He was expecting to find a taller than average, dark haired, familiar female face, but Derek sure as hell wasn't expecting it to be Emily Prentiss. What was in actuality only a week's time felt like an eternity, even with Reid there. It had only been a couple of days that the genius had arrived on scene to Morgan's knowledge. Was all the BAU getting sucked into oblivion? It was getting more and more difficult to consider this all just a bad dream
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Emily, standing hands on hips, was trying to decide what exactly what she was supposed to be doing when she heard the voice from behind. It startled her a little but there was no mistaking just who it belonged to.
She turned, her expression the definition of confusion and disbelief. "Morgan?" And then her eyes widened as she got a good look at him, her confusion momentarily replaced by a look of sheer amusement. "Look at you!" She grinned, giving him a once-over in his Andy Griffith garb. "Wish I'd known this was a costume party."
She chuckled then, shaking her head at the outfit, feeling relatively certain he wouldn't take her teasing too seriously. He had been on the receiving end of it often enough. And vice versa. And it was nice to take a break from pondering this bizarre situation and have a laugh. Even if half her mind was wondering what on earth Morgan was doing there at all.
"Oh it's definitely you. All the compliments I got on this thing today and you wanna crack jokes." His tone was dry and scolding while his face was anything but. Derek grinned from ear to ear and hugged Emily while protesting. The moment was bittersweet. He had fought with himself all this time about what Peaksville really was and there was no mistaking the scent and sound of Emily Prentiss
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"Compliments? From who, Aunt Bee?" she asked, grinning. The hug came as a bit of a surprise but she didn't dwell on it too much, simply returning the friendly gesture in turn.
Her grin faded right along with his though, replaced by a slightly bewildered expression. 'We' got relocated? Seventeen days? She gave her head a shake
( ... )
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She turned, her expression the definition of confusion and disbelief. "Morgan?" And then her eyes widened as she got a good look at him, her confusion momentarily replaced by a look of sheer amusement. "Look at you!" She grinned, giving him a once-over in his Andy Griffith garb. "Wish I'd known this was a costume party."
She chuckled then, shaking her head at the outfit, feeling relatively certain he wouldn't take her teasing too seriously. He had been on the receiving end of it often enough. And vice versa. And it was nice to take a break from pondering this bizarre situation and have a laugh. Even if half her mind was wondering what on earth Morgan was doing there at all.
"Where on earth did you find that thing?"
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Her grin faded right along with his though, replaced by a slightly bewildered expression. 'We' got relocated? Seventeen days? She gave her head a shake ( ... )
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