Hidden life

Troubled teen part two

⚠️ trigger warning it's criminal minds⚠️
They knew it couldn't be Nathan he was in custody when the third victim showed up.

(The next morning at a new crime scene)
Sirens and police sweepers the scene for evidence and photos as Emily crouched down to pick the victim purse and find anything that could ID the victim. "It says failrule." Emily said looking at the body where the word 'failure' was carved raggedly into the torso. She opened the purse and took out the licence in the little plastic card holder. She twitched her head reading the age and took a breath. "She was only 16" she confirmed to the rest of the team behind her. Derek and Arron moved closer to the body hearing the trembling in Emily's voice at she pushed from her knees to stand slowly. Reid watched as she slowly stood again and swayed slightly. The others didn't seem to pick up on it but he sure did, as he walked over to her and held an arm out so that she could lean on. "Thank you." She mouthed to him and he nodded.
"He's getting angrier and blaming the police for not stopping his impulses." Derek said crouching down to get a better look at the victims body.  "Certanly not cooling off between kills anymore." Reid said still keeping his eye on Emily as she stood straight away from Reid's support.
"Which means we are looking at whole lot bodies." Derek siad concern in his voice.
"Meanwhile in two days congresswoman Styers is gonna stand at the Capitol a declared DC crime freit." Arron said knowingly that Emily was behind him.
"What did she want with you the other day anyway?" She asked, he turned his head sharply hearing her voice.
"That was a pirvate conversation." He said in a standoffish tone. Emily looked at him and nodded sensing his tension towards her. "Right, Of course."  She turns to look away from him but he watched her for a second longer. "I guess we know NAthat Harris is not our unsub." Derek said to Reid.
"Should we call Gideon and tell him not to bother with eval?" Emily asked not looking at Arron directly but asking him. "No, he wants to understand what's happening to him... He deserves to know." Reid said walking over.

(Arrons office)
Arron walks to his office with Emily training behind him as he opens the door. "Have a seat." He said closing the door behind her as she took a sit. She watched him sit behind his desk her headache starting as he sat. "I don't appreciate being questioned in front of other agents." He siad crossing his fingers together. She shock her head detesting. "It was not my intention. I'm sorry." She said nodding her head truthfully. He clears at her. "What were you talking to congresswoman steyer about the other day?" She looked at him looking away from him in disbelief. "She stopped by to say hello. She worked with my mother, so I've known her since I was a kid." Arron just went straight to the point. "Did you tip her off about this case?" She glared at him at the accusation offered. Her head pounding she blinked it away hard. "No!"
He looked as she raised her hand to her temple as she soothed it. " team can't function if I don't trust the people on it."
"Sir, if I touched a nerve out there today, I'm sorry, but I don't deserve this." She said shaking her head again. "You mysteriously showed up at the bau after one of my team members was involved in a questionable sh**ting."
She shock her head hard at what he was accusing her off and this sparked her headache to a full blow migraine. "Right!" She said staring at him.
"You've done good work. I'm not questioning that.But I will not put up with a political agenda." She tilted her head at him and rolled her eyes knowing she'd have to get venerable to him. "My mother's a career politician. You worked with her.Did you like her?" She said harshly in a tone that said she personally didn't. "She's an impressive woman." Emily huffed and shock her head disagreeing
"Well, I think politics makes people distrustful.I think it makes them hate themselves.I think it tears families apart and damages people." Arron head raised at her venerability "So if there's nothing else, I would like to get back out on the street and find out who's k*lling these women." She said being to stand.
"Sir.!" She said walking out the office. As she walked away her heart raced bringing to pulsate. Reid watched her as he walked over to Gideon's office something obviously had upset her he thought as he went into Gideon's office. "Have you reached a conclusion about nathan harris yet?" Reid asked as Gideon raised his head from the desk. "Profiles and evaluations are an inexact science." He said.
"But your professional opinion?" Reid said wanting Gideon's thoughts.
"Not a question of whether he ends up k*lling someone. It's when." Gideon said as Reid looked down and backs out of his office not liking his answer. 

(An hour later)
emily walked to the disabled toilet that was had some privacy. Emily locked the door behind her phone on the sink as she watched her hands tremble, she looked in the mirror the fear in her eyes glazed over her eyes heavy and sluggish. She took long deep breaths trying to fight the dizzy sensation that she knew all to well. She decided to lower herself to the ground as her heart pounded in her ears. She should've brought her bag with her but she was too angry she just be-lined it to the only place she could have privacy in the office. "Your okay Emily, it's going to be okay." She whispered to herself as she laid down waiting for it to happen. It took less than a minute before the edges of her vision when black and white. Then it engulfed her like a wave.

Arron walked out of his office and walked to the railing looking down the bullpen. He looked around but couldn't see Emily. He looked over at Reid who was working on reports. "Reid! Have you seen Prentiss?" He asked voice husky. Reid looked up at his boss then to Emily's desk just opposite his. He pursed his lip pencil like and shock his head. "No sorry Hotch last I saw of her was when she stormed out your office an hour ago." Reid replied. Arron just shrugged. "Well if you see her tell her I need that report by the end of the day!" He said closing his office door. Reid couldn't nag the feeling in his gut that something was wrong. He liked out his phone and it went straight to voicemail. "Hmm." He said standing up.
"Where would I go if I wasn't feeling great?" He asked himself. The bathrooms seemed to be the only place he could think so he wondered over dialling Emily's number trying to listen out for it. After getting nothing he rounded the corner to the disabled bathroom. There when he heard her ring tone. He knocked on the door. "Emily you in there?" He asked voice washing in concern.

Emily's eyes fluttered. A ringing noice rang as she blinked trying to focus her fuzziness in her vision. She turned her head to the noise, but panic set in when her limbs were still numb. "Shit!" She said to herself trying to will her arm to move but failing to do so.

Reid waited for her to reply but got nothing.
"Emily I need to know if you're in there and are okay. If I don't get an answer I'm picking the lock and coming in." He said his voice sharp as he looked up and then back down to the door.

Reid! Reid was outside. But she wasn't fully awake just yet her brain was trying to catch up and this time it was talking a little longer than usual. She managed to wiggle her fingers but nothing more than that. He knocked again. Then she heard the door handle and lock giggled and open.

Reid stood there for a split second. Shocked he saw Emily lying on the bathroom floor arms and legs splayed out awkwardly as her body twisted in two angles. He snapped out of his shock taking his jacket off and running over to her kneeling next to her.

"Em, what happened?" He asked. He already knew but wanted to make sure she was coming round.
Emily blinked as Reid lifted her head from the floor and placed his jacket under her head. Her eyes were open but glazed as she blinked up at him. She tried again to move but couldn't. Reid could see her frustration, he grabbed her and rolled her onto her side into the recovery position. He rubbed circles with his thumb on the back of her hand. "It's okay, just try focusing on your breathing for me." He said as he noticed her chest was rising up and down but not normal, almost like she was holding her breath in between inhaling.

Emily looked up at him face confused. "Re...d" she slurred voice shaking as she singled her fingers again. He looked down to see her fingers moving.
"Can you feel this?" He asked pinching her hand gently. She nodded slightly l. "Okay good. Do you need to sit up or do you need to stay here blink two you up one for down." He instructed.
Emily blinked twice. Reid moved slightly as he very slowly raised Emily and allowed her to lean against him. "Is this okay?"
"Ye..h good." She said slight less sluggish.

They sat there like that for five minutes until Emily's body got feeling back in it. And Reid was satisfied that she was fully conscious and alert.