A/N: So this is a new project. An experiment of love! I don't really know where I want to go with this, so I'm just gonna go with the flow, and if any of you have any ideas at any point, I would appriciate it! Thanks to my always lovely beta-reader tazvlr2001! Please enjoy and R&R :)


The adrenaline was pumping through her veins like crazy. She ran as fast as she could. This was a matter of life and death, or it felt like it. Catching JJ in her arms, she quickly spun the blonde around and kissed her hard. JJ dropped all she had in her hands in shock, before closing her eyes tightly shut and pushing Emily roughly up against her car. Emily knew deep within herself that what she had said about JJ taking a chance with Will had been wrong, but she had been too scared, scared that JJ didn't feel the same way about her and scared to lose her friend. She just wanted to help a colleague, secretly testing both JJ and her feelings, and try to make an excuse for herself to get over the blonde media liaison. But when JJ had actually made her move on the southern detective, she seriously thought about killing herself. Now, with JJ pressed tightly up against her in a matter of seconds, unsatisfied feelings, longing and yearning for one another after almost loosing each other, none of this seemed to matter anymore. Pulling her closer, Emily tried to go after the handle of the car, finding it to be locked, but it was already too late. JJ had let go of her, and was now slowly stepping backwards, hand on her mouth in realization of what just had happened.

"Emily," she whispered.

Emily slowly opened her eyes again looking deeply into the blue eyes in front of her. They were wide open and filled with lust, shock and what looked like disgust and anger with herself. Emily looked down to her right in shame.

"I'm straight. I can't do this. You're my best friend," JJ said her voice low and choked with tears.

"I know..." Emily answered, concentrating hard on standing on her feet as she pressed down every single emotion filling her body.

Before Emily had the chance to say anything further, JJ was rushing forward, picking up her files as quickly as possible, unlocking her car and driving away as fast as she could manage, leaving a heartbroken Emily behind to "eat her dust". And she felt horrible about it.


The next day at work it didn't take much for Emily to figure out that JJ was obviously trying to ignore her as much as possible, not even wanting to say a little 'hi' or something. Emily felt terrible. It was like the world was coming to an end and it was all her fault. But damn her, feeling JJ's lips on hers, her tongue in her mouth, breasts and bodies pressed tightly together, it almost felt like it was worth it. Even though she knew it wasn't and never would be. Because what JJ and her had was something special and out of the ordinary, though she couldn't put the right words to it.

Emily wasn't the only one thinking about that kiss. In JJ's office, she found it quite impossible to concentrate on anything at all. Her thoughts constantly returned to a certain brunette and her sweet and tasty, soft lips pressed firmly against her own. Fireworks exploded like crazy in her mind. Unknown feelings unraveled themselves in front of her - an unspeakable longing and desire.

She was straight.

She was not supposed to feel this way. She had always liked men. She had never even kissed a girl before. Not even in college. But feeling this way, made her rethink everything she ever thought she knew about her life. And all there were left was the picture of Emily Prentiss.

But she had never been in a relationship with a woman before. She wasn't even sure about how to do it. She remembered back in high school, when some boys found out a younger student was gay. He got beaten up almost every day. It was horrible! It was absolutely not okay to be gay. And what would her parents think? Her poor old mother, who's only wish, was a good man to take care of her daughter. She was certain that it would break her heart to know that her daughter was gay or bi, or even thinking about other women that way. She grew up in a small town, where people took matters into their own hands, a place where any nigger or faggot could be beaten up for really nothing but just being there. One time, JJ tried to speak up and do something about it, but then the boys turned on her, making her shut up forever.

No, it was definitely not a good idea...

JJ's thoughts were broken off by a knock on the door.

"Come in," she shouted.

It was Morgan. He had some papers in his hands. But something was different about him. He looked to be concerned about something that was obviously filling his mind making it hard for him to concentrate.

"Hi, I need some information about this case."

"Sure," JJ answered.

Morgan was just about to walk out of the door, when he stopped and looked at JJ.

"By the way, do you know what's up with Prentiss? She's been acting weird all morning."

JJ felt her heart speeding a bit, hearing about Emily. Though she couldn't do it last night, didn't mean that she cared any less about her. The last thing she wanted was for her to get hurt, but she had to cover up.

"No, I haven't really gotten the chance to talk with her today."

"Alright," Derek said. "I just know the two of you are good friends and I wanted to check. She's gotten me concerned all day. Well, I you find anything out, let me know, alright?"

"Sure," JJ answered, a bit concerned at Morgan's words as he left her office again.


