Double Take 6/?
Title: Double Take 6/?
Author: Maggsie! (me)
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pairing: Emily/JJ
Rating: 15
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not own any of the characters
AN: Thank you for all your amazing feedback!
AN2: I want to thank Darkbard0 being a kick ass beta and being my inspiration.
Summary: It's been 14 months and the unbreakable Jennifer Jareau is hellbent on self-destruction. Who will catch her when she falls?
X X X
After their kiss in the kitchen, Emily sat in her car outside her former home just watching as the last light went off in the bedroom upstairs. It had been an almost an hour since she had walked out of there, and the brunette couldn't bring herself to drive off. All she could think about was what life had been like before she had thrown it all away.
The weekend mornings where they would lay in bed, just enjoying each other until Henry decided it was time to wake them up. The daily routine of getting Henry ready before the babysitter came around, while trying to get ready themselves. The lazy afternoons spent as a family on the couch, just watching a film, or one of Henry's favourite programmes on the TV, as they snuggled up together.
Yes, it was the little things that Emily missed the most, and it was because of these that she asked herself every day, why she had done what she did. The answer was simple, it was to keep her family safe, and if there had been any other way to go around it, she would have. But there was no choice; her family always came first even while she was away. And it was because of this, she was back.
As soon as Hotch had told her about JJ, she had dropped everything. But nothing had changed since she had been back, and she didn't know where to begin with making everything right again, but what she did know, was that it was down to her to earn the trust of JJ again. But after their kiss, she wondered whether she was on the right path or not.
Running her thumb along her bottom lip, a small smile spread across her face. And with one last glance at the house for the night, she turned the key and put her foot on the gas before pulling off. What she didn't see was the car following slowly behind.
It was only a mile in to her journey; back to Morgan's that she noticed that something could be wrong. The car behind her, she had noticed had been following her ever since she had left JJ's house. And not only that, but the lights were on dim, when it was pitch black. Testing it out, she took the next right, and as she guessed the car also took the right.
Starting to get worried, she pulled her phone out of her coat pocket and quickly pressed speed dial 3. After two rings, Morgan's voice came over the line.
"It's Morgan."
"Morgan it's Emily. I haven't got time for you to talk, I just need you to listen. I have a guy following me in a red SUV, and he's been doing it ever since I left JJ's-"
"Prentiss, slow down."
"He's also got his lights dimmed, and now I'm not sure what to do. I can't come back to yours because then he'll know where I'm staying if it is who I think it is-"
Her conversation was cut off by a sudden smash in to the driver's side. The shock sent Emily swerving and she struggled to stay in control of the car. Gripping on to the wheel with both hands, her cell landed at her feet as another shunt sent her veering to the left. Turning her head to the right, all she saw was blacked out windows, no sight of the person hidden behind them.
Trying to think of what she should do, she slammed on her brakes, hoping somehow that she could get away, but she had no such luck, as the SUV slammed its brakes on too before reversing back straight in to her. The shunt sent Emily's head snapping back, and as she rubbed her neck with her hand, she didn't notice the second car heading straight in to the side of her car.
Before she knew it her car was rolling down the embankment, and after a few rolls the car finally came to a stop at the bottom on its roof. All she could hear was silence except Morgan's voice carrying through her cell before it all went black.
x x x
"PRENTISS!"
Morgan shouted down the phone, as he paced up and down in his living room. All he heard was the unmistakeable sound of metal crunching. Fearing the worst he slammed down his phone and grabbed his coat before walking out of his door. Not wanting to waste a second he jumped in to his car and veered off with his blue lights flashing.
Inside he was hoping that she had taken the usual route from JJ's to his own house, figuring that he might be able to find her on the way there. On the outside, he looked like a hard man who was bursting with anger. His knuckles were turning white as he clenched on to the steering wheel. He was looking from side to side, looking for any sign of his best friend. Inside though was completely different; to say he was a mess was an understatement. The profiler could feel the fear rising in his stomach, and he couldn't help but fear the worst. He had to prepare himself for what he might see, especially with the job they had.
Emily couldn't be dead, not after everything she had been through over the last couple of years. He'd be damned if she left her family now, but this time for good. Morgan would do everything in his power to make sure that Emily returned to her family. The brunette and JJ belonged together, everyone could see it. The blonde just had to see it again, and he was determined to make her see it.
