Emily's POV
"I am so sorry, Hotch!" Emily whispers out feeling bad, she bumped into him and spilled her coffee. Prentiss' cheeks growing red with embarrassment.
Hotch smiled at her cheeks growing with the beautiful shade of red.
Hotch placed his hands on her shoulders, "Emily, it's fine," he gently shakes her, "I have other suits in my office." With that Hotch walked away to change.
There is something wrong with Hotch today. He's acting, happier. Maybe him and his wife went out for dinner for the first time in a while, but I like seeing him happy.
Emily walked into the briefing room and there was one seat left, next to JJ. Hotch sat in the same seat everytime, so it truly was the only available one. As Emily went to sit and JJ got up, possibly to head to the bathroom, and bumped into Emily, as she didn't realize Agent Prentiss was behind her. When they collided Emily felt a spark, she wasn't sure of what had caused it, but she quickly pushed the feeling away, as she normally did with those things.
"Sorry Em" JJ smiled shyly and headed out the door before Emily could say anything. At the same time Hotch came in the door on the other side of the briefing room. Both Hotch and Emily took their seats.
A few moments later JJ walked in and took her seat next to the raven-haired agent.
Garcia got up from her chair and started to talk in her usual chirpy voice, "Well, this one is a doozy. In Gatlinburg, Tennessee a family of-" Emily had zoned out when she smelt a similar sent, it was the blonde agent who was sitting beside her. She smiled to herself and stole a glance at JJ.
God she's so beautiful! Emily, what are you thinking, she has a boyfriend, Will, who is everything thing to her.
A piece of JJ's hair fell from behind her ear as she leaned over the table slightly, and it covered her face. Emily desperately wanted to tuck it back into place.
"Emily. Emily!" Derek called her name, giving her a 'what the hell are you doing' look.
Prentiss cleared her throat, "Sorry, I uh, I'll be right back." With that, she walked out, but she could her Hotch in the back asking her if she was ok, but she didn't answer.
Once Emily was safe inside the walls of the ladies bathroom she went into a stall, locked the door, put the toilet lid down, and sat on top of it.
What the hell are you doing Emily? JJ, is your best friend, what has gotten into you?
Just as Emily walked out of the stall, the door was push opened and revealed a blonde with a worried face.
"What's with the face JJ?" Emily already knew what the face was for, but she tried pulling off an innocent act.
"Don't play dumb Em, what's wrong? You seemed distracted and distant in there." JJ's eyes grew with anticipation.
"JJ, I'm fine." She gave her a small smile to reassure the blonde. JJ shot her a look. "Really, I'm fine, JJ. Don't worry about me, okay?"
"If there was something, you'd tell me right?" She hesitantly asked, looking both hopeful and afraid of the answer.
"Of course, Jay." Emily replied softly, she put her hand on JJ's shoulder for reassurence.
JJ's POV
Emily's had slipped down JJ's shoulder and just as Prentiss went to walk away, her hand was grabbed by JJ, spinning her so they faced each other. They looked deeply into each others eyes, JJ's stomach had butterflies in it just looking at Emily.
How is she so goddamn beautiful?
JJ couldn't help herself any longer, she put her arms around Emily's neck and Emily put her arms firmly around JJ's waist and their bodies were pressed together, Emily and JJ, now hugging each other tight.
I couldn't help it, I just had to touch her.
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Author's note: I am so very sorry about the disappointment at the end.