Later that same day, Emily sat with her head stuck in tons of paperwork. She was trying her best to be as slow as possible, lacking behind. She knew that she needed JJ's help with her work, so she tried to push it as far as possible, not wanting to have to face the blonde at all, no matter the reason. But when she saw JJ walking out on her way to Morgan's desk, with her silky long hair swaying in the wind, her white button-up blouse hugging all her curves perfectly, her pencil skirt following suit, complimenting her long beautiful legs and her eyes fixed on the file in her hands, Emily's heart skipped a beat.

"Thanks," Morgan said as she handed him the papers. JJ briefly caught Emily's eyes, but she turned her head again as soon as possible, not being prepared for looking her in eyes probably just yet.

After JJ left, Emily sighed heavily, burying her head in her own stack of papers in defeat. This however did not go unnoticed by the man next to her.

"You should go talk to her," Derek said.

"Mind your own business," she said grumpily and catching her falling head in her hands.

"Alright Princess, I get it," he chuckled. "Just saying. I'll bet she's having just as hard a time as you are. If it were me, I would get it over with as soon as possible."

"Yeah?" She looked up, flashing half of a smile on an exhausted face.

"Yeah. I don't think this is doing any of you girls any good at all."

"I don't know…" she said. "Maybe you're right; maybe I should go talk to her."


Maybe she should give it a chance? JJ thought to herself when she was back to safety behind her office door. Her whole body was aching unbelievably towards this woman. So why not try and give it a go and just for once do something that she actually wanted for herself? Then again, she had never really thought about Emily in that way until she was pressed hard up against her. Well, that wasn't completely true either. She had always known her and Emily had a stronger connection than she had ever experienced before. She had felt it from the first moment she had laid eyes on her. It was like Emily was the gravity holding her down, the one that could always make her laugh, make her smile, even make her cry when she needed to. Her heart would go a little faster when she walked in the door, and it would sometimes feel like her whole body and everything around them would slowdown when she looked deeply into the brown orbs. She always thought that it was normal. She had dated tons of boring guys during their friendship, never really thinking about the fact that she couldn't stop thinking about the other woman. It was just Emily, and it was so damn confusing…

For the second time that day, JJ was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"It's open," she called out. But when her eyes caught sight of Emily, she felt her heart flinch and her stomach twist.

"What can I help you with?" JJ said a bit coldly after watching Emily stand speechless and obviously nervous in front of her for a minute or so.

"I… Uhm… I- I just wanted to get some things for my, my paperwork." She let out a nervous breath covered by a smile while handing her the files on their latest case.

"Is that all?" JJ asked harshly, never looking up from her desk. Emily felt her knees buckle. This wasn't going as well as she planned - but then again, what could she really hope for?

"Listen…" Emily took her hand up to her head, having trouble with finding the words. "About yesterday…"

"I've said all I wanted to say," JJ interrupted, just as coldly as before. Usually she wasn't really like this, but she felt like she had to protect herself. "And I'm not going to s—"

"Go out with me," Emily cut her off, looking down and fumbling nervously with her fingers. JJ's head shot up, completely taken by surprise. "Please. I want to take you to diner. I know I might've made a mistake, but I really care for you, and I just want a chance. I- I want you to know what you're turning down before you do it. It's just one date and if you don't want to go out with me again after that, I would understand. I truly would. And I would go back to being your friend as before. Please. Why can't we just let it go and enjoy ourselves for once? I really like you JJ, and even though you may not like me that way, please, just give me one last chance to show you a whole new level. Just for one evening. That's all I'm asking for."

When Emily was finally done rambling, it was JJ's turn to find herself completely wordless. But after a minute or so, Emily spoke again in a softer tone filled with defeat.

"Well… Uhm… I'll be waiting down in front of your apartment at 6:30 pm on Friday. I promise to leave again after 15 minutes if you don't show up. But then you'll at least have the chance…"

Emily was just about to walk out the door with her head down, when JJ called after her.

"Wait!" she said. She saw as Emily quickly shot her head up, eyes filled with new hope. "I can't believe I'm about to do this…" JJ whispered to herself before she continued. "Pick me up at 7 on Saturday, and don't be late."

"Of course not!" Emily said as enthusiastic as possible.

"And, Emily? This is just a one-time thing. I'm not promising you anything at all," she said, back to her firm tone again.

"Of course! Trust me, you won't regret it!" Emily smiled and hurried out of the door a new happiness bubbling up in her stomach.

"Yes!" she whispered to herself, throwing a fist into the air.

Back at JJ's office, she couldn't help but to chuckle lightly as a small blush crept onto her cheeks. She just got herself a date with the hottest and most amazing woman in the world. Leaning back in her chair, she blocked out all her thoughts, choosing to just let things happen and think about it later. That way she could just try and enjoy herself and go by her feelings and be happy in them, instead of letting them push her any further away.