Morgan knew he should be a little angry with Emily for just leaving and not telling anyone, except Hotch who he had found out about only this morning. Somewhere deep inside, he wished it was him that had known, but he wasn't sure whether he would have been able to keep it from JJ. After all, even though Emily was his best friend, the blonde was more like a little sister, so he was kind of glad he hadn't known.
His frustration growing as he neared JJ's place, he slammed his fist in to the steering wheel in anger. All he kept thinking was that Emily could be dead right now, and that hit him hard. Harder than anything ever had. He wasn't the kind of guy who cried, but right then, he found himself nearly on the verge of tears.
But something then caught his attention, as he saw something in the distance to his right. Slamming on his breaks he did a U-turn in the middle of the road, beeping for people to get out of the way. Pulling on the handbrake, he got out of his car faster than he ever had, slamming the door behind him. As he ran down the embankment towards the wrecked car, he felt another shot of fear go through him. The car was on its roof, and smoke was beginning to come from the bonnet.
Immediately going in to FBI mode, he ran to the driver's side and smashed through the window with his elbow. Morgan found himself grimacing, as he saw the blood trickling down the side of Emily's face.
"Emily!"
The profiler shouted, trying to wake her up. At the very least she was going to have concussion when she came to. Reaching through, and being careful of the glass, he reached across and undid her seat belt. Morgan put his hands under Emily's arms and pulled her out through the window. When he'd pulled her out, he lifted her out and carried her further up the bank. Settling the brunette down on his lap, he pulled out his phone and dialled 911 for an ambulance. After being told it would be there in a few minutes, he cradled Emily's face in his hands.
"Emily, girl, please wake up! You have so much to live for and to fight for. We need you to get your family back, and the only way to do that is to wake up!"
As if on cue, the brunette's eyes fluttered open and Morgan couldn't help the grin that spread across his face. Emily looked around in confusion before fixing on Morgan's face. Before she was about to speak, Morgan placed his finger on Emily's lips, stopping her from talking.
"Sshhh Prentiss don't talk. You've had an accident but an ambulance is on its way."
Emily nodded softly, and they just lay there in the grass until the ambulance finally turned up. As they loaded the brunette on to the gurney and in to the ambulance, Morgan held her hand the entire time. He wasn't sure what had happened, but by the look of the car, Emily was lucky to be alive. And as the doors were shut, Morgan saw the blue lights of the police turned up. No doubt that they would stop by the hospital later to get a statement from Emily.
A thought hit him suddenly as they rode to the hospital, that even though they weren't together JJ should know what had happened. Knowing the best person to break it to her, he immediately was on the phone to one Penelope Garcia.
"What do you mean Emily has been in an accident?"
The quirky blonde shouted so loud down the phone, that Morgan had to pull the phone away from his ear. He could feel Emily's eyes boring in to him, and he squeezed her hand in return.
"By the looks of it, Emily's car has been ran off the road. We're on the way to the hospital now. By the looks of it, she hasn't got any major injuries, just some scratches and bruises, and most likely concussion. I need you to let JJ know."
There was silence on the other end of the line, something that Morgan had never heard with Garcia before. He looked to Emily, who was scowling and shaking her head at him. Okay, maybe it hadn't been the brightest idea, but he thought that JJ deserved to know.
"Okay, I'll go round. Anything for you my hunk of chocolate."
Morgan couldn't help the low chuckle that escaped his lips. His best friend was currently lying on a gurney on the way to the hospital, but Garcia could always brighten the mood in any situation.
"Thank you baby girl, I'll see you at the hospital."
x x x
Garcia hesitated just as she was about to knock on JJ's door. She wasn't sure how she was supposed to approach this. How the hell do you tell your best friend that her ex-wife is in hospital and that she needs to be there? Taking a deep breath, she knocked hard on the door. Garcia knew that JJ would most likely already be in bed, but it didn't matter, in her eyes this was an emergency.
"JJ, open up!"
A couple of minutes, and a few knocks later, the blonde finally opened the door. Garcia's eyes widened as she saw the sight of JJ in front of her. Her gorgeous blonde hair was sticking out all over the place, her makeup was smudged all around her eyes and she was in a way too big t-shirt with pj bottoms.
