A/N: Hey guys! I'm back from the dead! Justtt kidding I wasn't dead, but school is close to death. So, I'm thinking of making this a longer one of my stories and surprise! it's not actually an SVU fic. Some of my followers might be surprised, but as an overall statement, this story will have some harsh material such as kidnapping, rape, and overall violence. If any of ya'll are particularly sensitive to that kinda stuff you may now click the back arrow. There won't be any of that stuff in this particular chapter, and I will certainly put a note on my chapters that do! But there will also be love, romance, and consensual, hot sex. This is also slightly A/U as Emily never left and JJ hasn't married Will. So my sweet readers if you would like to, read on! Also please drop me a review if you liked, disliked, hate, or adored this chapter! I would also like some suggestions if ya'll are willing! Thank you lovelies and enjoy!
Emily Prentiss stared out at the setting sun on the sea, snuggled in her plush seat on the BAU's private jet as the team flew away from Florida and back to Washington D.C. In the next fifteen minutes Emily could see almost everyone drift off into an exhausted sleep. She couldn't blame them. It had been a particularly rough case. The team had been called to Miami to investigate a series of murders involving young women that had been sexually assaulted, stabbed, and dumped in the woods. The unsub was a real creep too. He told Morgan that he had been acting out the fantasies he'd wanted to perform on his own daughter. It had taken a great toll on all of them.
Emily glanced out the window after 15 minutes and saw that the sun had completely set and now it was just complete blackness spanning out for miles and miles across the ocean. It was eerie, unknown, but something Emily was used to.
She heard a quiet sniffle to her right. JJ sat with her eyes squeezed shut and her head down. Emily knew well enough by now that when a member of team was in distress, she should leave them alone and let them ask for help. But there was something about JJ to Emily. Emily had an overwhelming urge to protect her from any danger whether it be a bad guy or sadness. She wanted to comfort the blonde haired agent whenever she was upset, but she had to bite her tongue every time. It wasn't her place after all. Ah, but the demon on Emily's shoulder told her otherwise. They were friends after all -work friends! Maybe this would bring your relationship closer- or she would think I was pushy. Why don't you simply ask her what's wrong -and put her on the spot? Alas, the devil won.
"JJ?" Emily asked quietly. JJ's head shot up. Her blue eyes snapped open at once. Shit, Emily thought, I scared her. "Sorry," Emily muttered. "I didn't mean to startle you."
JJ smiled weakly in reply. "It's ok. I just thought everyone was asleep, that's all."
"At least I'm not the unsub," Emily joked, trying to lighten the mood, though secretly she didn't think her humor was very clever. It didn't matter though because it made JJ smile.
"That's true," JJ said with a chuckle. Her smile faded quickly though. "Em, can I talk to you about something?" There it was. JJ had asked Emily for help without Emily pushing her. Take that angel. Devil 1 angel 0.
"Sure. I'm all ears," Emily smiled sympathetically and in an attempt to make JJ more comfortable she ushered to the seat across from her. A relieved expression appeared on JJ's face and she fluidly sunk into the comfy chair.
"It's about Will," JJ sighed, keeping her eyes lowered, "and Henry." Oh. Oh. Now Emily was good at giving advice, but not family kind of advice. Every family relationship she'd ever had had been fucked up royally, but now was not the time to think about herself. This was JJ and Emily vowed she would help her however she could.
"Will and I, we," she paused taking a deep breath, "we've been having some problems. We talked about getting married only a few months ago, but now we're just like...two different people I guess. He's not the man I fell in love with. He's not patient or understanding anymore. We end up in screaming fights over the most dumb things and I can see the toll it's taking on Henry. I don't want him to think Will and I hate each other because we don't, we're just not meant to be together anymore I guess." All of this came out in a rush from JJ as though she'd been holding it in for a while.
"Oh, J," Emily breathed sadly, not sure what to say.
"That's not even the worst part," JJ muttered her blue eyes making full on contact with Emily's brown ones. "He suing for full custody of Henry." Emily felt as if a brink had been dropped on her stomach. Full custody? Oh my God, Will couldn't do that to JJ. She loved little Henry more than anything in the entire world. Emily knew JJ would rather die than give up custody of her son.
"JJ, he can't do that to you," Emily thought out loud, her brows wrinkling in concern. "You're his mother. The judge won't let that happen."
