This takes place in season 2 during the episode "Jones". It has references to the episode itself, and Reid's behavior towards Emily during this time. May or may not continue depending on the reviews I get for it. ENJOY!

Nothing belongs to me.

"You can leave now." Emily says in a husky tone while taking a hit of the cigarette placed in between her fingers. Her eyes roll back, and her long legs stretch out from her robe that hangs open slightly. The New Orleans moon shined over the terrace. Derek Morgan looked at her in confusion from the glass doors leading into her hotel room.

"Why would I do that?" He asks her. He watches her shrug, and place the cigarette back into her mouth. Her eyes roll back, and she tilts her head back while exhaling.

"Well isn't that what you're supposed to do? Leave after you've feasted on your prey?" Emily asks him with a small smirk. She's drunk. Well, not falling down drunk but drunk enough to be depressed. That's how she's feeling right now, depressed. She just slept with a co-worker. How can she be so fucking stupid? I mean really, again. Last time it worked out so well. She shook her head, and closed her eyes wishing it would all go away. Wishing he would leave so she could concentrate. She heard him chuckle.

"Baby, like I said before you are not the prey. You are the hunter." He says. "The lioness." He smiles walking toward her, and kneeling behind her. He moves her hair, and nuzzles it with his nose.

"Does that make you the antelope?" She asks. He laughs against her neck.

"I guess so." He says. She places her tongue against her top teeth.

"No. It makes you the King of the Pride..." and I'm just the next lioness in line waiting to bow at your feet, and you will just move on to another after you're done with me. She thinks the last part, and doesn't say it. Another hit off her cigarette.

"It makes me Derek Morgan, and you are Emily Prentiss. We just had amazing sex, and I'd like to do it again." He says kissing her neck. She lets out a laugh.

"That's hilarious. It can't happen again Morgan. You know why. I know why." Emily says. He shrugs.

"It could happen again. Nothing is really stopping us, not like anybody has to find out." He says leaning over to run his fingers along her thigh. She turns around to look at him.

"I can't...I'm going to lose my job Morgan. I don't think you understand!" She snaps at him. "Ever since I joined the team Hotch has been looking for something to use, some excuse to get rid of me. This is it. This is what it is. Someone always finds out things like this. I'm done. It's over. I fucked up again." She says. "Reid is in the next room. He had to have heard us. He'd do anything to get rid of me." Emily says biting her lip. "Now leave." She says sadly. Derek sighs from behind her, shocked at her outburst.

"I'm sorry Emily...I...I...I'm sorry." He says taken back from her harsh tone. She shakes her head. She sighs, he wasn't meaning anything by it. She just yelled at him.

"I'm sorry for sounding that harsh...it's just they won't fire you. They want to fire me." Emily says. "This drama with Reid isn't helping. I'm doing the best I can and what we did was the most unprofessional thing we could've done. I like you. I like you a lot. I'd date you, but...we're working together. As long as we're working together it just isn't possible." She whispers. Derek nods, and moves towards her. He leans down, and his lips attach to her red ones. A long passionate kiss is shared, and then he's gone. He's going back to his room, and she's turning her back and lighting another cigarette.

She feels bad now. She felt bad before she kicked him out, but now she feels like a bitch. The truth was she wanted him again. She wanted him more than anything. He's the only one that understood her on this team. She liked Garcia, and JJ but she'd never been good at having friends. Derek was her friend though, somehow. She just fucked it up by having sex with him. Depression was coming and going lately. She tried to feel better, but it was hard to do when you have so many memories. Not to mention Reid has made her feel so great lately. Putting out her cigarette she sighs. She only smokes this much when she drinks. She drank a lot tonight. These are the times when she craves the addictions she once had.

Two years. That's how long she had been out of the villa she loved so much. It was hard to believe it was only two years. She thought coming to bureau would make her forget, but nothing had been able to make her forget. Ian was imprinted on her. She used so many men. Just trying to fill that void. Clyde, Derek, even Jeremy at one point. They never told Tsia about that. She feels a pang of guilt in her stomach. She had done a lot of bad things to forget him. She let men use her. She let Derek use her for his pleasure. He was a generous lover, most definitely, but it still felt like a part of her was missing. He filled that void for a short period of time though. When he touched her, her body felt like it was on fire. His kiss was perfect. So much emotion and passion. He did something none of those other men could do...he repaired her, even just for a few moments. She sighed, and looked out into the city lights one more time before going back through the door. When she opens the door from the terrace back into her room she stops. He's standing there. Well...sitting there. On the bed. She gave him a once over before asking him. "What are you still doing here?" She asks. He shrugs.

"I couldn't just...leave knowing I left you the way I did. You...I...I'm sorry for what happened between us." He says. She gave him a look, and a small smile spread across her lips. "I know you regret it. I didn't want that." He says. "I didn't know that I was going to hurt you." He says sighing. "I don't want to hurt you Emily. I care about you a lot." He says standing. "I just want you to know, I don't regret it. It was really amazing, and you're a really amazing person Emily." He says. Emily smirks a bit. Damn him for making her feel so good. She bites her lip, and walks towards him a bit.

"I don't regret it Derek. You didn't hurt me. I did this to myself. I chose to sleep with you. This isn't on you." Emily whispers. "It can't ever happen again though." Emily says. Derek nods.

"I know it can't." He whispers.

"Not after tonight." She says. He nods. "The nights not over." She mumbles. He catches it though. He walks towards her, and places his hands on her hips.

"You sure?" He asks. Emily nods a bit.

"I'm sure. If I only get one night with you, then...let's make it a good one." She says. He nods, and she wraps her arms around his neck. He leans down and picks her up while staring into her eyes. It wouldn't be like the first time they were together, it wouldn't be rough and fast, it would be what they both knew was making love. Though, neither of them would admit it. Neither of them would admit that it meant more than just a one night stand. It was something beyond that. It was something beautiful, and special. That second time, in New Orleans.

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