"Get dressed, we need to go to the hospital."
Garcia exclaimed, as she walked past JJ in to her home. She stopped in the middle of the family room before turning round to face the blonde, who had a bewildered look on her face. Garcia thought that honesty was the best policy.
"What are you doing just standing there? Get dressed, we need to get to the hospital."
"Garcia, what are you talking about?"
JJ asked, a confused look on her face. She wasn't sure what was going on, but Garcia was starting to scare her a little bit. Plus, she had one of the worst headaches she had ever had. This wasn't turning out to be a good night, and it didn't look like it was about to end well either. She watched as her crazy friend let out a loud sigh.
"I'm not sure how to tell you this, and I'm sorry it's me, but Emily had an accident about an hour ago. Morgan think she's been run off the road on the way home, and now she's in an ambulance on the way to the hospital."
The quirky blonde explained, not even taking a breath as it spilled out of her. What she didn't expect was to see JJ cross her arms with an angry look on her face. What she had expected was for JJ to go running in to the bedroom to get changed so they could rush to the hospital.
"I'm not going, I don't want to see her."
Garcia went to talk, but JJ stopped her by raising her hand. If Garcia was honest with herself, she didn't really like this JJ.
"She broke me Garcia, she physically broke me. She pretended to be dead for fucks sake! She said she loved me, that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with me, we made vows! But it meant nothing to her, absolutely nothing! So no, I am not going to go to the hospital to see her."
The technical analyst stood there as all this anger spewed out of her best friends mouth. She knew JJ was angry, but she didn't realise how angry she really was. But had JJ even thought about Emily's feelings in all this?
"You're being fucking selfish JJ."
JJ's eyes widened. She had never heard Garcia swear before in her life, and to say she was shocked was an understatement. She had never seen her best friend so angry with her, and to be honest, it scared JJ a little. The blonde sat down, to what she was expected to be a riot from Garcia.
"Did you ever think about Emily in all of this JJ? Did you think about how hard it would have been for Emily to come back, to face you and the people that were after her in the first place? They ran her off the road JJ, for fucks sake! She's back for you, to try and get you back on track."
"There's nothing wrong with me-"
"Oh, look in the mirror JJ, you look a fucking mess. You haven't been right since she left. It's about time somebody told you the truth, and it looks like it has to be me."
Garcia took in a deep breath as she looked in to her best friends eyes. She really didn't want to do this, but she needed to. JJ was living in a world that was self destructive and it had to stop. If not for herself, then it needed to be done for Henry. Emily had risked everything to come back for JJ, and it was time in Garcia's eyes, for that to be recognised.
"You've been non-stop drinking, bringing back whores to your house where your son is sleeping. My God JJ, did you ever think what the effect could be on Henry? She's your wife, and you were off sleeping with random women, what after only a few months? No offence JJ, but that's disgusting. Why did you do it? What good did you think it would do?"
The reply was instantaneous and it caught Garcia off guard as tears dripped down her best friend's cheeks.
"I missed her so fucking much, okay? She was all I could think about every minute of every day. I missed her touch, the way she smelt, how soft her lips were and how her skin felt under my fingertips. But it wasn't just the physical I missed, it was everything. I just missed her okay, and I just needed that connection with someone even if it was only for a few hours. I love her, and I just- I just missed her like crazy, and now she's back, and I don't know to handle it. I just don't know how."
JJ sobbed, and Garcia was immediately at her side, wrapping an arm around her friend. It hurt, but it was something that JJ obviously needed to get out, and she wasn't sure if the blonde had meant it, but Garcia clearly heard that her best friend still loved Emily. There was still hope.
"JJ, honey, I know you're hurting, and believe me I didn't want to put this on you, but you really need to come to hospital. I think it'll be good for both of you."
The blonde nodded softly, and Garcia watched as JJ walked in to bedroom a mess, but came back out looking fresh and Garcia wasn't sure but she could have sworn she could feel a change in JJ already. Clasping JJ's hand she pulled her out of the house and in to the car. She knew Henry was looked after by JJ's mom, so she had no hesitation in taking the blonde. Before she drove off though, a soft whisper interrupted her thoughts.
