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A Dangerous Game Ch 8

Emily Prentiss x reader warnings: language, alcohol consumption, more detailed BAU case work/in the field/unsub interactions. Smut hinted at.

Emily stirred in her sleep, letting out a little groan as she rolled over, shivering in the heavy air conditioning of the hotel room. She searched for your body for a moment before realizing you weren’t in the bed, she was about to let it slide figuring you were in the bathroom when she heard you swear quietly, swiping your phone off the bedside table and her eyes cracked open.

“Where the fuck are you going?” She asked, taking in your frame, clearly dressed, although in a pair of shorts, a hoodie tugged over your body, flip flops on your feet.

“The beach around the corner.” You muttered back.

“It’s still dark out.” She grumbled, “what happened to you being a late sleeper?”

“Guess there’s something in the air down here.”

“Yeah it’s called fucking humidity.” She dropped back into the pillows, “seriously, why are you up?”

“You ever seen a Florida sunrise?”

“No.” She tugged the blanket tighter around her, burrowing into the pillows, “come back to bed.”

“Or you could come with me.” You laughed softly, “you’re already awake.”

“Give me one good reason.” She cracked open an eye to glare in your general direction and you laughed again.

“Best sunrise you’ll ever see.” You offered, “and I already put in a takeout order, breakfast sandwich and coffee that’s on the way.”

“Yeah, for yourself.”

“I doubled the order, figured I’d bring it back to you after.”

Emily surveyed you for a moment, she knew she’d have to be up for work within the next couple of hours, and without you in the bed she might end up not being able to get back to sleep. She reasoned with herself that she’d be too worried about you being out there on your own before tossing the blankets back and taking a couple of minutes to get herself ready before following you out of the hotel room.

She swore she was still half asleep as she followed you the half block to one of the few places open, quickly picking up coffee and breakfast. It was pure instinct that she took your hand when you reached behind you to guide her in what way to go, gently pulling her across the street in the direction of the ocean. Your eyes swept across the sand, empty aside from a few birds here and there before you spotted a piece of driftwood, kicking your flip flops off before scooping them up and wandering in that direction. You settled in front of the driftwood and Emily did the same, resting back against it before she finally took a sip of coffee and let out a satisfied moan. The beach was still dark, the tiniest glow coming from the sky illuminating the ocean while you unwrapped your sandwich and Emily followed suit, if she was forced to be up this early, she was at least going to indulge.

“Oh my god…” She practically moaned over a full mouth of food and you let out a loud laugh, “this is fucking amazing.”

“Told you.” You glanced her way, a wicked grin on your face, nudging at her shoulder, “you really think I wouldn’t know all the secrets? This was home for a very long time.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever had breakfast this good!”

“I miss it at least once a week.” You murmured before leaning into her once again, “and how about that?”

She glanced up towards the skyline, watching the way the sun began to break the horizon, the water sparkling in front of her, colours dancing in the sky and she had never seen something so beautiful. It started off in multiple muted shades of blue as light began to shine its way into a new day, a cloud popping up here or there as oranges and yellows took over the sky. The light glittered through the air and Emily glanced down at you, her breath catching in her throat at the way the beams illuminated your skin, the little happy smile on your cheeks, the way your eyes sparkled in the morning sun. The ocean peacefully rocked against the sand, birds beginning to wake, bringing more noise to the morning as the colours in the sky morphed to a gorgeous pink and purple while the sun broke through the horizon. You let out a happy sigh, fully leaning against her shoulder and you let out a little hum when Emily’s hand tangled with yours.

“It’s gorgeous.” She murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head.

“The best way to start a day.” You muttered back, your eyes remaining on the horizon until the sun was fully in the sky, golden rays breaking through the air and you let out a little huff, your hand finally dropping Emily’s as you shifted to stand, “we should probably head in.”

“Yeah…” Her voice stuttered as you helped her up to standing, a warm smile on your cheeks, for a moment she thought you were about to slip back into work mode but your hand slid into hers as you walked back to the hotel. And she smiled brightly as the two of you waited for a light to change, her hand cupping your cheek while she kissed you softly, the playful smile echoing on your cheeks as you returned the kiss before crossing the street. It was something new, something nice, to be alone while away from home, without the rest of the team around you didn’t have to sneak around to find Vegas, it simply existed all around you. You didn’t have the usual worry, having to look around before even touching one another, as far as you were concerned the only eyes on you were ones of strangers passing by.

