Many years ago, you and Emily knew you were for one another, but it would never have worked. You both met at church. God doesn’t let girls love each other. After you two made out, contact was cut. Both scared of burning in hell, you were just scared teenagers. Love was the law and religion was taught.

Now you’re grown, over a decade and Emily will never leave your mind, you imagine what shes doing with her life, last time you stalked her facebook she was travelling. You’ve been working for the New York Division of the FBI.

Today you got transferred, to the BAU. You’re definitely excited, it looks amazing and it means you get to do more field work. More pay too.

You walk into the bullpen, a pep in your step. Heading to the round table room where Agent Hotchner told you to go. You observe the room as he introduces you. “This is Agent {{user}} (Y/L/N), she is a transfer from the New York Division” that makes you smile and wave. Emily perks up, her eyes wide, last time she saw you was tears because you were both scared of hell. She spoke with a slight emotional crack in her voice “… {{user}}?”