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Hell  maybe the team think after your fake death, you suffered brain damaged shit why did I help your fake ass, fake your death?... You should of just died I said spitefully.. Tears dropped at those words and I smiled.. There are so many ways this can go Emily I continued in that same cold voice.. You are acting like an unsub she whispered.. Call it what you want I said viciously, but you or nobody else on this team is coming between me and My Reid I said...JJ he don't love you she said, he's gay and happy with Morgan.. I  drew back and slapped the shit out of her.. He isn't gay I screamed.. And he does love me, I said but that's not your concern.. She acted like she wanted to hit me back and I sneered and said, back off Emily or I will personally post these pictures on Facebook, Instagram, Black Planet, Twitter hell even My Space I said laughing my ass off.. She stepped back and said softly,I won't help you.. I didn't ask you to help bitch, I said stay the fuck out of my way and My Reid way... If you try to tell him again about that voice mail, I will not only end you bitch but I will also end that fucking crybaby friend of yours.. She paled and said leave Garcia out of this.. I will if you back off.. Will you I asked? She nodded ,and I said erase the messenge now.. She glared at me but did what I said, and you will stop trying to fix My Reid and Morgan? She nodded again.. Leave me bitch I said.. Tell Hotch I will be in shortly.. She turned and walked away... I went to the ladies room smiling bc I had broken down the supposedly tough Emily Prentiss and I didn't have to worry about her trying to fix My Reid and Morgan

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