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

-38- we need to talk

TW: Selfharm
Talking about Depression, Anxiety,
Trauma
Panic Attack
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Emily's POV

"Thanks to Y/N's efforts, we found the missing student Chris Thompson in time, and he is doing well considering the circumstances.
JJ and Y/N were able to arrest the Unsub.
Without your psychological assessment and your sensitive manner, we probably wouldn't have solved the case so quickly.
Great job, Y/N."
I say as professionally as possible, but the pride brings tears to my eyes.
I smile gently at her and wink very briefly.

The team applauds and Y/N sinks into her chair, blush rises up her cheeks, but she smiles.
JJ, who is sitting next to her, strokes Y/N's back and beams all over her face, like a proud big sister.

"I'm going to sort out a few things with the police chief, you can go back to the hotel and get your things.
We're flying back home in 3 hours.
Great work, thank you all very much."
I smile at everyone on the team before the group breaks up.
Rossi pats me on the shoulder as we pass and Tara smiles at me.
When JJ and Y/N stand up, I rush towards them and hug my girlfriend tightly.

"So, how are you doing after successfully solving your first BAU case?"
I ask, putting my arms around her shoulders and holding her slightly away from me to look at her proudly.
"I'm fine. I hope I was able to help you."
She says modestly and bites her lip slightly.

"You were a great help, Angel. And so strong." I say and kiss her temple.
"That was a triggering case to start with and you handled it really well."
Y/n avoids my gaze, almost ashamed, and tugs at her long-sleeved shirt, hiding her fingers in it.

The movement doesn't escape my notice, I've noticed over the last few days that she's been hiding more, almost covering herself up.
That worries me and I think it's time to talk to her openly about it.

"I think..." I say and become serious for a moment as I continue to watch her fingers fidgeting.
"I think we both have something we should talk about, don't we?"
I look at her and she furrows her eyebrows uncertainly.
"What? Did I... did I do something wrong, Em?" She asks quietly and suddenly sounds very meek and sad as her hands tug more nervously at her shirt.
I take a shocked breath and shake my head firmly before I take her hands and squeeze them lovingly.
"No, Y/N, I want..."
At that moment, a police officer interrupts us and asks me to come with him for a final meeting with the boss.
I look back and forth between Y/N and him and it tears me up inside when I have to put Y/N off.

I have to explain this to her, she mustn't think that she made a mistake.
I'm just worried.
I don't want her to shut me out and deal with all this on her own.
But the job calls and I can't put our relationship ahead so obviously and publicly. Just because our team is celebrating our relationship so much doesn't mean that everyone else is so excited about this information.
Relationships between agents aren't welcome, but between a psychologist and the unit Chief? I guess that's even worse.
That could get us both into professional trouble and I can't do that to her.

"We'll talk more in a minute, okay, Angel?
Please wait here for me, I'll be right back." She nods slowly and I stroke her cheek briefly before following the police officer out of the room.

Y/N's POV

I watch Emily through a veil of tears as she disappears into an office with the police officer.
My heart feels like someone is trying to crush it and everything inside me is screaming.