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Assistant: Title: Small world
        Author: Ghost_of_Esme_Weatherwax Ghost_of_Esme_Weatherwax 
        Chapter: 1/3 
        Summary: Prentiss visits her BAU family after hearing about the Replicator and Strauss. Her plans of spending two weeks at Rossi's mansion, helping them heal and healing with them, fly out of the window quite quickly though. An old colleague of Hotch's asks them for help when a dear friend of his, a detective in the NYPD, goes missing.Meanwhile in New York, Detective Benson is fighting for her life. She had never been this helpless, this hopeless, and in so much pain.The more the BAU get to know Olivia Benson through their investigation, the stronger their will to find her gets. Emily wants to meet this woman, who has been dealing with the toughest kind of cases for more than a decade. But for that to happen, they have to find her alive.[William Lewis arc, canon compliant up to and after Surrender Benson. Mostly anyway. In the Criminal Minds timeline this falls between seasons 8 and 9, in the immediate aftermath of the events in Replicator. I’ve probably taken liberties with Prentiss’ scheduling flexibility while at Interpol, I’d like to think she would take some time off to be there for her family after the Replicator case. But mainly I’m just a massive Prentiss fan and wanted her to meet Benson.]
        Contents: Chapter 1: Family
    

    


  

  
  
    
    
