champagne problems x jemily/hotchniss

thirty-one: emily

fair warning everyone! finals week is coming up and that means that salem will be crying and studying 24/7 for the next two weeks-ish. So! this means that i'll update as much as i can but i make no promises of doing the three updates on the weekend

my finals week is over may 12th and i don't start my next semester until june! so i'll make up by updating everyday or every other day, it just depends 🥰

happy readings and stay safe besties! -salem🤍

TW: swearing, mentions of violence, signs of depression, hallucinations, nods at self harm, smoking, drinking, crisis of faith type beat
word count: 5153

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Emily: "Panic is the sudden realization that everything around you is alive." William S. Burroughs.

Emily was going crazy. The one time she's absolutely sure it's okay to go outside, JJ is out there. That was Emily's luck.

The raven-haired woman stayed cooped up in her apartment for a week since she saw JJ. She had her doors locked at all times. She was trapped in her apartment in Rue Robert Turquan.

Emily's apartment was a modern studio apartment. Elizabeth had tried to persuade Emily to get something larger, but she refused. This was more than enough room.

A long hallway from the entrance leads to the main living room area. The balcony gave her a view of other buildings. She could see straight to the Eiffel tower if buildings weren't in the way.

She had a decent-sized kitchen that was sort of carved into the wall. Emily had a full-size refrigerator, so she wasn't complaining.

Her bedroom was in the main room but just divided by a wall. Her bed was pressed right against the windows. And the bathroom, which was in the corner. It came equipped with the essentials along with a washer.

Other than groceries, Emily had no reason to leave her studio apartment. But after a week of being camped out in here, she was starting to grow mad. The only color Emily would see daily was red and a splash of tan. Her apartment having been furnished with a tan coffee table, headboard, and matching cabinets. The landlord persisted Emily keep the bright red couch in the common area. Emily was even too scared to open her balcony curtains. She missed the feeling of the sun against her skin.

Her apartment was completely dark. Only minimal sunlight shined through. Dirty clothes, wrappers, torn-out papers from journals, and empty water bottles filled her apartment. She found herself lying around all day. Her body ached as it was tired of just sitting or laying down for more than it was used to.

Seeing JJ here sent her into a spiral. She felt enclosed like how she first got there. Breath, Emily, breath.

"Lauren, sweetheart."

"Emily Prentiss."

"Hello, Lauren."

"Emily! Can you hear me?"

"Shut up," Emily said and dragged her nails down her arms to shut up her thoughts. But they just kept getting louder. "Shut up!"

The woman shut her eyes and tried to knock the voices out of her head. Focus on something, anything else, Emily.

"Auntie! Auntie! Look at me!" Henry yelled as he and Jack ran around Spencer. The BAU was having a picnic in the park for Penelope's birthday. It was a lovely cool summer's day.

Emily's eyes widened as Henry managed to form a giant bubble as he ran. The boy was pointing at it before it popped.

"Emmy! Come try it!" Jack yelled and blew on the wand for bubbles to form. JJ and Aaron watched Emily from afar as she and Spencer chased around the two boys creating bubbles. Emily managed to scoop both boys up in her arms and over her shoulders.