Emily prentiss one shots <3

Time heals | mixed

*Authors note~ part 3 let's goooooo! I'm in love with this little series and this is a perfect end to it*

Trigger warnings~ mentions of faked death and a suicide attempt

Prompt~ Tumblr anon~ So yeah, the other piece was great. And thinking about it I must have chosen pain when I wrote it. But reading it through did give me the idea for a potential part 3. With it being Emily and Y/n in Paris together under their fake identitys. Letting them be safe together and able to heal from both Emily's 'death' and how Y/n spiralled to try and take her own life in response. So it would probably be a hint of angst but mostly be fluff. Thay way this small series can end happily. :)
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"No! No you can't leave me! No not again. No!" You volume raising the more that sunk in, "I just got you back" you whimpered causing JJ to come closer in an attempt to comfort you. "Get the fuck away from me!" You almost growled, "I can't stand you right now" you spat at the blonde and Hotch before snuggling into your undead lover. Hotch explained the plan and reasons why and again apologised for having to lie but it was for Emily's safety. This time you would leave with Emily, for your safety and hers. When the team caught Doyle you could return home to your family. But for now you and Emily were shipped off to Paris once more with false identities to heal and grow from this. If it's possible for you two to repair the hurt you both sustained."
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The plane ride to Paris was silent and truthfully you were happy for that, you were trying to process what you'd just been told. You and Emily sat next to each other, you holding onto two of her fingers in a hope to provide Emily some comfort but also to reassure yourself that she is in fact real. You knew that your relationship would need some work, Emily's faked death caused so much hurt and pain for you but for you to attempt to take your life was killing Emily on the inside. She could've lost you that night, JJ couldn't keep her in pairs after that.

Arriving in Paris, Emily immediately began to lead you through the hustle and bustle of a late night in the city of love. Paris is one of the places you truly found beautiful and if you were in a different situation, you would've been like a child on a Christmas morning to be here with your lover. Instead, you just kept your head down following the raven haired woman. Emily was uncharacteristically quiet the whole journey and when you both arrived at the hotel you were staying in you realised you'd have to talk.

"Em" you whimpered quietly hoping to gain her attention which you got. She turned to face you with self loathing and sadness swirling in her beautiful eyes. "I'm sorry Angel, I really didn't have a say in what happened. I never wanted to hurt you darling. And the thought that you could've taken yourself from the world just-" her words trailed off her true upset. "I don't want a life without you Ems" you mumbled sadly looking at the ground, "it felt like the only way out to find you Em."

"Angel, i can't lose you like that, please promise me never again" she demanded and you found yourself nodding in compliance, "I don't want a life without you Emily, but I don't want to die either" you murmured before throwing yourself into her arms. "Shh darling you don't have to live without me, never again okay? I'm here I'm alive and I'm yours angel." Her reassurance and actually being able to her heart steadily beating along as she held you tightly to her chest was helping to soothe all the hurt of the past few months. Emily was here and alive and  most importantly with you. Perhaps this time in Paris would do the world of you some good. But first thing first was sleep for you both.

Waking up back in Emily's arms was like heaven on earth. And to see her sleeping peacefully on her back as her raven hair fanned around her head you couldn't help but full in love all over again. While your lover slept you admired her features noticing all the changes, the worry lines and darker shadows under her eyes, her body seeming more frail than before. Yes she was still as beautiful as ever. Your hand absentmindedly lifted her sleep shirt to expose the scar the Doyle caused. Red and angry in the healing stages, you knew Emily had to be taking the permanent reminder hard. Then trailing your hands up further you were met with the brand he gave her. A sweet kiss was pressed to the brand then on the scar again.

It wasn't long till you were trailing kisses down her body addicted to the soft sleepy whines and whimpers she was realising. You didn't realise just how drunk on Emily you could get but here and now you didn't care. You'd missed this woman for months and now she was here and alive you couldn't help but want to ravish her. To show her how important she truly is to you and just how beautiful she is even with the new additions. Now at her thighs you noticed another new addition, a small yet simplistic tattoo written in French "mon cœur ne se lassera jamais de y/n"  displayed there where only you would see it and herself.

"Angel?mmm feels good" she yawned sleepily only really processing that you happened to be showering her body in sweet kisses. "You're beautiful Em" you whisper before coming up to kiss her lips and now your sure. You and Emily can survive this, together. And what better place to spend some time alone together than in the beautiful city of Paris. Everything would be okay now, a kiss was truly all you needed to feel at home.

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