"I love her so much, but I can't help hating her."
Author: Maggsie! (me)
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pairing: Emily/JJ
Rating: 15
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not own any of the characters
AN: Thank you for all your amazing feedback!
AN2: I want to thank Darkbard0 being a kick ass beta and being my inspiration.
Summary: It's been 14 months and the unbreakable Jennifer Jareau is hellbent on self-destruction. Who will catch her when she falls?
X X X
After their kiss in the kitchen, Emily sat in her car outside her former home just watching as the last light went off in the bedroom upstairs. It had been an almost an hour since she had walked out of there, and the brunette couldn't bring herself to drive off. All she could think about was what life had been like before she had thrown it all away.
The weekend mornings where they would lay in bed, just enjoying each other until Henry decided it was time to wake them up. The daily routine of getting Henry ready before the babysitter came around, while trying to get ready themselves. The lazy afternoons spent as a family on the couch, just watching a film, or one of Henry's favourite programmes on the TV, as they snuggled up together.
Yes, it was the little things that Emily missed the most, and it was because of these that she asked herself every day, why she had done what she did. The answer was simple, it was to keep her family safe, and if there had been any other way to go around it, she would have. But there was no choice; her family always came first even while she was away. And it was because of this, she was back.
As soon as Hotch had told her about JJ, she had dropped everything. But nothing had changed since she had been back, and she didn't know where to begin with making everything right again, but what she did know, was that it was down to her to earn the trust of JJ again. But after their kiss, she wondered whether she was on the right path or not.
Running her thumb along her bottom lip, a small smile spread across her face. And with one last glance at the house for the night, she turned the key and put her foot on the gas before pulling off. What she didn't see was the car following slowly behind.
It was only a mile in to her journey; back to Morgan's that she noticed that something could be wrong. The car behind her, she had noticed had been following her ever since she had left JJ's house. And not only that, but the lights were on dim, when it was pitch black. Testing it out, she took the next right, and as she guessed the car also took the right.
Starting to get worried, she pulled her phone out of her coat pocket and quickly pressed speed dial 3. After two rings, Morgan's voice came over the line.
"It's Morgan."
"Morgan it's Emily. I haven't got time for you to talk, I just need you to listen. I have a guy following me in a red SUV, and he's been doing it ever since I left JJ's-"
"Prentiss, slow down."
"He's also got his lights dimmed, and now I'm not sure what to do. I can't come back to yours because then he'll know where I'm staying if it is who I think it is-"
Her conversation was cut off by a sudden smash in to the driver's side. The shock sent Emily swerving and she struggled to stay in control of the car. Gripping on to the wheel with both hands, her cell landed at her feet as another shunt sent her veering to the left. Turning her head to the right, all she saw was blacked out windows, no sight of the person hidden behind them.
Trying to think of what she should do, she slammed on her brakes, hoping somehow that she could get away, but she had no such luck, as the SUV slammed its brakes on too before reversing back straight in to her. The shunt sent Emily's head snapping back, and as she rubbed her neck with her hand, she didn't notice the second car heading straight in to the side of her car.
Before she knew it her car was rolling down the embankment, and after a few rolls the car finally came to a stop at the bottom on its roof. All she could hear was silence except Morgan's voice carrying through her cell before it all went black.
x x x
"PRENTISS!"
Morgan shouted down the phone, as he paced up and down in his living room. All he heard was the unmistakeable sound of metal crunching. Fearing the worst he slammed down his phone and grabbed his coat before walking out of his door. Not wanting to waste a second he jumped in to his car and veered off with his blue lights flashing.
Inside he was hoping that she had taken the usual route from JJ's to his own house, figuring that he might be able to find her on the way there. On the outside, he looked like a hard man who was bursting with anger. His knuckles were turning white as he clenched on to the steering wheel. He was looking from side to side, looking for any sign of his best friend. Inside though was completely different; to say he was a mess was an understatement. The profiler could feel the fear rising in his stomach, and he couldn't help but fear the worst. He had to prepare himself for what he might see, especially with the job they had.
Emily couldn't be dead, not after everything she had been through over the last couple of years. He'd be damned if she left her family now, but this time for good. Morgan would do everything in his power to make sure that Emily returned to her family. The brunette and JJ belonged together, everyone could see it. The blonde just had to see it again, and he was determined to make her see it.
