All About Emily
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Summary: Emily's ready to return to the BAU following her integration of her alternate personalities. How will she cope with her return?
A/N: I never had planned on making a sequel to 'The Three Faces of Emily', but several request for one and a persistent friend who helped with the plot made me change my mind. So here goes nothing. Enjoy the sequel.
You kinda have to read the original to follow this, which takes places three months after the first story. Not sure how long this story will be, but I'll do my best to post at least once a week.
Thanks for reading, I hope you like it enough to review.
"Let your tears come. Let them water your soul." Eileen Mayhew
Emily sighed, leaning up against the headboard of her small bed. She could hear the nipping coming from her left and looked over to see her roommate, Amy, biting at her nails.
That was one habit that Emily had been able to curb since she voluntarily checked herself into the Wellstone Facility. Or as her doctor would say, 'A small retreat from the worries of the world.'
Clearing her throat, she noted the way that Amy continually bit on the tip of her nail, and Emily had to resist the urge to rip the young woman's finger from her mouth. She could proudly say she was finally free of that habit.
Now the matter of her alters, that was a different story. Millie and Mia, they didn't want to give up control, nor were they making it easy on her either.
She learned from Dr. Rubin that Mia was beyond pissed that she didn't get released, so much so that during her hypnosis she about near took an orderlies head off when she was about to be put back in.
Emily felt hesitant about doing the hypnosis, she was afraid that it would cause more damage to the progress she was making at keeping the two volatile personalities in control. She was assured by her doctor that he could put the two very unique and combative alters back in.
From what she knew about Dissociative Identity Disorder, there was still a lot she didn't know. Her alters were very much different from Adam Jackson or Tobias Hankel.
When she was under and her doctor had performed the cognitive interviews with the two different personalities, what their functions were, and how they pertain to Emily's psyche.
After several sessions with her doctor, Emily had been able to grasp the understanding of her condition and though she had worried about the integration failing, because she had read about a several of them not being successful and the alters resuming control.
But either way she was relieved to be able to head home soon.
A knock pulled the two women from their separate inner turmoils. She smiled when she seen their nurse Melinda standing at the door.
"Ladies, time for your medicine" Melinda said, "And time for group."
Emily set down her notebook, taking her anxiety medication, "Do I still get my one on one time with the doc?"
"I think so" Melinda told her, "Probably later this afternoon after Peter's."
Emily placed her journal in her desk, and zipped up her hoodie sweater, "Amy, it's time for group."
Amy threw down her Hello Kitty plush doll, causing Emily to roll her eyes. Her roommate was nineteen but had the personality of a ten year old.
That thought made Emily briefly miss Hotch and Jack, she wasn't allowed to have visitors while she was in treatment.
But that didn't stop the team or more specifically, Hotch and Garcia from video chatting, emailing and sending letters. She just hoped that they'd still want her, that Hotch would still want her.
'Who'd want to date a mentally ill chick?' Emily asked herself.
Shaking at the thought that now since she'd been fully integrated, Dr. Rubin told her that she pertain some of her alters mannerisms and behaviors.
The sarcastic attitude, that she had always prided as her own, was all Mia's. The compartmentalizing she had that made her a proficient and respected agent? That was all Millie's.
Those two facets about herself, where never really hers. But her doctor said, that those character traits were always hers, that Millie and Mia were just different aspects of her personality.
However, not all of the memories would fully return to her of what she'd done while Mia and Millie were in control, and that was one thing that shook her. Never knowing what she was responsible for. Shaking her head at that thought, she knew she needed to live in the present, not the past.
The two women walked into the day room, watching their fellow inmates, sitting in the unified circle.
"There you two are" Dr. Rubin said with a smile, "We're just about to send out a search party."
Emily chuckled as she took a seat next to her favorite doctor.
"Well now, group it's time to make a big announcement" Dr. Rubin told the group, "Emily here will soon be out."
"What?" a man said, "Why does she get to leave before me? I've been here longer."
"Andrew, your illness is different from Emily's" Dr. Rubin said, "And if you want to be released you have to participate in your treatment. Emily has made a tremendous step forward."
"For a girl with three different personalities" Andrew said, "Do you think someone who has two other people living in her head really ready to be unleashed on the world?"
Emily winced at that, that was one of her fears. Not being accepted back by her friends, the team. Or Hotch.
"Andrew" Dr. Rubin said, "You know the rules about upsetting your group."
"This group bites" Andrew barked out, getting louder while Barry rushed over with a few other security guards, "Look at her, they know Emily. They all know. You think any of them are going to be thrilled with you? Welcome to crazy town population you."
Emily closed her eyes, doing her breathing exercises. 'One, two, three...'
A warm hand on her shoulder, caused her to open her eyes, and no one else was in the day room.
"I didn't have another blackout, did I?" Emily asked, she could feel the pounding on her head, but hoped it was only a headache.
"No, I cleared out the room, for your comfort" her doctor told her, "Would you like to talk in here or in my office?"
Sighing, "Here's fine" Emily said licking her lips, "Are you sure, I'm really ready to go home?"
The doctor gave Emily a reassuring smile, "Absolutely Emily, I have no doubt that you're ready to have outpatient treatment."
Emily bit her lower lip, "How can you be so sure when I'm not even sure?"
Her doctor took a seat next to her, "Emily, you're following all the regimens. You're taking your medication and you're expressing your emotions. All that compartmentalizing you do, that's great for when you're working but it's not really much of a help in every other aspect in life, is it?"
"No" Emily replied shaking her head, "But how, how do I get them to forgive me?"
"Your friends love you" the doctor told her, "You just need to maintain that honest and open communication with them. Don't try and focus on fixing them, your job is to focus on your well being."
"I'll try my best" Emily said, "So when do I get sprung from the nut hut? Just kidding."
"We wrap up the rest of your therapy and get everything transitioned for outpatient treatment" Dr. Rubin told her, "You can be out of her by early Saturday morning."
"And when can I get back to work?" Emily asked.
"Well that's up to your Unit Chief, Section Chief and the Bureau psychiatrist" the doctor informed her, "We'll need to closely monitor your medication and stress in the field. We don't want certain cases triggering a relapse."
Emily took a deep breath, "Ok."
"I think the Bureau doctor will mandate guidelines for you to follow along with progress reports" he told her, "We'll go over the rest before your release. Do you want to go call Aaron?"
Emily smiled, "Are we done?"
"For now" the doctor told her seeing her grin, "We'll work on checking on the integration tomorrow."
"Ok" Emily said getting up as she shoved her hands in her pocket, turning around, "Thank you, Dr. Rubin. For all your help."
"No problem, Emily" the doctor said, "And please how many times do I have to tell you to call me Richard?"
"Richard" Emily said, "I'll see you next session."
Emily hurried over to the small group of phone booths, she rolled her eyes when she saw another patient there.
Talking to her imaginary boyfriend again.
Reaching in, she pulled the phone from her hand, "You can talk to Leo later, I need the phone."
"Hmph" Sheila muttered as Emily pushed her out of the small box.
Taping her fingers on the buttons, she inhaled. This would be the first time she called happy.
"Hello?" Hotch said.
"It's me" Emily said, grinning, "Guess what?"
"What?" Hotch asked, he could hear the lightheartedness in her tone.
"I'm coming home" Emily said, biting her lip, hoping that she was still wanted.
"Oh?" Hotch replied.
Emily frowned at that, she felt a sharp pain in the side of her head. She knew that feeling, she felt it before.
She just hoped that she was wrong.
Sven Goran Eriksson said, "The greatest barriers to success is the fear of failure."
To Be Continued...
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