"No, he can," JJ said, her voice a faint squeak, "I'm gone for weeks at a time and when I am home Will and I just fight. Will has a good case and I know it. I wouldn't mind joint custody because Henry loves Will and he's a great father, but if Will takes him away from me, I don't know what I'll do."
"JJ, you're forgetting something. You are also a great parent, not just Will. The way you look when you are around that child..." Emily trailed off, "nobody will take him away from you. I won't let them. We won't let them." Emily ushered to the rest of the sleeping team. "We got your back JJ. Garcia can probably hack in a schedule you for a judge that's a mother. Reid will bore him to death while trying to explain how the universe formed." JJ chuckled, crinkles appearing around the corner of her eyes. "See?" Emily asked, chuckling herself. "It's all gonna be okay." JJ's smile wobbled and Emily saw her eyes cloud with tears.
"Thank you, Emily," JJ nearly whispered. Emily had a suspicion that if she tried to talk any louder her voice would crack. Emily felt JJ's warm palm slip into her hand. She squeezed the younger agent's pale hand lightly to let her know that she wasn't going anywhere. Emily leaned her head back onto the plush seat as did JJ and they both drifted off to sleep, still holding each other's hands.
"Wake up ladies," Morgan's deep voice rumbled Emily awake. Her sleepy eyes looked around and saw the rest of the team filing off of the plane. JJ was stretching and yawning.
"Thank God we're home," Emily muttered, excited to collapse into bed already.
"You can say that again," JJ said, slinging her black duffle onto her shoulder.
Emily felt her phone vibrating in the pocket of her sweater and she held back a groan. Right when she got home and already someone was calling to bother her. Even when she saw that it was Garcia, she contemplated ignoring it, but she loved her friend.
"Hey Garcia," Emily said.
"Hello my lovely," Garcia singsonged back. "Whose up for drinks tonight?"
"I'm gonna have to pass on this one," Emily mumbled, not sure she could walk another step without passing out.
"Not happening," Garcia snapped playfully. "Ask the rest of the dream team and I'll pick a place."
"Garcia," Emily whined.
"Did I stutter, Prentiss?" Emily knew she wasn't getting out of this one. When Garcia wanted something, she got it.
"Whose up for drinks with Garcia?" Emily called up to the rest of the team as they walked towards the BAU. Rossi waved her off. Hotch gave his usual stern glare and shook his head. Morgan and Reid however shrugged and nonchalantly agreed to go, despite their exhaustion. JJ hesitated however.
"I need to see Henry," JJ finally muttered. Emily nodded in understanding, slightly disappointed that she wouldn't be coming with them.
"Alright, you got Morgan and Reid in," Emily turned her voice back to Garcia, not taking her eyes off of JJ's.
"Fantastic!" Garcia exclaimed. "and you, of course." It wasn't a question. "Meet you in ten in the bullpen?"
"Sure thing," Emily replied, less enthusiastic than she should have been. The two friends hung up and Emily shook her head in disbelief. She couldn't believe that Garcia had some how managed to rope her into a night out after the kind of week they had been through. Emily JJ dropped back to talk to her.
"Please kill me," Emily murmured jokingly to her. "After this case, I don't know if I can handle Garcia and Reid at the same time." JJ stopped walking, her eyes swinging around to look at Emily.
"I could never, ever do anything to hurt you," She breathed, a sincerity pulsing in her voice. Emily bit her lip. Something about the way JJ looked with her big, blue eyes looking right into her soul and her perfect pink lips. Emily realized she'd never thought of JJ this way before, at least not directly. It made her queazy, especially when she had the sudden urge to lean in an kiss those lips. It was unsettling to have these feelings.
Emily finally remember to respond. "I know." It seemed like minutes that the two kept eye contact, drinking in the sight of each other.
"Yo Prentiss!" Morgan called from the front entrance a long way ahead of them. "Hurry up!"
"Coming!" She called back, not yet ready to break eye contact. "I guess I should go." Not really wanting to.
"I guess you should," JJ responded.
"I'll see you soon," Emily said, more of a hopeful question than anything.
"You will." JJ half smiled, her eyes seeming seductive. Before Emily could ponder her body language anymore, JJ turned and walked off in the direction of the parking lot.
Emily let out a breath she felt that she had been holding in for minutes. Little did Emily know what was coming up ahead of her, or she would have begged JJ to take her home.