Ever since Emily had laid eyes on the blonde liaison, JJ, she was drawn to her. She couldn't quite explain it, it was like a school girl crush. Emily knew that she had to get rid of these feelings, whatever they were. For the sake of the team, and well her heart, she couldn't fall for a straight girl not again. She knew it would never end well.
Emily got up from her desk where she had just spent the past hour doing wretched paperwork over their past few cases. She walked to the coffee machine where she was greeted by Morgan.
"Tough morning?" He asked noticing her weary facial expression.
"Just getting through the paperwork from the past few cases." She said with a sigh, pouring herself a cup of coffee.
"Paperwork that is always a killer." Emily didn't get a chance to say anything in reply to him, as JJ had just walked up. Emily could feel the familiar butterflies form in the pit of her stomach, which always seemed to happen whenever the blonde was around. Her gaze drifted from the blondes beautiful blue eyes to her lips, studying the way they curved. She could already picture JJ's smile, it was magnificent. God how much she just wanted to press her lips against the blondes, to taste their beautiful flavor, to run her fingers through JJ's blonde hair.
"Emily are you okay?" JJ asked her expression had become one of concern.
"Huh, yeah I'm fine, sorry just got lost in my thoughts for a moment." Emily offered a slight smile, as if to express everything was fine. "What's up?"
Damn Emily thought, JJ had caught her starring, she really needed to get these feelings under control. But the blonde just made it so hard, with every laugh, with every smile, even with just the way she moved. God she was just so perfect. Emily glanced over at Morgan, guessing at his expression he was studying the situation.
None of the team knew that she was gay, and she actually preferred to keep it that way. She didn't want them to think of her any differently. Anyways on this job just being a woman made it difficult but being gay on top of that…
"Hotch is getting the team together to discuss a new case." JJ responded, before walking away to the conference room.
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An hour later the team was on the private jet heading to Austin Texas. There had been a string of abductions, all woman between the ages of mid-twenties and late thirties. Well out of the victims there had been a twenty-five year old, Clarissa Hamilton. A thirty-two year old, Kaira Clayton, and a thirty-six year old, Mary Washburn. They all happened to be white, but that didn't narrow down the profile much of why they were being abducted and murdered. They didn't even have the same hair color, body types or social group. The latest abduction had been twenty-eight year old Lauren Paris, she however had not turned up dead yet. The unsub seemed to keep them alive for at least three days, it was hard to tell due to when the bodies were found.
Emily walked down the aisle, her hand brushed up against JJ's, she could feel her skin tingle. She hid her surprise and to stop a slight gasp with a smile, glancing down at the floor.
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"So what happened earlier? It seemed like you were trying to send a telepathic message to JJ or something." Morgan stated, he had taken the seat across from her.
She sighed, "Look nothing happened, alright. I was just thinking okay. That's all." Her tone had become slightly defensive.
Emily could tell from Morgan's expression he didn't want to just drop the subject, that he could tell something was up. She stood up and walked to the bathroom before he had a chance to ask her anything else.
Once in the bathroom she locked the door, she then turned on the water, splashing her face. She liked the feel of the ice cold water against her skin, it seemed to calm down her racing heart. Glancing in the mirror she studied her facial expression. It felt as though her ability to compartmentalize seemed to be breaking apart. She really needed to get control of herself, before it started to show in her work.
"Stop this" she muttered to herself before leaving the bathroom. She then glanced at Morgan and decided to take her chance with sitting in the seat across the aisle from where Reid and Rossi were playing a game of chess. It looked like Rossi had the upper hand, although she was hoping the boy genius would pull through and win this. Emily then tucked her legs under her watching the chess match, which led to falling asleep for the rest of the flight.
