I See you, Y/N. (Emily Prentiss X Reader)

-49- missing

TW: wounds / blood
Talking about Torture and Homophobia
Mentioning of Suicide
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Emily's POV

I slowly wake up and feel more miserable than I have in a long time. My head is pounding and throbbing and when I slowly open my eyes, the bright light feels like blinding lightning trying to drill through my eyeballs into my brain.

I blink a few times and raise a hand to put it protectively over my eyes.

As I move, a stabbing pain runs through my entire body and I let out a dark groan.

Where am I?

What happened?

I try to breathe deeply and calmly until the pain goes away, then I open my eyes a little to analyze my surroundings.

Eggshell-colored walls reflect the far too bright light of the bright ceiling lights.
A small television hangs in the corner at the top, and I can see yellow curtains in front of the windows.
I'm lying in a bed with pastel yellow sheets and an oxygen meter is attached to my finger and several tubes lead from my body to a beeping monitor that is next to me.

The monotonous beeping becomes faster as I remember the results of the last few days.

The case in this church.
the parking lot.
the silent basement.
the heavy cross that keeps hitting my body and the countless Bible quotes.
the pain.
Y/N.

Oh God.
Y/N?

I sit up suddenly and my body reacts with such intense pain that everything goes black and I fall back into the pillows, whimpering.
"Y/N." I want to scream, but only a quiet, croaking whisper comes out.

The room starts to spin and the machine next to me beeps faster and more irregularly, while the images of Y/N push themselves into my mind.

The look in her y/e/c eyes when she heard my false confession.
How she was thrown against the Wall and lay motionless.
How she incapacitated my attacker.
How she crawled to me with the last of her strength.
and then?

Then she was gone.
I have lost her.

This thought is too much for me and before I can react in any way, I fall powerlessly back into the deep darkness of unconsciousness.

JJ's POV

"The torture has taken a lot out of her, she is physically and mentally exhausted.
She is dehydrated and quite weak, her body will need a while to recover.
She has several bruises, cuts and hematomas and her shoulder was dislocated.
It is really important that she does not get upset.
She must stay calm and give her body time to recover.
Only then can we really assess the extent of the psychological damage." The nurse explains to me calmly but still urgently, while my hand is already on the door handle.

I nod rather impatiently and then wait for her permission before I enter the hospital room.

I sigh slightly as I catch a first glimpse of the room.