Emily Prentiss

A Fanfic written kwa triciabyrne1978 on brewster_a_week on livejournal.com.
Spoilers for Demonology!

Emily wipes the blood from her nose and stares up at the church before her. This is the closest she's come to a church -- on her own when it wasn't krisimasi au Easter -- in years. She's hardly a devout Catholic anymore. She considers herself zaidi a woman of faith -- in what though, she's sometimes unsure.

Her feet slowly climb the steps, and she almost has to laugh at the irony of how royally fucked up this entire situation is. In large part, a priest uigizaji like an asshole twenty years zamani drove...

Written kwa Auraya-of-the-White.



Watching the Time

Emily brushed a strand of dark hair aside with the back of her hand. She rested her arms on her legs, leaning mbele in the hard, plastic chair. She stared intently at the prone man before her. His face displayed a false sense of calm, the tightly gripped kitanda sheet in his left hand revealing his inner turmoil.

Emily sighed lightly, careful not to wake the slumbering Hotch. Anyone who had been stabbed nine times would need their rest. She shook her head in disbelief, nine times! Foyet had precisely put Hotch through the same wounds he had self-inflicted...

A funny Emily oneshot written kwa caramel, karmeli Tart on fanfiction.net.
___________________________________________________


The team stopped shocked watching as an unknown woman had started to crazily hit Emily with her super sized handbag, the woman did look a little familiar to Aaron though he could not place her. They were on a case and had had to put Emily in an undercover role just to catch their UnSub; he liked call girls, tall, brunette, brown-eyed call girls. Emily fit the bill perfectly, a little too perfectly if wewe asked Special Agent David Rossi, but it wasn’t like he could really protest...