Morgan knew he should be a little angry with Emily for just leaving and not telling anyone, except Hotch who he had found out about only this morning. Somewhere deep inside, he wished it was him that had known, but he wasn't sure whether he would have been able to keep it from JJ. After all, even though Emily was his best friend, the blonde was more like a little sister, so he was kind of glad he hadn't known.
His frustration growing as he neared JJ's place, he slammed his fist in to the steering wheel in anger. All he kept thinking was that Emily could be dead right now, and that hit him hard. Harder than anything ever had. He wasn't the kind of guy who cried, but right then, he found himself nearly on the verge of tears.
But something then caught his attention, as he saw something in the distance to his right. Slamming on his breaks he did a U-turn in the middle of the road, beeping for people to get out of the way. Pulling on the handbrake, he got out of his car faster than he ever had, slamming the door behind him. As he ran down the embankment towards the wrecked car, he felt another shot of fear go through him. The car was on its roof, and smoke was beginning to come from the bonnet.
Immediately going in to FBI mode, he ran to the driver's side and smashed through the window with his elbow. Morgan found himself grimacing, as he saw the blood trickling down the side of Emily's face.
"Emily!"
The profiler shouted, trying to wake her up. At the very least she was going to have concussion when she came to. Reaching through, and being careful of the glass, he reached across and undid her seat belt. Morgan put his hands under Emily's arms and pulled her out through the window. When he'd pulled her out, he lifted her out and carried her further up the bank. Settling the brunette down on his lap, he pulled out his phone and dialled 911 for an ambulance. After being told it would be there in a few minutes, he cradled Emily's face in his hands.
"Emily, girl, please wake up! You have so much to live for and to fight for. We need you to get your family back, and the only way to do that is to wake up!"
As if on cue, the brunette's eyes fluttered open and Morgan couldn't help the grin that spread across his face. Emily looked around in confusion before fixing on Morgan's face. Before she was about to speak, Morgan placed his finger on Emily's lips, stopping her from talking.
"Sshhh Prentiss don't talk. You've had an accident but an ambulance is on its way."
Emily nodded softly, and they just lay there in the grass until the ambulance finally turned up. As they loaded the brunette on to the gurney and in to the ambulance, Morgan held her hand the entire time. He wasn't sure what had happened, but by the look of the car, Emily was lucky to be alive. And as the doors were shut, Morgan saw the blue lights of the police turned up. No doubt that they would stop by the hospital later to get a statement from Emily.
A thought hit him suddenly as they rode to the hospital, that even though they weren't together JJ should know what had happened. Knowing the best person to break it to her, he immediately was on the phone to one Penelope Garcia.
"What do you mean Emily has been in an accident?"
The quirky blonde shouted so loud down the phone, that Morgan had to pull the phone away from his ear. He could feel Emily's eyes boring in to him, and he squeezed her hand in return.
"By the looks of it, Emily's car has been ran off the road. We're on the way to the hospital now. By the looks of it, she hasn't got any major injuries, just some scratches and bruises, and most likely concussion. I need you to let JJ know."
There was silence on the other end of the line, something that Morgan had never heard with Garcia before. He looked to Emily, who was scowling and shaking her head at him. Okay, maybe it hadn't been the brightest idea, but he thought that JJ deserved to know.
"Okay, I'll go round. Anything for you my hunk of chocolate."
Morgan couldn't help the low chuckle that escaped his lips. His best friend was currently lying on a gurney on the way to the hospital, but Garcia could always brighten the mood in any situation.
"Thank you baby girl, I'll see you at the hospital."
x x x
Garcia hesitated just as she was about to knock on JJ's door. She wasn't sure how she was supposed to approach this. How the hell do you tell your best friend that her ex-wife is in hospital and that she needs to be there? Taking a deep breath, she knocked hard on the door. Garcia knew that JJ would most likely already be in bed, but it didn't matter, in her eyes this was an emergency.
"JJ, open up!"
A couple of minutes, and a few knocks later, the blonde finally opened the door. Garcia's eyes widened as she saw the sight of JJ in front of her. Her gorgeous blonde hair was sticking out all over the place, her makeup was smudged all around her eyes and she was in a way too big t-shirt with pj bottoms.