Scott Dewald.

You finally had a fucking name. A proper and actual, legal name that matched with your unsub. Getting into the office that day felt like the biggest relief you’d had in weeks.

Though that relief was quickly squashed away when you discovered that another girl had gone missing overnight. Dewald now had two kidnapped victims and you needed to find them as fast as humanly possible.

It was just after lunch that Penelope managed to get back to you with a handful of addresses, relatives and known associates in the area, old work locations and the like. She apologised profusely for how long it took and Emily assured her it was fine, she was spread across multiple cases right now, she was still and always would be the best they had. You split the addresses and contacts across the local crew working the case, scooping up your keys as you and Emily headed off to a body shop Dewald had worked at.

Your first stop was relatively unsuccessful, he’d been fired for missing too many shifts, owner said he got weird vibes from the guy but never had an legal issues while he worked there. Back in the SUV Emily read off the next address while you plugged the numbers into the GPS, it was on the outskirts of town, a rather decrepit looking house at the end of a long gravel road surrounded by forest and swamp land. It was a house an old uncle of Dewald’s owned, one that was off the map enough it was a prime place to keep someone hidden or hide yourself.

“You have your vest?” You asked, slowing the speed of the car as you pulled up in front of the house.

“So it’s not just the fact that it’s Florida that I’m getting a weird vibe?” Emily returned and you let out a scoff, switching the gear into park as you stepped out of it, leaving the drivers door open as you spoke.

“At least it’s not Clearwater.” You half mumbled to yourself, grabbing your vest from the back seat as Emily mirrored your movements. Your statement had her stalling her head tilting as she thought back to the last time you’d been in Florida together.

“Hey…” she started softly and you glanced up from velcroing your vest into place, “why didn’t you ever tell me about your dad?”

“What?” Your brow furrowed for a moment until you saw the all too familiar look hidden deep in her eyes and you rolled your own, “fucking JJ.” Shutting the car door you moved around to the front of the vehicle, shrugging in Emily’s direction, “didn’t seem like it was important. Figured I’d end up explaining enough of it whenever a case took us to Clearwater.” The two of you moved towards the house and up a small set of steps as you spoke, “why bother talking about someone who I don’t talk to?”

Emily was about to reply, watching you step up to the door of the house right before a yell came from inside and the two of you froze, hands flying to the guns on your hips. Silence followed right before quiet cries were coming from inside the house.

“You hear that?” She asked and you nodded.

“Sounds like exigent circumstances.” You replied and with a nod from Emily your hand wrapped around the doorknob right before there was a crash behind the house, followed by another yell that you knew was an adult male. “Fuck.” You muttered and Emily let out a huff.

“Clear the house, meet me out back.”

“You sure?”

“We don’t have time to wait for back up. Go.”

In a flash you’d nudged open the door, calling for back up over the radio and Emily tore off around the corner of the house in the direction of the noise. It took her a minute but she spotted Dewald, racing through the trees in an attempt to get away from the intrusion, he had one of the girls tossed over his shoulder and Emily said a silent thank you to whatever higher power that she was putting up one hell of a fight. It was increasingly difficult to make a run for it with an eight year old on your shoulder who was kicking, screaming and flailing punches as hard as she could.

“FBI! Stop!”

“Son of a bitch!” Scott nearly toppled over as the girl landed a heavy kick into his ribs and she started to make a run for it in the direction of Emily. A high pitched scream left her lips as she rounded a bend and collided into a woman who was only a few paces behind Scott. It was only then that Emily managed to put it together, the other reason Dewald had been so hard to track down was that he hadn’t been working alone. The woman grabbed the girl, tugging her tightly to her as a shield, hunting knife against the skin of her neck.

“Ma’am… put the knife down.” Emily slowed to a stop a few feet away, gun raised in front of her as she tried to keep Scott in her peripheral vision.

“FBI bitch, think you’re so fucking special.” Scott called with a sneer in his voice, not daring to get closer, knowing that how things were laid out right now, Emily would have to make a call in the flash of a second. The further away he stayed, the better chance he had at getting away.

