't a coward.

I escaped JJ and Sarah's arms as Hotch came over to me and I ran outside, "Morgan!" I tried to go down the porch steps and pull them away from each other but Hotch caught me and held me back.

"Mummy!" I heard Ainsley yell through tears. She ran outside to me and she looked at Morgan and Mark, "Daddy!" She screamed, more tears falling from her eyes. He stopped and looked up. The fear in her voice scared him and he didn't want to do anything bad in front of her. That's when Mark jumped on him.

I swept her up quickly and went inside as Garcia met me in the foyer, "I'm so sorry, I was calming Henry down—"

"It's okay, Garcia; just take her back up please?" I handed her over. She nodded and walked away quickly. I walked back outside, "Sarah, can you please go to Ainsley?"

She looked at me and then watched the two men as she walked to the door. "Hotch, stop him." I said quietly.

"If I stop Morgan then Mark will either jump him or me." He shook his head. I bit my lip and took my gun from my waistband where I had slipped it on my way out of my room. I held it to JJ.

"Shoot him."

"What?" She asked.

"Yeah, what?" Will asked from her side.

"You have the best aim. Shoot Mark."

"No," She shook her head, "I could still hit Morgan, I'm not risking that."

I sighed, "Fine." I put the gun back and watched them. Morgan was winning and he eventually pinned him to the ground on his stomach.

Rossi ran down the steps and handed him a pair of handcuffs. Morgan cuffed him and pulled him up, "You're under arrest for assault and for assaulting an agent under the influence." Morgan said with humour in his voice. Hotch took his phone out to call a station for someone to come pick him up and I walked down the steps and stood in front of Mark.

"Why'd you have to do this?"

"I'm not giving up on you this easy."

"You broke up with me."

"You cheated on me." He snapped.

"Then why are you still trying?" I asked with a calm, tired voice. He didn't have an answer to that, "You don't know what you're doing here, do you?"

Rossi and Hotch both took him from Morgan and he turned my head slightly to what I assumed was a cut on my cheekbone. I pulled his hand down, away from it and put my arms around him. "You should really clean this." He said, looking at the cut again once we parted.

"Stop." I rolled my eyes and pushed his hand away gently.

"Daddy!" Ainsley called as she ran down the porch steps, almost falling as she did. She ran into his arms and he lifted her up, kissing her cheek. She put her arms around him and hugged him tightly. I smiled to myself and ran my hand down her arm before kissing her cheek and walking back towards the house. I felt kind of dizzy after the hit and I needed to sit down.