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I have the weekend off and thought that instead of going to spend money that I don't really have to spend, I'd write some fanfiction - woo.
This is the next part of my 'Girl's night out' series. It occurs a few hours after 'Girl's night out' and about a month after 'Before the end,' it's probably best if you read my one shot first but only if you want : )
Warning for non shippers - There'll be mentions of Garcia/Kevin and JJ/Hotch later on!
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Garcia and Prentiss sat opposite the newly brunette JJ, urging the petite woman to down the tequila shots in front of her. It was a Friday night and after the chaos of having to get Garcia's beloved Esther towed, getting Henry to Hotch's and calling for a cab so they could all have a drink, the three woman had finally managed to find a table in the bustling Irish bar. JJ drank three of the shots easily but hesitated when it came to the fourth, the rush of the alcohol finding her head but Penelope had other thoughts, "Drink it!"
JJ moaned towards her demanding friend while picking the small shot glass up and looking at the liquid wearily. "Tequila doesn't agree with me guys"
"Former blondie, down it in one or..." Garcia paused, her eyes scanned the bar until she found her target, a very orange, short bald man standing at the bar in his very tight black leather trousers, trying to chat up a tipsy Asian woman, "or I give your number to that guy"
"Eww... fine" JJ turned her nose up before letting her head fall back as she drank the shot.
"Woohoo Jaje, you feel better now?" Garcia beamed as JJ cringed.
"Ata girl" Prentiss congratulated her former colleague before passing over the glass of wine they had hidden from her.
JJ sighed loudly while taking the glass from Prentiss. "You know making me take a shot because I changed my hair colour, is wrong"
Garcia tutted while she leaned in over the table, the noise of the bar increased suddenly when a group of men dressed up as female divas entered the bar. "Well you made a huge decision without consulting us which directly affected the dynamic of our little group. We're now two brunettes and a red head, before we were; blondie, brunette and red, you see all wrong now. You deserve a hangover"
JJ rolled her eyes as Garcia passed her yet another shot of tequila that had magically appeared. "Ugh"
"Drink it!" Garcia grinned mischievously as she watched her best friend skilfully drink her fifth shot of tequila
The girls continued to drink at their table, each taking turns to go to the bar and fight through the crowd. As they became tipsier, Prentiss, the team's notorious lightweight, had begun to hunt through her handbag and produced the magazine that they all had so much fun mocking. "Whatcha think?"
JJ chuckled at the sight of a drunken Emily holding Morgan's picture on her forehead. "Prentiss you've got Morgan on your head"
Garcia placed her hand through Prentiss's arm to link her and placed her head on the taller woman's shoulder. "You're so funny"
Prentiss giggled and moved the picture in front of her face before preparing herself for her impression. "Yo yo yo, I'm Morgan, I look a little down to the left and pout then, I flick my hair back and pose, man!"
"What was that?" JJ laughed loudly as Prentiss posed in the same manner as Morgan in the magazine.
"My Morgan" Prentiss answered innocently, smirking when JJ rolled her eyes sarcastically. "Oh My God"
Garcia giggled still leaning on the brunette as she sloppily spoke. "Do your JJ"
"You do a JJ?" JJ's jaw dropped as Prentiss shut her eyes and sat up straighter, moving Garcia as she did so, the red head giggled again and clapped a few times as the profiler rolled her eyes in a very JJ manner. "Hellloooo there, I'm JJ and I'm alllwaaays professional and secretive. I was blonde but I had a nervous breakdown before starting my new job and after breaking up with my long term boyfriend, so I dyed my hair brown to look all moody and so people will take me serious and..."
JJ slapped her friend's arm. "Ouch bitch, just say it how you think it"
"Ooh girl fight" Garcia chuckled but paused as Prentiss and JJ started at her seriously. Coughing, the technical analyst got her cell out of her bright orange bag and stood, swaying lightly as she excused herself. "Erm, my phones ringing, I'll just be over... Hey Kevin my sweetums"
Prentiss looked towards JJ who had become quiet as she sipped her wine. "I'm sorry Jaje, I always put my foot in it, I didn't mean..."