  Monday, May 20, 20136.30 pmQuantico, Virginia
A loud knock on his office door ripped Supervisory Special Agent Hotchner out of the grim spiral his mind seemed to inhabit these days when left unattended for too long. He must have gotten lost in his thoughts, sitting over the mountain of paperwork that apparently multiplied on its own if you didn’t pay close enough attention. Hotch sighed and wondered what kind of fresh bureaucratic nightmare would wait for him on the other side of the door. In a somewhat resigned tone of voice, he said “Come in!”. His demeanor changed drastically however, when the door opened to reveal an unexpected face.“Emily! It’s so good to see you, come in! I didn’t think you’d come here, I expected to meet you at Rossi’s tonight.”Aaron quickly stepped around his desk to properly greet her. She chuckled at his surprised expression and met him in a firm hug.“Well, I just landed at MCAS, so it felt silly to drive into town without checking in here. I wanted to see what you’ve done with the place! Also, I may have gotten instructions from someone to make sure you’d get out of the office at a reasonable time.”Hotch couldn’t help the barely noticeable smile forming at the corner of his moth, although he covered it with playful annoyance as he pulled away from the hug.“Someone, huh?”Emily only answered with a shrug before taking a step back to look at Hotch properly.“I have to say, I understand the concern my unnamed informant holds. You look like sh@t, Hotch. And your desk looks like you took on Strauss’ entire job on top of your own. How are you holding up?”Hotch had grimaced at the mention of her “unnamed informant”, but that had changed into a tired smile after hearing her characteristically direct – and accurate – assessment. He let out a noise that was half laugh and half sigh, and nodded towards the couch, inviting her to sit. Before he could sit down though, Emily quickly added“You know what, why don’t you wrap up here and join me for coffee before we head to Rossi’s. You’ll get out of the office, and we can talk without the risk of being profiled through the office window”.She stepped towards the open door, looking expectantly at him. Aaron hesitated for a moment before deciding that this time, paperwork could wait for once. So, he agreed and packed up his office for the night while Emily went ahead and started to walk towards the elevators.She was surprised it had taken her so little to convince Hotch to take a break. Penelope hat told her at length how he was buried under at least three jobs worth of paperwork and rarely left his office these days. On top of that, they were all still reeling from Strauss’ death, and Hotch, being his usual self, felt responsible for helping everyone with their grief – except, of course, himself. So, when Garcia had reached out to Emily to tell her about Strauss and the Replicator, Emily had immediately decided it was time for her first visit home after moving to London. She hadn’t been able to get to the US in time for the funeral, but she was determined to support her former team now. Well, not only former team. They were her family, the only one that really counted anyway. And Garcia had basically ordered her to check up on Hotch first. And that was what she had set out to do this evening.As she walked through the nearly empty bullpen, Emily allowed herself a silent moment to take the place in. It had felt like home the minute she had arrived here. She now looked around the familiar and still slightly chaotic space. As her eyes fell upon her old desk, she realized that, to her own surprise, she didn’t miss her old job as much as she would have thought. Yes, the familiar surroundings filled her with a warm kind of nostalgia, and she missed her team, her family. But she liked her new role, she felt comfortable in leadership, and coming here to visit rather than work, just felt right somehow.She had needed this change and was relieved to see that returning here hadn’t changed that feeling. Next to all the wonderful memories she had of this place, there were still too many bad ones too fresh to fade into the background. After her resurrection, she had really tried to get her old life back. But here, in the place she had had to leave without saying goodbye, where she watched her friends, convinced it would be the last time she would see them, where she stood trying to mask the pain and guilt she felt over Tsia’s death, she couldn’t.Here, she had never been able to really leave Doyle behind, to heal. And while she knew, that that process was far from over, she was much better now. She had made the right choice last year, and what she felt looking around the bullpen confirmed that for her.By the time they reached the elevators, Emily was so deep in thought, that she wasn’t aware where she was going anymore. That changed rapidly though, when she collided with the back of someone waiting for the elevator.“I’m so sorry Hotch, I’m a little jetlagged, I didn’t see – wait! You’re not Hotch! Oh dear. Again, so sorry Agent… Huang?”she read off the ID hanging around the man’s neck. The agent in front of her was smaller than her and looked at her with a bemused expression.“Don’t worry, I think I’ll live”he replied with a comforting smile. Still a little flustered, Emily apologized again and turned around, searching for Hotch. He wasn’t far behind and just opening the glass doors to the BAU when she saw him.“Ready?”she asked, and he nodded before noticing the man beside her. His eyes lit up with recognition and he quickly walked over to greet him.“George! What a nice surprise to see you here! I thought you were in Oklahoma. How have you been?”“Aaron, so good to see you, it’s been a while! Yes, usually I spend my days in the wonderful, gay friendly and politically progressive land that is Oklahoma City. Sadly, I’m just here to gest lecture in a forensic psychology class at the academy.”Aaron looked at him compassionately and was just about to answer, when he remembered Emily. She had managed to collect herself and was joining them, so he turned to introduce them.“Emily, this is Special Agent George Huang, we met when I was a prosecutor. He’s a brilliant forensic psychiatrist, currently heading the Oklahoma City field office. George, this is SSA Emily Prentiss, former Member of the BAU, currently in charge of a profiling unit for Interpol.”Emily, now finally completely present, shook the agent’s hand with a wide grin and said“nice to meet you. Rest assured; I usually don’t just tackle people I don’t know.”At that, George laughed out loud.“Anyway, don’t let me hold you up, you two were clearly on your way out of here”he said when the elevator doors opened in front of them.