I love that Emily is back on the show. This idea came to me and I just started writing. Not sure where it will go, but give it a shot.

"Oh please! You haven't had to work a day in your life for a date." Emily Prentiss stated as she took a sip of her drink.

Derek Morgan smiled at the comment. "I may not work for dates during the day, but at night, I do all the work." He said while raising his eyebrows and showing off his smile.

Emily rolled her eyes as her gaze met her other colleges Jennifer Jareau, or JJ, and Penelope Garcia. They all shook their heads, though there were slight smiles on their faces.

Just as they finished teasing him, Derek was handed a drink.

"Uhh I didn't order this." He said to the bartender.

The young woman smiled "I know, she did." She said as she nodded her head towards a tall blonde sitting at the other end of the bar.

Derek looked at his friends, who by then were shaking their heads, though amused at the situation.

"Duty calls" He said with a smile as he grabbed the drink and walked over to the woman.

The three agents stared off in his direction.

"So not fair." Penelope whined as she watched the two flirt.

"Tell me about it." JJ replied. "I can't even remember the last date I went on." She muttered into her drink.

Emily smirked. "I do. Yeah? Remember the guy with the beard? The really cute one?"

JJ rolled her eyes in reply. "The one who turned had a collection of dolls? Yeah he was a real winner."

"Oh come on, it was just dolls."

"They were all headless!" JJ responded.

Garcia and Emily tried to stifle their laughter.

"Did you ever find out if he kept the heads or if he tossed 'em?" Penelope asked in the straightest voice possible.

"No. And that one will remain a mystery." She concluded as she looked up to see Derek strolling over, fanning himself with a napkin.

"Ok don't tell me. You were sweet and charming and she was all giggly and told you to give her a call sometime." Emily said, raising an eyebrow.

"Well I mean I'm always sweet and charming." He said as he smiled and tucked the napkin in his pocket.

"That's it?" JJ asked. "We don't get to even know her name?"

Derek smiled as he finished the drink he was given. "I'm sorry. That's privileged information."

Emily felt her phone buzz in her back pocket. As she rolled her eyes at Derek's comment, she pulled it out and looked at the number. She didn't recognize it, but decided to answer it anyway. "I'll be right back." She said over her shoulder as she moved to find a quieter area so she could hear better.

Finally, she found a spot and slid her finger across the screen of her phone to accept the call. "Hello?"

"He... Hello?"

Emily furrowed her brow in confusion. "Hello? Is anyone there?"

She heard coughing at the other end of the line followed by what sounded like a small sob.

"Hello?" Emily asked once again. She normally would have chalked this up to a wrong number call, but there was something in her gut that told her to remain connected.

"E... Emily? Is this... Is this Emily's phone?" The voice finally came across.

"Yes this is she. Who may I ask is calling?" Emily responded. The voice sounded like it belonged to a young girl, maybe in her early teens, but she wanted to be careful of the amount of information she disclosed to any stranger- knowing her line of work.

"I... this was the number they left. I don't... I didn't know..." The girl stammered.

Emily exhaled before gently interrupting the girl. "Sweetie, who gave you this number?"

There were a few moments of silence from the other end of the phone before the soft voice returned. "My... my parents."

Emily had a feeling that there was something more going on, but she was getting very little information from the current means of communication.

"Ok. Can you tell me where you are? Are you alright?"

Another sob.

"They told me about you on my thirteenth birthday." She responded. "I hid. They didn't know. I couldn't get to them. I never thought I would talk to you." She began to speak faster, all of the thoughts in her head flowing at once.

"Ok ok slow down. What's your name?" Emily asked, hoping to get some information out of the girl so she could help her as best as possible.

"Rylee."

"Ok Rylee. Are you in danger?"

The girl cleared her throat. "They left." She whispered into the phone.

"Who, Rylee? Who left?"

"I dono who they are."

"Ok so you're safe right now?" Emily asked, just to be certain they were on the same page.

"Mmmhmmm."

"Ok Rylee are you hurt?" Emily asked, she knew the process would take a long time, but the girl seemed to know her and she seemed to be in one sort of trouble.

Another sob.

"They aren't moving! I'm sorry! Mom! Dad! Please!" The girl yelled.

Emily wasn't even sure that the girl realized that she was still on the phone with someone.

"Ok, sweetheart listen to me." Emily stated and then paused. "Are you there?"

"Yeah"

"Great. You're doing a great job. Did you call the police?" She asked.

"No! No! I can't I promised! I can't call them! Please don't call them! I promised!"

Emily exhaled deeply. "Ok, Rylee. You're ok. I'm not gonna call them. Ok?"

"K"

"Can you tell me where you are? So I can come help you?"

There was a bit of muffled sounds from the other end of the phone, but finally the girl responded. "They told me to call you if something happened."

"You did a great job! And I'm sure that your mom and dad would like me to help you, or they wouldn't have given you my number, right?" She tried to logic with the girl.

"Yeah."

"Ok. So can you tell me where you are?"

"9374 Waycross Dr."

Emily furrowed her brow. She couldn't pinpoint anyone who lived at that address. "Ok. Rylee?" She questioned to make sure that the girl was still on the line.

Another sob escaped from the girl's mouth. "Yeah?" She answered.

"I'm going to get my really good friend Penelope. She works with me and is really good at finding people." Emily started to say as she began to walk back towards her co-workers.

"No police! Please!" The girl cried out and Emily winced as she pulled the phone away from her ear for a moment.

"No, sweetie. She isn't the police. She works with computers." Emily tried to explain.

As she came in view to her friends, she made eye contact with JJ. The blonde, sensing the urgency in her friend's movements stood up and gave her a questioning look.

"Everything ok?" she mouthed as the brunette came closer, obviously trying to explain something to someone on the phone.

Emily shrugged her shoulders as she continued to speak to the girl. "Ok. So 9374 Waycross, right?" She asked as she looked at Garcia and gave her a look of question. "I'm gonna have my friend look it up right now, ok sweetheart?" She said, as Garcia nodded her head in understanding.

The technical analyst quickly unzipped her purse and pulled out one of her many cell phones. She quickly opened up an app and plugged in the address.

After a few seconds, her phone found the location. She turned towards Emily and nodded her head while showing her the screen.

The brunette looked and saw that the location was almost a 4 hour drive. She crinkled her brow in confusion. Who was this girl?

"Mommy? Daddy?" Emily was pulled out of her thoughts to the whimpering sounds on the other side of the phone.

"Rylee, sweetie you still there?" Emily asked.

"No! Please! Wake up! Please!" Emily could faintly hear the cries of the girl. She realized Rylee must have dropped the phone, though she was still connected.

"Rylee?" Emily called out again, but all that she could hear were the faint sounds of sobbing.

The profiler turned towards her co-workers, including Derek, who had been called over by Garcia when she saw how frantic Emily looked.

"We need to get to this location. Now."

So yeah. Something new. Let me know what you think and if I should continue.