JJ shrugged her off quickly, interrupting Prentiss's attempt at an apology. "It's okay Em, I know I haven't really talked about everything"
Prentiss nodded whilst trying to think of how to continue the discussion. "So what is going on with you?"
JJ tilted her head slowly, "Everyone at the PR Agency is great..."
"Not what I asked JJ. How are you? Have you heard from Will?"
JJ bit her lower lip. "Nope, not since we argued about my work hours"
Prentiss closed her eyes briefly as she saw the pain in JJ's blue eyes. After a few seconds in silence the profiler sighed, knowing here was no subtle way to ask what she wanted to know."What about Hotch?"
"What about Hotch?" JJ countered dryly, noting the sound of amusement in her friend's voice.
Prentiss grinned at the calmness that seemed to overtake her friend's previously tense body language just at the mention of her unit chief's name. "He's babysitting Henry for you"
"Yeah because I babysat Jack the other day and the boys wanted another sleepover, so Hotch volunteered" JJ replied as though it was matter of fact.
Prentiss smirked while taking a sip of her drink. "Uh huh"
"Don't uh huh me Miss Prentiss, you've been loose lipped all night" JJ prodded but regretted it the minute Prentiss's smirk widened. "You like Hotch" Prentiss practically sang, and giggled as soon as JJ's jaw dropped and the younger woman felt a wave of heat, rush to stain her cheeks a soft pink. "No I don't!"
"Uh huh" Prentiss laughed as the former media liaison protested again.
"I don't" JJ spoke forcefully as the brunette continued her onslaught. "All I'm hearing is yes I do like him Emily, I like him a lot, why yes I do indeed"
JJ nudged Prentiss's a off the table and shook her head as she tried to explain her feelings all the while her head became more and more foggy from the amount of alcohol she'd consumed. "He's just a friend... So I can talk to him... just about LA and everything, that's all"
"Oh yeah, you like him" Prentiss laughed as she became victorious when JJ raised her hands in defeat, "You know what I'm not even gunna bother"
JJ stood not waiting to hear Emily's response. The Pennsylvanian made her way to the bar and got the next round of drinks in, expertly she dodged a few rowdy men and avoided getting a glass of beer poured over as a few wasted students pushed each other around. As the single mom made her way back to the table she placed the glasses down quietly, shocked to see Prentiss staring blankly ahead of her.
"Emily?" JJ got into the profiler's eye line "Em, you okay?"
Prentiss shrugged slightly, looking up to see JJ staring at her in concern, her voice was barely audible in loud bar. "I see her sometimes. She died in my arms"
"What?" JJ brought her seat closer to the brunette.
Prentiss forced herself not cry but JJ could still hear the quiver in her friend's voice. "Ellie Spicer, she died..."
"Have you talked to anyone about what happened?" JJ asked as Prentiss's explanation trailed off into nothing.
Prentiss watched JJ place her hand on top of her own in comfort, both of the trained agents failed to notice their bubbly red head friend approach the table. "Okay, so I'm done starting fights... What's going on?"
"Nothing PG" Prentiss smiled taking a sip of her cocktail trying to ignore JJ when she shook her head, looking between her two friends worryingly. "It's not, nothing Emily"
"Ooo-kay then. I'm getting another tequila round in and I'm loosening the pair of you up, seriously girly's, tonight is supposed to be fun. No serious talk, talk, am I clear? Get back to mocking my hunk of burning love there before I take the magazine away from you both." Garcia instructed mockingly before wandering off once more.
JJ turned back to Prentiss who seemed preoccupied by the drink in her hand. "You okay"
Prentiss smiled warmly at her concerned best friend and picked up the magazine that had centre stage in their table, and placed it in front of her face again. "Yo yo yo, of course"
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I thought I'd thank everyone who reviewed on my last 'Girl's night out' series fics, just because I can!
So thank you to; brein, crazyobsession101, itscomplicated, foxyfeline, deeda, stefi, -apracot-, HansonFanGermany, twoBQ23, sangreal7, ilovetvalot, klcm, Flames101 and dustytiger... Woo!