I See you, Y/N. (Emily Prentiss X Reader)

-17- two lovebirds

TW: Wounds, wound care
Panic / Anxiety
Trauma Response

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Y/N 's POV

The door to the hospital room opens and I slowly wake up from a deep, dreamless sleep.
The painkillers and Emily's strong arms holding me, gave me the best sleep I've had in a long time.
I sit up very carefully and look at Emily, who is lying next to me and is fast asleep.
I smile at the sight of her.

She looks so peaceful.

I didn't think I would be able to experience this sight again.
I turn toward the door as carefully as possible, afraid to wake Emily or cause myself any pain with the movement.

A nurse is standing in the door, it's probably time to change the bandages.

"Hey Y/N, I'm Chrissy, I'm looking after you tonight."
She closes the door behind her, takes a few steps towards me and stops when she sees Emily sleeping next to me.
Her gaze switches back and forth between me and the woman in my bed and then she smiles.

"I see you're busy right now.
I can give you two lovebirds one more moment. I'll come back at the end of my round and we'll take care of your wounds, okay?"

I smile gratefully at her and wave as she gives me one last look before closing the door behind her.

Everyone is so nice here, I'm not used to that.

Emily next to me moves slowly and I turn to look at her.
She slowly opens her eyes and probably needs a moment to remember where she is, because her gaze wanders around in confusion until her eyes rest in me.
A beam illuminates her face and she looks at me lovingly.

"Y/N. I thought for a moment I had dreamed that..." She says in a hoarse, sleepy voice.
I shake my head and sink back into her arms, burying my face in her chest.
She wraps her arms around me and plants small kisses on my head while her hands scratch my back.

"I missed you so much, Y/N."
She says quietly and I notice that her heart is beating faster. She seems nervous.

I lift my head and look at her. She smiles nervously and her hands continue to roam my back, drawing nervous circles.
"What's wrong, Emily?" I ask and her nervousness infects me.
"Nothing, my Love. Nothing."
She says soothingly and pushes a strand of hair out of my face.

"I just wanted to....before the whole thing happened, I wanted...."
She leaves the sentence unfinished and her gaze wanders worriedly over my face, searching for something.
"I was so worried about you, sweetheart." She adds quietly.

I sit up carefully and turn my upper body towards her so that I can look at her properly and Emily also sits up.
We sit next to each other on my bed and look at each other for a moment.
There's a somewhat awkward silence and I see Emily starts to pick at her fingers.
I cup her hands in mine to stop her and my eyes search hers.
"I was scared too, Emily. Scared that I wouldn't see you again and that I'd never get around to telling you something..."

Emily tilts her head and looks at me with interest. Her attention is entirely mine.

"Before this whole thing happened, I had something planned..." I say, gathering all my courage.

Now or never.

"I wanted to tell you that the time with you meant so much to me and that you mean a lot to me."
The words pour out of my mouth like a waterfall.
I notice that my throat is scratchy and my chest hurts a little because I'm breathing so quickly, but I want to say this now.
"While I was in that basement, all I could think about was you and how I never told you how I felt... I was afraid I'd never be able to tell you..."