“I’m just heading up to meet some old colleagues from VICAP. Aaron, maybe we could catch up sometime soon? I’m in town ‘til the end of the week.”Hotch agreed to call him and with that, they parted ways.On their way down Emily told Hotch about her absent-minded collision with Huang before asking“So, you met when you were a prosecutor? Is there a good story there?”Hotch answered with a small smile.“Not really. He did psych evals for a few of my cases and we worked well together. He was the one who got me interested in the FBI in the first place. Later, when I was already in the BAU, he worked for VICAP, so we had a few more professional run ins. I used to bump ideas off him when Dave or Jason weren’t available. He’s actually a pretty good profiler. We kept in loose contact after that and went for drinks whenever I was in New York or he in DC.”“New York?”“Yeah, after setting up VICAP there he was embedded in the NYPD for quite some time. He really liked it there, I think.”He let out a very dry laugh.“Better than Oklahoma anyway, that’s for sure.”Emily chuckled.“Yeah, I could tell that that’s not his favorite assignment. You say he’s a good profiler – wouldn’t he be a good fit for the BAU?”.Aaron shook his head.“He is a good profiler, yes. But he is a way better forensic psychiatrist. I asked him once if he would consider joining the team, but he told me that he wouldn’t survive not seeing cases through. After an arrest that is. That’s the part that really interests him, talking to the perpetrators, trying to understand their reasoning and even helping them in some cases. Or their victims in others. He isn’t really one for the hunt.”Emily reflected on that for a moment. She had never really thought about it that way, but it made sense. They never experienced the fallout from the cases they worked, whether they solved them or not. Sure, she had followed up on some cases over the years, those that really stuck with her. But generally, she was glad to be able to leave when a case was over. It helped her to compartmentalize, to distance herself from the horrors they saw. But she recognized that this was a specific mindset not everyone would have.“Huh”,she said,“that’s a perspective I hadn’t considered yet. But it’s a very interesting point.”At that moment the elevator doors opened a the two of them stepped in the parking garage. Prentiss shook her head, clearing her mind of the increasingly philosophical thoughts Hotch’s comment had generated and cleared her throat.“So, where to? Did any good coffee places materialize nearby while I was gone?”Hotch scoffed at that from the passenger side of his car. Holding the car door open for her he replied“no, sadly, this place still lacks drinkable coffee in a 5-mile radius. But I know a place on the way to Dave’s, we can make a stop there. Get in, I’ll drive”.Emily did as she was told – albeit with a small eyeroll at his insistence to drive – and they left Quantico behind. 
  7pmNYPD, 16th precinct, Manhattan SVU 
“They can’t be serious! Are you kidding me?”“Amaro, I wish I was. I have no idea which deity we have p@ss@d off so badly that of all the cases to f@ck up the forensics, the lab chose this one.”Detective Olivia Benson threw herself back into the chair at her desk.“Honestly, this guy must have some sort of supernatural help. He is beyond lucky. I just hope this doesn’t cost us the entire trial.”This caused a wave of nausea to roll over Detective Nick Amaro, who settled down at the edge of her desk.“What do you mean, cost us the trial?”“Think about it, Nick. If the DNA is out, we have basically nothing. Alice Parker is dead, his confession entirely hypothetic and his lawyer already made quite an aggressive case for persecution. Nothing we know is admissible. He could walk, Nick. Again. And with what he did to Alice… I just can’t get my head around it.”That was something Nick could only agree to. The interview with Lewis had chilled him to the bone and left him with a growing concern for his partner. The way Lewis had looked at her, the way she seemed affected by this case… The thought of that man walking free sent shivers down his spine. He took a deep breath.“Ok, Liv, I know. I get it, you’re right. But we don’t know what’s going to happen. Let’s just wait for the ruling on the DNA before we lose all hope, ok? Come on, go home, get some sleep.”Olivia looked up with a sad smile on her face.“Ok, I’ll postpone the loss of all hope. But I’m staying, Barba asked me to find additional evidence, in case the DNA gets thrown out. I don’t know where I’m supposed to find any, but I gotta keep looking. I won’t get much sleep anyway until this is over, you know that.”Nick let out a deep, exhausted sigh. He indeed knew that, and he probably wouldn’t be able to sleep either. He pushed himself off Olivia’s desk and sat down at his own.“Alright. Where do we start?” 
  11.30 pmCasa del Rossi, Great falls, Virginia 
Emily sat in an obviously very expensive leather armchair, a glass of equally expensive red wine in hand and a contempt smile on her face. After catching up with Hotch they had joined the rest of the team for a family dinner at Rossi’s, which turned out to be a truly wonderful evening.She had been showered in hugs, kisses and questions, she had met and instantly connected with Alex Blake, and they had all talked. They had talked about the year the team had had, about Strauss, about Interpol, about past cases, victories and losses and their lives. They had cried and laughed together, and they had all tasted a little too much of the exquisite wine Rossi seemed to have an endless supply of.By now, the conversation had settled down a bit and Emily allowed herself to sink a little deeper into the cushions and just observe for a while. Watching the people she cared for so deeply being so raw and vulnerable but so in tune with each other and her filled her with a feeling of incredible warmth and comfort. This was how families should be. And while she could see the stress on Hotch’s face and the sadness on Penelope’s, the exhaustion in JJ’s and Derek’s bones, the quiet reflection in Spencer’s expressions, the troubled thoughts on Alex’s mind and the overwhelming grief in Rossi’s eyes, in that moment she knew, that they would be ok. They would get past this, everyone in their own way but still all together as a family. Like they had so many times before.And she would be with them, at least for the next two weeks, to help, to witness and to revel in the company of her favorite people. Rossi had taken some time off, and she planned to take him up on his offer to stay with him for a few days. She hadn’t really planned to use this trip as a vacation, but she realized that, if her team in London didn’t have any emergencies while she was here, she might actually get some real rest.Well, that should’ve been the first clue.'
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