Emily Prentiss x Reader Oneshots

Undercover

Description: Y/n and Emily have been dating for awhile; however the team has no idea. What happens when y/n goes undercover and gets hurt?

Warnings: Y/n getting hurt, mentions of violence, some language, and regular Criminal Minds stuff.

Fluff w/ a bit of angst

Please forgive me if there are any typos!!

Word Count: 4196

You're standing at the bar, nervously moving your glass around. "No sight of him, yet." Morgan's voice reaches your ears through the earpiece you have in. "Hang in there." You sigh. It's been nearly an hour since you arrived. The bar is starting to get busy and your feet are sweating in the heels you have on.

You turn around and face the very crowded dancefloor, trying to spot JJ and Hotch. "Where is this guy?" you mutter under your breath.

"Are you waiting for someone?" a voice from your right asks. You turn around, placing a hand over your heart. "I didn't mean to scare you." the man chuckles, putting his hands up. You look at him and it hits you, this man is the unsub.

One Week Earlier

You wake up to your alarm blaring in your ears. "Shit." you reach for your phone, immediately turning it off. There's a text from Hotch saying there's a new case, and another one from Emily. Smiling, you throw the covers off and stand up. As you walk to the closet, you read Emily's text.

Emily-Had a great time last night, sorry I couldn't stay the night. Love you and see you tomorrow.

Y/N- No worries! Love you too (:

You dress quickly and rush through the morning routine. Hotch said it was urgent and you wanted to see Emily before rushing to the jet. Emily and you have been together for a year now, but the team has no idea. It never really came up, and the two of you didn't want it to be awkward if there ever was a breakup.

After grabbing a quick breakfast, you grab your go bag and head out the door. It was a short drive to the BAU from your apartment, and soon you are stepping off the elevator. Walking into the bullpen, you notice nearly everyone is there. Morgan spins around in his chair, "What's up, y/n/n?"

"Good morning, Derek." you smile. You set your stuff down onto your desk, which is right across from his. There's no reason to unpack anything, judging it'll be wheels up soon. "How's Rebecca? Or was it Tiffany this week?" you tease him.

"Actually it was Summer, and she is doing just fine." Morgan says. "At least I think she is. Haven't talked to her since Saturday night." he smiles.

You scoff, "I doubt there was much talking going on in the first place." He throws a pen at you and you dodge it.

"Ow." you turn around. Spencer is rubbing the back of his neck. "Who did that?"

"Sorry, boy wonder." Morgan smiles. "Y/n left me no choice."

You roll your eyes, "Please." you decide to walk up to the debriefing room, "Duty calls."

You walk up the stairs and into the room, Emily is already there, talking to Penelope and JJ. "Hey, y/n." JJ smiles.

"Morning, JJ." you smile. You sit down next to Emily, smiling at her. "Hey, Emily."

"Hi." she says.

A few minutes later, Hotch and the rest of the team file in. Spencer sits next to JJ, Rossi on the other side of Emily, and Morgan in between Rossi and JJ. "We're headed to Washington. The past few days the bodies of three women have shown up, all in the same place. This park." Hotch says. The images of the women and the park appear on screen. "Each woman has y/h/c and y/e/c, and they were all killed by strangulation. The police need our help in finding this guy. Wheels up in 20."