"Get dressed, we need to go to the hospital."
Garcia exclaimed, as she walked past JJ in to her home. She stopped in the middle of the family room before turning round to face the blonde, who had a bewildered look on her face. Garcia thought that honesty was the best policy.
"What are you doing just standing there? Get dressed, we need to get to the hospital."
"Garcia, what are you talking about?"
JJ asked, a confused look on her face. She wasn't sure what was going on, but Garcia was starting to scare her a little bit. Plus, she had one of the worst headaches she had ever had. This wasn't turning out to be a good night, and it didn't look like it was about to end well either. She watched as her crazy friend let out a loud sigh.
"I'm not sure how to tell you this, and I'm sorry it's me, but Emily had an accident about an hour ago. Morgan think she's been run off the road on the way home, and now she's in an ambulance on the way to the hospital."
The quirky blonde explained, not even taking a breath as it spilled out of her. What she didn't expect was to see JJ cross her arms with an angry look on her face. What she had expected was for JJ to go running in to the bedroom to get changed so they could rush to the hospital.
"I'm not going, I don't want to see her."
Garcia went to talk, but JJ stopped her by raising her hand. If Garcia was honest with herself, she didn't really like this JJ.
"She broke me Garcia, she physically broke me. She pretended to be dead for fucks sake! She said she loved me, that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with me, we made vows! But it meant nothing to her, absolutely nothing! So no, I am not going to go to the hospital to see her."
The technical analyst stood there as all this anger spewed out of her best friends mouth. She knew JJ was angry, but she didn't realise how angry she really was. But had JJ even thought about Emily's feelings in all this?
"You're being fucking selfish JJ."
JJ's eyes widened. She had never heard Garcia swear before in her life, and to say she was shocked was an understatement. She had never seen her best friend so angry with her, and to be honest, it scared JJ a little. The blonde sat down, to what she was expected to be a riot from Garcia.
"Did you ever think about Emily in all of this JJ? Did you think about how hard it would have been for Emily to come back, to face you and the people that were after her in the first place? They ran her off the road JJ, for fucks sake! She's back for you, to try and get you back on track."
"There's nothing wrong with me-"
"Oh, look in the mirror JJ, you look a fucking mess. You haven't been right since she left. It's about time somebody told you the truth, and it looks like it has to be me."
Garcia took in a deep breath as she looked in to her best friends eyes. She really didn't want to do this, but she needed to. JJ was living in a world that was self destructive and it had to stop. If not for herself, then it needed to be done for Henry. Emily had risked everything to come back for JJ, and it was time in Garcia's eyes, for that to be recognised.
"You've been non-stop drinking, bringing back whores to your house where your son is sleeping. My God JJ, did you ever think what the effect could be on Henry? She's your wife, and you were off sleeping with random women, what after only a few months? No offence JJ, but that's disgusting. Why did you do it? What good did you think it would do?"
The reply was instantaneous and it caught Garcia off guard as tears dripped down her best friend's cheeks.
"I missed her so fucking much, okay? She was all I could think about every minute of every day. I missed her touch, the way she smelt, how soft her lips were and how her skin felt under my fingertips. But it wasn't just the physical I missed, it was everything. I just missed her okay, and I just needed that connection with someone even if it was only for a few hours. I love her, and I just- I just missed her like crazy, and now she's back, and I don't know to handle it. I just don't know how."
JJ sobbed, and Garcia was immediately at her side, wrapping an arm around her friend. It hurt, but it was something that JJ obviously needed to get out, and she wasn't sure if the blonde had meant it, but Garcia clearly heard that her best friend still loved Emily. There was still hope.
"JJ, honey, I know you're hurting, and believe me I didn't want to put this on you, but you really need to come to hospital. I think it'll be good for both of you."
The blonde nodded softly, and Garcia watched as JJ walked in to bedroom a mess, but came back out looking fresh and Garcia wasn't sure but she could have sworn she could feel a change in JJ already. Clasping JJ's hand she pulled her out of the house and in to the car. She knew Henry was looked after by JJ's mom, so she had no hesitation in taking the blonde. Before she drove off though, a soft whisper interrupted her thoughts.
"I love her so much, but I can't help hating her."