What Episode Does Emily Prentiss Come Back Novels & Stories

I swallowed. “Who is it?” I asked as I stood to my feet, reaching for the plates of food to return them to the kitchen. Izzy and Fabian exchanged cryptic glances before Izzy pushed himself from his seat, helping me with some of the plates. “A woman named Emily. Beta Trent and Silas found and captured her while she was on the run. ”My world tilted for a second. I stumbled, then caught myself. Izzy and Janine were saying something, but with all the ringing in my ears, I couldn’t hear them. The name Emily punched through my skull like a hammer, dragging with it memories I thought I had buried.

Nathan's POV A call came in almost immediately. The voice on the other end sounded hesitant. "Nathan, when did you get back? You were there for the autopsy. It's been years now—don't you think it's time to let go?" The voice kept droning on, but I couldn't hear a single word. I hung up. My eyes stayed locked on their fading figures in the distance. For three years, I dreamed of Emily Cross every single night. Her eyes, her brows, the tiny mole at the corner of her eye—everything was exactly the same. There's no way I could be wrong.

Back in Emily’s room she was still thinking about what happened between her and Ethan. A quiet knock pulled her out of her thoughts. “Madam?” Lila’s voice came softly from the door. “Come in.” Lila stepped inside carefully, her usual warmth still there, but something about her felt… hesitant. “Good afternoon, Madam Emily. How are you feeling today?” Emily didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she stood. Slowly. Her eyes fixed on Lila. “Finally,” she said, walking toward her. “I’ve been waiting for you to come back after you ran away yesterday. I hope you know we have an unfinished discussion”

But the doctor didn’t return. Instead, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I stepped out into the hallway and answered in a whisper. “Hello?” A deep voice replied, “Miss Prescott. It’s the investigator.” My pulse quickened. “I have the first complete set of results,” he continued. “About the accident. About the cover-up. And about Ember.” My breath caught. “Tell me.” There was a pause. “You need to prepare yourself. None of it is what you think.” A chill ran down my spine.

He seemed to sense my hesitation. "Let me see," he said, wheeling closer to me. I nodded, and together we began to click through the files. As we scrolled through the videos, we discovered it was footage of the company and his family's home when his father was still alive. As we watched, something caught my eye, and I immediately exclaimed, "Rewind, rewind, rewind!" Alex looked at me curiously. “Alex, rewind!”

Would he even have time to think about her, an insignificant being who was just passing by in his life? Resigning to her fate, Emmy spoke in a detached voice, “Well, Lynn has just informed me that we will be going back to our normal lives in three days. It means that your official wife will finally come to you.” Her voice was low and with the fact that Vince was driving, he did not hear her well, “What did you just say?” Emmy shrunk at the man’s sharp gaze. She could not bear to say anything, “Nothing.” … The moment they reached home, Emmy went to freshen up. They had already had dinner outside, so she only needed to freshen up and sleep.

Valerie replied, "do I know... please, do come in, don't mind Emily and one of her silly ways." Before Phil could introduce himself, Emily quickly chipped in, "Mum, what happened, why are you back?" Mrs. Valerie smiled, "I forgot one of my documents, I was supposed to take it along with me. Don't worry, I won't disturb you both." She turned to Phil, "Please, do make yourself comfortable, and when I'm back, we will get to know each other more." As she got inside to pick up the file, Emily felt a wash down her spine. She didn't want her mother to know about Phil, at least not yet.

"Isn't Renny that guy's... Eric's kid?" "It's a long story, Mom... " "A long story with Ramon as the main character?" I nod, a little surprised at how fast she figured it out. "Then I am so eager and interested to listen to that very long story" She grins at me. "So you two are back together?" I huff. "Not really and there's nothing-" "He brought you really late last night. That's not a sign of not really being together, is it?" I want to blurt out a huge "NO" but I feel a sudden urge to throw up. I rush to the washrooms and release the vomit.

She lets out a small laugh, shaking her head as she sits on the edge of the bed. “No,” she says. “It didn’t feel off.” I frown slightly. She looks up at me, her expression sharpening. “It is off,” she corrects. “But not because of tonight.” She crosses her arms. “Emily knows something’s coming. Her contacts aren’t talking. Hunter’s already been arrested. There’s too much going on behind the scenes.” She tilts her head slightly. “She knows.” I exhale slowly, running a hand down my face. “Yeah,” I mutter. “I think she does too.” And tomorrow? Everything starts unraveling.

"Now, I don't understand how he's back in her life." Emily's mouth formed into a small smirk which disappeared in a blink of an eye. "Back in her life? What do you mean?" Fiona let out a dramatic sigh. "Of course, you wouldn't know. Alex went to find her." Emily gaped. "Oh. And how did you know?" Fiona blinked and looked away. "Just somehow." He looked back at her. "I don't know why he went back to her, and it's irking. I hate it."