#lostinoblivion

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This Must be H ll

Ian Doyle's concerned look was also his, 'tell me who I have to kill," look. Because of course, if she was upset, someone must have made her so, and for Ian Doyle that was reason enough to bullet or a blade through them. He blocked her path, and Emily sighed. "I need to get underwear."

He grinned. "Go commando tonight, did you, Love?"

She smirked. "No, I just got my period."

He immediately backed off, hands in the air. Ian Doyle, international terrorist, sadist and all around sociopath had kryptonite, and it was everything involving menstruation. He turned into a 12 year-old at just the mention of cramps.

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Mother

"Well, from where I’m standing, she came from somewhere pretty special."

"She came from an undercover spy and terrorist and murder. I don’t want to stick her with that legacy. Declan is stuck with it, at least part of it, but Lily doesn’t have to be."

Garcia sighed. “I don’t get it, and I won’t pretend to, but it’s your decision. Even if I don’t understand it, I will respect it.”

"That’s all I ask," she said.

The tech smiled and then squeezed her hand, before a thought popped into her head. “Oh my god.”

"What?" Emily’s eyes scoured her in concern.

"Your dream. The little girl dancing on the hill…that was Lily, wasn’t it? Doyle dredged up all those memories and you were afraid for her. You were afraid he’d take your innocent little girl, and drag her into all his darkness."

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Nativity

Emily: "So what are we eating?"

Derek: "I think it best that I don't tell you."

Emily:"Derek, come on. I'm not some shrieking girly-girl or PETA activist that is going to rag on you for killing Bambi."

Derek: "It's not Bambi."

Emily:"Then what is it?"

Derek: "Thumper."

Emily: "Tastes great with shallots and butter."

Derek: "You've had rabbit before?"

Emily: "It's not uncommon in some European countries, and my mother never would have tolerated me refusing to even try it based on guilt."

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"She was being delicate. I burst into tears a foot out the door, and was hysterical in the car, begging to go back inside. I spent most of that first night crying and pacing. I think I've actually cried more in the last week than I have in the last thirty years.

After the Storm 

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After the Storm

"Not really. I prefer to borrow, dress stylishly, and return them to their mommys and daddys."

"But, you'd be a good mom," JJ said.

"No, I wouldn't. I'd be neurotic and paranoid, and I'd hug them too much, and end up raising serial killers. I'd rather save you guys the future work."

Emily laughed. "Garcia, you wouldn't raise serial killers. Not a chance."

"You're so sure?" She challenged.

"Yes. You'd raise kids who were secure in being whoever and whatever they were, no matter how far outside convention, and that knew, while she might be over-protective, they could always go to their mom with a problem."

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After the Storm

"Chastity...though, in retrospect maybe my mother should have named me that." Maybe that reminder would have saved her a lot of grief.

"You think with that as a name you would have stayed chaste until marriage?" He asked, disbelieving.

"Hell no. Might have stopped me from some stupid decisions though."

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After the Storm

"That man could charm the habit off a nun," Emily commented, already shimming toward the edge of the bed.

Garcia chuckled, as she helped Emily into the chair. "With that smile? He could charm the whole convent."

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After the Storm

"Did the doctor explain anything?" JJ asked.

"Not really. She said that sometimes this just happens, there's no symptoms, or they're so mild you don't recognize them...at least now I know why my pants don't fit anymore."

"What do you know, Jayje, she wasn't just being paranoid, she did gain a little weight." Garcia shot the Liaison a look.

"I told you," Emily sniped. A recent shopping trip had found Emily struggling to fit in her usual size pants, and Garcia and JJ telling her it was just cut small and she was getting upset over nothing.

JJ held up hands in surrender. "It wasn't very noticeable."

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