“If you’re smart you’ll get on your knees Dewald!” She called in response, her eyes not leaving the woman and girl in front of her, “and you…” she directed to the woman, “you’re gonna put the knife down, and let the girl come to me.”

“You’re not getting the girl alive.” The woman growled.

Emily was so focussed she barely heard your voice cracking over the radio as you called for a medic, insisting it be asap and you recalled again for backup. The woman’s hand twitched, starting to raise the knife and Emily made the call she knew had been coming, pulling the trigger, watching her crumple with the impact of the bullet, blood smearing into the grass underneath her body. There were two screams, one from the girl as she bolted out of reach from the woman in the direction of Prentiss and one mournful one from Scott.

“You fucking cunt!” He roared, starting to move towards her, “how fucking dare you! You’re gonna regret that! I promise you that, bitch!”

His face suddenly shot up to the direction of the road when sirens blared through the air and his eyes widened in panic, looking between the paling body and Emily, a death glare in his eyes before he took off in the opposite direction. Emily swore under her breath, starting to sprint off after him before the girl cried out in pain,

“Wait! Help!” She shrieked and when Emily glanced back she realized she was bleeding, her eyes darted between the direction Scott had disappeared, the girl and the house, wondering if you’d be able to cover more than one base in the next matter of minutes. In the brief second she had to make a decision she jogged back to the girl, you’d saved at least one of the victims and taken down a surprise unsub, you were at least one step closer in the right direction. She quickly called for a second medic, echoing that they had one perp down, one in the wind heading East off the property.

Back inside the house you’d began to think that they’d all made a run for it, the noise you’d heard must’ve been a fluke. That was until you heard a little whimper from the last room you checked and your breath caught in your throat, what you thought had been just a pile of dirty sheets had one of the girls curled up in it. She’d been taken almost a full week ago and it looked like they hadn’t fed her that entire time, bruises littered her skin and there were a couple of cuts on her body that looked fresh, spilling blood onto the sheet beneath her. It seemed like Dewald had simply chosen to take the more viable victim with him when he ran. You quickly called for a medic, holstering your gun and slowly walking up to her as you assured her you were someone safe, that she was safe now and that was when you noticed she was chained to radiator.

Thankfully you managed to get it undone easily, soft kind words spoken to the girl, who now up close you recognized was Kelly. The yelling outside was getting louder, though it seemed like it was further away, voices shouting over each other before the telltale sign of a gunshot rung through the air and you felt your blood run cold, Kelly let out a muffled shriek and jumped onto you, clinging onto your body for dear life as she shivered in your arms despite the hundred degree temperature outside. You heard more yelling, the sound of a siren getting closer before Emily’s voice crackled through your radio and you let out the breath you’d been holding, scooping up Kelly and carefully moving through the house, stepping out the back door.

“Em?” You called, eyes adjusting to the sunlight and you could feel your heart beating a mile a minute as you searched the yard for her, rounding a bend to see her with the other girl. Her head shot up at the sound of your voice and you watched her shoulders sag in relief at the sight of you unharmed and the girl on your hip.

“He’s in the wind.” She called; the frustration evident in her voice as she bandaged up a cut on the other girl’s arm. “Bastard.”

“I heard a shot?” You asked as you got closer.

“Yeah.” She nodded in the direction of the woman, “D.O.A.” It technically wasn’t the right term, but it was the best way to have the conversation considering the tiny humans listening.

“Accomplice or Stockholm?”

“They made us call her Ma.” Kelly’s tiny voice finally broke, her head shifting up to look at you in your arms, tears swimming in her eyes, “she’s not our Ma.”

“I know sweetie.” You gently stroked at her hair, “we’re gonna get both of you back to your parents right away. I promise.”

She nodded before burying her face back into your shoulder and you and Emily had a mere moment to exchange a look. Her hand reached out, the thought was just to squeeze at yours but the second your fingers touched the adrenaline burst through her chest and reality sunk in of just how badly that could have gone. She gently tugged you to her, wrapping an arm around the free side of your body and pressing a kiss to your temple as she held you to her for a minute. A voice called out from the other side of the house and you quickly stepped away from each other, following the sounds of the medic and local pd as they started to sweep the scene.

