#ssaprentiss

[sometimesitswho]

At first when Elle left and Emily came I was like: noooo, give Elle back, I don’t like you.

After 3 episodes with Emily I was like: step on me Agent Prentiss.

[ssaprentissemily]

only a bisexual man would wear cardigans, mismatched socks, and Converse to his job at the FBI and only a lesbian would own that many blazers and leather coats

i rest my case your honor

[qslovebot]

I usually hate criminal minds intros but this one I get.

[mustbecm]

Beneath Your Beautiful

We're standing in the conference room in the BAU. It's just me and her, and I can tell she is distracted by something. If I didn't know any better I would just put it down to the rough few days we've had. But I've known her too long to be that naïve.

I call her by her first name.

"Emily."

She is broken from her trance.

"Huh?"

My brow furrows in confusion, there was definitely something up.

I want to know what.

"Everything alright, Princess?"

She stares at me for a second before responding.

"I'm fine, Morgan".

She rolls her eyes slightly as she responds. I know she just lied to me. I just have to ease her into talking to me.

  She knows I won't give up. I can see it in her eyes, and I imagine she can see it in mine. She rolls hers eyes, and I begin to see her relenting. She huffs.

"Clyde offered me a job. With Interpol".

I raise my eyebrows.

"Work for Interpol again? Really Em?"

She shakes her head.

"Not work. Run."

My heart skips a beat. She's actually considering leaving the BAU, the FBI, us.

"Emily, I-"

She interrupts before I can continue.

"Derek, I know you don't want me to leave, but sometimes I wonder if this is all worth it. We're surrounded by so much darkness, and I can't help but think there is no escape sometimes. I haven't made a definite decision, but I am thinking about it."

I stand in silence, just looking at her. I know I can't lose her. Not again.

  "Derek? Say something. Please."

She seems vulnerable. I've never seen her like this. We're close, it's almost as if she's seeking my approval. She means the world to me. I'd tell her that, but my reputation precedes me. She would probably think I was using my 'tactics' to get her to stay, and then leave her hanging. Break her heart.

She continues to look at me, the vulnerability and hint of sadness clouding her beautiful face.

  I take a deep breath. We're alone in the office. Hotch left an hour ago, so it's late.

I try to string a sentence together, but I don't know what to say.

"Emily…" Her head snaps up from its slightly drooped position. I see the hint of a sparkle in her eye. My best friend, my soul mate, is standing before me, asking me for my approval to leave this life behind. I don't know what to say to her. Maybe I'll just show her. My eyes meet hers. I know my next actions may either achieve what I'm after or wreck everything. It's worth the gamble.

I press my lips against hers. She stiffens. My thoughts run wild, have I wrecked everything? Just as I'm about to pull away and say goodbye to the love of my life, I feel her respond. My heart races, we separate and smiles cover both of our faces. Our lips meet again, for longer this time, and with no hesitation. When we finally separate, she leans her forehead against mine, and whispers in my ear.

"I guess I have my answer."

(SSAPrentiss)