"I'm right here with you." Emily Prentiss x reader

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TW: Suicidal thoughts, Intrusive thoughts
Y/n=Your name
Y/h/c=Your hair color
Y/e/c= Your eye color
Italic means your thoughts

Word Count (745)

"I'll see you guys tomorrow," I said, waving to the team as I made my way home from work. I got a few scattered goodbyes from the team before I left. As I started my car I couldn't help but think of the case, more specifically, the victims. It might sound weird but I couldn't help but relate to them, young, (y/h/c), rejected, and alone.

What if I just kept driving.

I thought to myself, even over the radio I could still hear the thoughts running through my head.

If I didn't show up to work would any of them care?

Would they even notice?

Before I could quiet my mind I was home. I pulled into my parking spot and headed for the elevator, leaving my bag and a few files in my car. When I got to the elevator I was thankful to see I was the only one riding it.

Great. More time alone with thoughts, just what I need right now.

As I got out on my floor, my thoughts still loud in my mind I just wanted to quit. All I wanted to do was hide in my apartment and quit. When I finally got to my door I looked down at my shaking hands, and that's when I felt a couple tears fall down my cheeks.

Shit. Em can't see me like this.

I thought while quickly wiping my face and composing myself before unlocking the door,
"Hi, love. I'm glad to see you made it home okay." Emily said greeting me with a smile, then gently cupping my face in her hands and planting soft kiss on my lips.
"I don't usually beat you home, are you feeling okay," Em asked moving her hands from my face slowly to wrap her arms around my waist, resting her forehead against mine.

"I'm, I'm fine," I stuttered slightly, shooting my tear filled eyes to the ground trying to keep my voice even and avoid her gaze. But my girlfriend being the best profiler I know, and the most caring person I know, didn't believe quite believe me.

"Hey," she said in an almost whisper lifting my chin up with her index finger and thumb to meet her gaze, "talk to me, please?" She asked, worry painting her beautiful features, and with that sentence every once of strength I had left in me vanished, and I buried my head in her neck letting out a few muffled sobs. The taller woman didn't say anything, she didn't have to. She just wrapped her arms around me and held me. Every so often she would stoke the back of my hair, kiss me on top of the head, or whisper gentle praises like, "It's okay," and "I'm right here, sweetheart."

After I calmed down a bit and pulled my head away from her chest not wanting to look her in the eyes out of embarrassment and shame. She once again lifted my tear stained face to look at her, I could see the love and warmth in her eyes when she looked at me, yet all I could think about was the pain in my chest.

"What's going on," she asked brushing away a few stray tears, I just shrugged giving her a pitiful look. She brushed her thumb over my bottom lip gently and shook her head,
"I need words, love." She said in a sweet voice, "I- I honestly don't know," I said my voice breaking in between each word, and trying my hardest to not have to look my girlfriend in the eye.

"Okay." She said pulling me out of my train of thought, and pulling me back into her chest. We stood therefor what felt like years and I never wanted it to end, her embrace was so warm, and she smelled like vanilla and warm honey. She slowly swayed up back and forth while gently rubbing my back, then she stopped and looked at me.

"Baby, I don't know what you're going through but I need you to know that I'm gonna be right here with you the whole time, okay?" She asked softly,

"Okay," I said with a small smile. The taller woman then bent down softly kissed my forehead, then slowly but passionately kissed my lips.

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Hey guys, I know this isn't the greatest story but I just wanted to let y'all know that you're so fucking loved. Like it's unbelievable how insanely loved you are, did I also mention how incredibly valid you are. Like fr I can feel from here.

Anyways to anyone reading this you are needed, you are loved, you are cared for, you are beautiful, and worthy of love. And if any of y'all need to talk or just vent I'm always willing to listen.

Have a good rest of your day/night/week.

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