Y/N has always known Emily, growing up together and bonding over shared trauma. Even going as far as going undercover for Interpol. After the 9 grueling years, she had given up on love, it would always lead to heartbreak even if it's a good guy. Tha...
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"To you everything's funny you got nothing to regret, I'd give all I have honey if you could stay like that"
You smiled as you held the girl close to your chest, watching her eyes flutter shut as she yawned, nuzzling closer to you. You placed a soft kiss on her forehead, playing with her hair as she slept. These were the memories that you missed, reading your daughter a bedtime story, and holding her. You kept her in a little bubble away from all of the hardship from the world you lived in.
"Y/N?" Emily's voice brought you out of your thoughts, you hummed, looking up at your best friend. "Come on, we need to talk" you sighed before nodding, releasing your grip on your daughter.
You followed Emily to the living room, shutting her door behind you. "Em, what is it?" You whispered trying not to wake the sleeping toddler. "I've been thinking about leaving London, especially since you told the BAU about the case, I mean you left out Bella but you told them"
"Em, I had to leave out Bella, I mean Spencer knows but he promised not to tell anyone. Please tell me she isn't in any of the files you sent." You bit your lip as you waited for her response, you weren't prepared for the judgemental stares for bringing a criminal's child into the world.
Emily stayed quiet, trying to figure out how to phrase it. "Technically she isn't, but they did say you were pregnant. It was only for them to use it as a weakness against him, I promise." Your breath hitched in your throat, looking back at your daughter's closed door.
"She is more than just a pawn in this little game. Emily, she's my daughter, he barely took care of her, he may be her biological father but that's it. He didn't once ask where she was once we moved to the states. How many times does she ask 'Where's daddy?' Hm Emily?" You rolled your eyes as you spoke.
"About the same amount of times as how often she asks where you are. You may not see him as her father but she still misses him, he may not have been there that often but she still loves him. The only reason why she hasn't asked now is because I told her that he was on a work trip so only mommy was coming to visit." Her words were hushed as she looked over at you.
You felt tears threatening to fall, the memories coming back.
"Hi princess" Devin cooed as he picked up the two-year-old that came running towards him. You laughed as you watched the pair, smiling softly as he walked over to you. He kissed you softly before muttering against your lips "I love you, my queen" "I love you too" you whispered.
You smiled before turning to stare out at the Paris skyline. His arm wrapping around your waist, your daughter clinging to his side, "Have I ever told you how fitting her name is?" You chuckled "You haven't, why is it fitting?" looking up at him as you answered his question. "Well, Bella means beautiful and she looks just like her mom" You felt heat rushing to your cheeks as he spoke. You hid your face in his chest, trying to hide the blush forming on your cheeks.
"Come on, it's past her bedtime" you reach for your daughter "I'll put her to bed love" he whispered before heading to her room. You sighed following him, leaning against the doorframe as he tucked her into bed. "Daddy, story!" He chuckled before grabbing one of the books off of her bookshelf, "Of course, princess" he smiled at you before, reading the book aloud to her.
Emily's hand brushing against your cheek pulls you back to reality, you sniffled "Sorry I just remembered something" She nodded and wiped your tears away. "Would you be fine if Bella and I moved to Virginia? We have no idea where Devin is, he could be in London for all we know."
"Em, it's up to you. If a spot opens up in the BAU then take it, but I don't think we can lie about Bella, she looks just like me" You chuckled softly, looking down at your lap. You wanted to call Spencer, to tell him the good news.
"But we need to catch up, starting with you and spencer." Emily gushed as she got up grabbing a bottle of wine and two glasses. You chuckled "Of course you want to know about my love life, as long as you tell me about those sneaky looks at JJ" A devious smile tugged at your lips as she poured the wine.
"I have no idea what you're talking about, y/n. But if you'll spill about Spencer then I guess I'll spill too" Taking a sip of the wine as she spoke. "Fine, we're friends that's all Em. I mean have I felt a spark? Of course, I have but, I'm afraid to fall in love again. I love him but as a friend"
Emily's eyebrows raised as you spoke "It's not just as a friend if you've felt a spark" You shook your head at her words, sipping at your wine. "It's not like I've had a good relationship with love, I mean he's the total opposite of Devin, for one their jobs, and their personalities are so different."
"Love, you were forced into that relationship with Devin, you learned to love him. You didn't have that spark when you first met." Emily expressed, her words urging you to finally accept the fate that you were falling for the boy genius of the BAU.
"What if he rejects me, I mean how is his relationship with love?" You questioned looking over at your best friend. "I wasn't there for this but uh, last year, he was talking with this girl for about a year, but she had a stalker so they never saw each other until it was too late. She was killed in front of him" She revealed, her voice was quiet, almost questioning if she should have told you.
"I- He never told me that-" You started getting interrupted by your phone ringing. You let out an ironic laugh as you saw that Spencer was calling you. "Speak of the devil" You muttered showing Emily the phone, she chuckled "Tell him how you feel"
You answered the phone "Hey Spence" frowning slightly as it wasn't Spencer's voice coming through "Y/n, Spencer's been shot he's heading to the hospital now, how soon can you get here" Derek's voice rang out across the room as you dropped the phone. Tears falling down your cheeks as you sobbed, Emily eventually picked up the phone.
"Morgan we'll be there as fast as we can, send us updates and the hospital's address" those were her last words before hanging up the phone.
