This is the new AU I might be working on. I wanted to put it under a cut but dont even get me started on that. So here it is. Let me know what you think if you take a look.
Emily let out the breath she was holding as she gingerly placed her right foot onto the carpet. Thunder clapped across the sky and she almost screamed but held it back. She couldn’t do the same when the lamp in the room suddenly came on.
“Where the hell have you been?”
Erin’s calm demeanor didn’t express the anger and worry she was feeling. She wasn’t going to give up on this girl…she would prove them all wrong. Emily Prentiss was a lost cause they said. She was smart, bordering on brilliant maybe, but didn’t give a damn. If the system could hold onto her long enough she would make it to 18.
Then she would slip away into the world and surely succumb to drugs, sex, or violence. She had temper and attitude to spare. She never followed rules and just didn’t give a damn. At 16 she’d been kicked out of more group homes and foster placement than Led Zeppelin had been hotels. This was the last stop; if not this place there was nowhere else.
There was the street. Erin couldn’t even say she was surprised to do the midnight bed check and find Emily gone. She woke up Elle, just glad she was there, and sent her to sleep in JJ’s room. And then she waited. It was 2:47 in the morning and Emily Prentiss was climbing through a third floor window. With the pouring rain Erin just counted her lucky that she made it. Finding her crumpled body in the shrubs tomorrow morning would be no way for anyone to start their weekend.
“I guess you’re not going to believe I was taking a walk.” Emily said, turning around.
“If this doesn’t work they’re gonna lock you up. You know that.”
“They can’t lock me up…I have rights.”
“No you don’t.” Erin shook her head. “You’re a minor.”
“Fine, I’ll run away to Canada. I’m sure I have rights there.”
“Where the hell were you?” Erin asked again.
“Clearly. Emily, you can’t keep doing this.”
“I’m not hurting anyone. I wasn’t doing anything wrong.”
“If you would’ve been caught by the police past curfew you could’ve been put in the system. You would’ve been in some juvenile facility all weekend. I would’ve reported you missing but no one would’ve given a damn since you’re a chronic runaway.”
“I am not.” Emily felt the need to defend herself.
OK, she ran away a lot. But that was because she wasn’t wanted. Or maybe she was wanted a little too much. Some of these places they put kids weren’t safe. Sometimes the streets were better. Sometimes Emily would rather do favors for someone who might not be the most desirable sort to have a warm place to stay for a few days than have to keep both eyes open in a “home”.
She could admit to herself that this place was better than most. Emily had been there a few weeks and there hadn’t been any major incidents. Still, she had a life outside and wanted to live it. Erin Strauss happened to be smarter than some of the adults she’d encountered in her travels. Not only was she smarter, she might even give a damn. It was going to take more than the pillows stuffed under the sheets to fool this one.