Title: TV or JJ?
Author: sofia-lindsay
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pairing: JJ/Emily
Disclaimer- I own nothing. If I did, Xena and Gabrielle would have been main text, and the same goes for JJ and Emily.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: A certain Warrior Princess gets Emily into trouble.
AN: Thanks to darkbardzero for beta'ing & for putting up with my rants over the past few days. I know I owe you a fic too. As soon as I can get my muse into gear, you'll have fluff coming your way!
AN2: I think I owed a few people a fic, and what better way to settle a debt than with Criminal Minds & Xena? Steppenwolf, this is for all those icons I bugged you to making. Calliope, I think you posted the last smut fic. This was going to be smut, but my muse just isn't feeling it. (I think I need to send her on vacation to see her gf…lol)
Archiving: P&P, WomeninKevlar. Other's please ask.

"Emily, baby, are you going to come to bed? I thought we were gonna take a nap."

Emily looked up from the flat-screen TV and smiled, "Sure thing hon., I'll be there in a few."

JJ sighed, knowing any extra-curricular activities would be postponed until her lover finished watching whatever it was she was engrossed in. She narrowed her eyes. Unless…

"Em, what are you watching?"

Aiyeyeyeyeyeye!

The profiler froze on the spot at the outburst from the TV. JJ on the other hand, walked in front of the TV and crossed her arms. Trying her best not to laugh at her girlfriend, she used her best "Agent Jareau" voice.

"Em…is that the show you were promised me you wouldn't watch again…because when you do, you get obsessed with it and we don't have sex for a week because you're watching every single episode of every freaking season?"

"Maybe…but since I bought the DVD's, I can always pause it and come back later…. or we could have some fun here on the couch…"

"I swear! You are such a guy!! You'd rather watch this show than have sex with me!! Wouldn't you?"

Emily gave a sheepish grin, "Sorry baby…we can have sex any time, but this is an episode I haven't seen lately and there's always this really cute blonde on there…"

The very-much alive blonde's jaw dropped, and Emily took the hint.

"…But she's no where near as cute as you, or as sexy. And you with a gun is a lot hotter than her with that stick any day! Except for maybe Callisto…cause you know, she has that whole kick-ass thing going…kinda like that look you have going for you right now…Umm…and I think I'll turn this off and follow you to the bedroom! How's that babe?"

The brunette bit her lip. Her blonde lover was currently standing with her arms crossed, a very plain "not amused" look on her face and was starting to tap her foot.

"Callisto? Who the, ya know, I don't even wanna know! As for you getting lucky, I don't think so hon. I'm suddenly not in the mood."

Emily scoffed, "Yeah. Jennifer Jareau, not in the mood? That'll be the day! Er…I mean…"

Blue eyes narrowed into slits and full lips turned into a smirk, "You know, you do have a point there…"

Her hands went to the hem of her shirt, and she smiled when she saw dark brown eyes turn black as she pulled it over her head. Throwing it over her shoulder at her lover, she walked down the hall towards he bedroom.

"Damnit Xena! You always get me into trouble!" Emily muttered as the shirt hit her in the face. Looking from the TV to the bedroom she was obviously torn between finishing the current episode and following her lover.

"Emily, you have two minutes to get in here, or I start without you!"

Without second thought, Emily reached for the remote and pushed a few buttons as she was running out of the room.

"Oooh!! Xena? Pause. Do JJ? Play!"