Jacksonville PD sent out a couple of officers and one of the dogs in the direction Dewald ran off in, but he knew the lay of the land, they didn’t, none of you had high hopes. You left the locals in charge of the crime scene, reuniting the girls with their families before you wrapped up paperwork and Emily made a few phone calls. The woman had been ID’d as Samantha Harrison, an old girlfriend of Dewald’s who he apparently met back up with after she had finished her parole for drug charges. Waiting just long enough for her to be under the radar of the state and able to help him hide out and move around, with some further digging you found out she’d lost her own daughter to child services when she went to prison, her motive to be his accomplice.

You were at a spare desk, flipping through her case file when you felt a warm hand on your shoulder and you glanced up to see Emily rounding your chair, perching on the edge of the desk.

“He’s officially on the FBI wanted list.” She let out a soft sigh, “aside from that, the mess is out of our hands until he pops back up again.”

“How’s the team doing?”

“More successful than us.” She chuckled quietly, “caught their guy, on their way back home right now. The jet will pick us up at eleven tomorrow.”

“Hmm.” You flipped the folder closed, tossing it to the pile of other ones, “you wanna grab a drink? My treat?”

“Yes.” She smiled as you stood from the desk, nudging at your arm, “but you bought breakfast, I’ll pick up the tab.”

“Well in that case we’re going gourmet. I could use some dinner too.” You teased and she laughed, shaking her head at your antics.

You ended up at Salt Life Food Shack, a personal favourite of yours for after work food and drinks, the vibe not too upscale while still having a variety of delicious drinks and delectable, fresh food. You’d opted to soak up as much sunshine as possible before heading back to DC, taking a table on the patio, sitting perpendicular to each other so you both had a view of the ocean. It also meant it was more than easy for Emily’s fingers to trace across the bare skin of your leg, while your hand could find its way into her lap without any struggles. You split a jug of sangria and a number of apps and smaller meals, the table covered with calamari, mahi tacos, grilled shrimp, a sushi roll and scallop pasta.

Emily popped a shrimp in her mouth, her gaze drifting out over the beach as she got lost in her thoughts, eyes watching the waves crash into the sand in the same rhythm your thumb rubbed at her leg. You swiped a calamari from the plate, settling back in your chair, drink in hand when you noticed she wasn’t paying any attention.

“Hey.” Your foot nudged at hers under the table and she jolted out of her daydream to look your way, “what?” She bit down on the shrimp, tossing the discarded tail onto her plate with a huff.

“Should I have gone after him?”

“Dewald?” You cocked a brow, “Em, Molly needed your help, and your partner was AWOL, back up wasn’t there yet, you couldn’t exactly leave her.” You leant forward, squeezing at her hand over the top of the table, “and… no offence but you would’ve made it fifteen feet into that brush before running into a territorial gator.”

“Glad you have so much faith in me.” She deadpanned but by the smirk on her lips you knew it was a playful jab. “We were just so fucking close.”

“It’ll be a lot harder for him to hide out without Samantha. PD’s tracking all her bank accounts, cards, vehicles and property. He’ll turn up again and they’ll get him.”

“Mmm.” She swiped another shrimp from the plate, her gaze once again shifting to the beach in front of you. Though this time her free hand stayed curled in yours on the table top, thumb brushing over your knuckles gently.

It felt a little weird, knowing that to anyone passing by or on the beach you looked like a couple, one enjoying the sunshine on a nice vacation and not federal agents. You could tell that Emily was getting lost in her thoughts again, likely replaying the moment in the backyard over and over to see what she could have done differently, how she could’ve been in two places at once, if she’d made all the right calls as the superior agent in the field that day. So you leant forward, taking a hefty swig of your drink before you spoke,

“You really wanna know about my dad?”

“What?” She suddenly glanced up, yup, that had done the trick, “I mean, not if you don’t want to. Everyone’s allowed to keep their past in the past.”

“I mean you already know some of it.” You shrugged, “no harm in all of it. What’d JJ mention?”

“In her defence…” She laughed, raising a hand before picking up her drink, “she only brought it up when we were still playing hot and cold and she thought I should know to make sure you weren’t over working yourself to prove your worth. Wanted to make sure I wasn’t ignoring your good work.”

“Mmm.” You nodded, taking a sip of your drink as Emily watched you for a moment, making sure she wasn’t about to cross any lines, that you were still okay talking about this, moving forward tentatively.

“What happened to your mom?”

“Well, they were never married.” You laughed, “so it made it a hell of a lot easier for her to run off to Salt Lake with her boyfriend when I was twelve.”

“Are you still in touch?”

“She used to send a card every birthday and Christmas, a phone call or email here or there, but that all stopped when my dad kicked me out. Not exactly like I could leave a forwarding address.”

“You know JJ thinks the reason behind that could be a teen pregnancy.” She teased just a little bit, a grin on her lips and you barked out a laugh.

“Oh my god!” You practically snorted, “please, the closest I’ve ever gotten to a man was when you sent me under with Morgan.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.” You sucked back on your drink, “had a boyfriend in junior high, ya know, the ones who hold your hand and walk you to school and nothing more. Then came the girlfriend in senior year….”

“I take it daddy dearest didn’t like that too much?”

“Nope.” You let out a little sigh, smiling when Emily squeezed at your hand, still tangled with hers on the table top, “girlfriend’s parents were nice enough though, let me stay there while we finished high school. We both wanted out of Florida, I didn’t care where but she wanted Seattle so I went with her.” You shrugged, glancing up toward Emily, “started with local pd while I researched schools in the area, finished my degree, moved up the ranks and got recommended to the feds. I figured it was the best way to tell my dad to shove it, ya know?”

“Yeah.” She smiled warmly, “this girlfriend the lawyer?”

“God no!” You laughed again, sipping at your drink, “we broke up but stayed friends, she’s owns her own hiking tour company. The lawyer and I dated when I lived there though, kinda ruined the city for me, part of why I moved down here when the opportunity came around, I needed a fresh start even if it kinda felt like moving backwards thanks to location.”

“Well I’m glad in the long run it brought you to the BAU.”

“Me too.” You smiled at her over the brim of your glass, a comfortable silence taking over the table for a moment.

“You know, I’m still a little surprised, never would’ve pegged you for someone with family issues.” Emily stated and you chuckled, leaning into the table.

“Really?”

“Yeah.” She nodded and you smirked, your voice lowering when you spoke next.

“I actively call you daddy in the bedroom and you were really out here thinking I didn’t have daddy issues?”

She bit back a howl of a laugh at that, finally dropping your hand to swat at your arm with a shocked smile on her cheeks, shaking her head at you once again. It was only a few minutes later the bill was dropped off at your table and Emily reminded you she was taking care of it and the two of you finally made your way out of the patio. The crowds in the area had died down as the sun sank in the sky, a few smaller groups, couples of solo dog walkers or joggers scattered around the area. You were almost tempted for a beach walk, wandering along the shore line, eyes lingering on the water before Emily’s hand slid into yours once more, her fingers lacing with yours and you glanced to her with a smile.

“Thanks for dinner.”

“I think there’s more than a few ways for you to repay me.” She replied with a wicked grin and your lips curved up into a smile.

“Is that so?” You wandered passed her, pressing the button on the cross walk to wait for the light to change, your breath catching in your throat as you felt her hand slide from yours around your body from behind, her free one moving your hair off your neck before her lips met your skin.

“Mmhmm…” She murmured, kissing up your neck before she turned you in her arms, laying one on your lips, “we’ve got…” she glanced at her watch, “thirteen hours until wheels up and I want to see how many times I can make you scream before then.”

“Oh… gosh… twist my rubber arm, won’t you?”

She chuckled, somehow softly and darkly at the same time, her nose nuzzling yours while her hand slid across your cheek, resting on the side of your neck when she ducked to kiss you. You knew there were eyes on you, you could both feel it but considering you were making out on a street corner it was to be expected, and neither of you gave a care in the world. Her tongue slipped into your mouth and you were putty in her hands, willing to do just about anything she asked. A car honked and the two of you jolted apart in a fit of laughter, glancing to the light before darting across the road.

You had thirteen hours of freedom left and you were going to take advantage of every single second of it. It had only been a few days down in Florida on your own and you both already knew just how much you were going to miss it, how you’d been able to be so free and open with everything, with each other. You knew some of the local cops had picked up on a thing or two and it didn’t matter in the least, even the waitress at dinner had made a comment to Emily about you while you were in the bathroom and Emily didn’t even bother to correct her when she used the term ‘girlfriend’.

After all, when in Vegas….

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