A/N: I needed a break from my other story I Run to You. I will still be updating that one, but I have run into some writers block with it.

A/N: This storyline has been running around in my mind for awhile so I hope you like it. Give it a chance; it may not be what you first think."

Chapter 1

The Fight

"JENNIFER," Emily yelled as she threw her bag down on the entry hall floor before slamming the front door behind her.

There was no answer, which only infuriated Emily more because she knew JJ was in the house having seen her Infiniti 350z in the garage.

"JENNIFER MARIE," she knew she really didn't need the emphasis of the middle name to show JJ how angry she was but Emily used it anyway.

No answer came.

Emily could almost feel the steam coming from her ears as she pounded up the stairs. Her wife could infuriate her like no one else on earth. As she reached the top and headed for the master bedroom where she was sure her wife would be, she thought back to the reason she was so angry in the first place.

Flashback

"Has anyone seen JJ?" Emily asked walking into the bullpen.

"I think she is still in with Hotch" Morgan said looking up from the case file he was reading.

"Still" Emily wondered having seen JJ go into their Unit Chief's office almost an hour and a half ago.

"Don't worry Em, he's not her type" Morgan quipped throwing his feet up on his desk.

"Don't listen to him, pumpkin" came the cheery voice of their co-worker and friend Penelope Garcia as she slapped the back of Derek's head.

"Ouch baby girl, I was just joking," he said rubbing his head.

"Well you're not funny my steaming hot cup of cocoa" Garcia stated sliding onto the edge of Emily's desk and giving her a wink.

Emily couldn't help but giggle at her two friends interacting.

Just then Hotch's door swung open and JJ walked out with a look Emily hadn't seen on her wife's face before.

Garcia sent Emily a confused look as JJ stormed past the group and straight into her office without a word. Although Emily may never have seen that look on her wife's face before, she knew that when JJ's door was closed it meant no one should bother her.

Emily would normally giver her about an hour to cool off before waving the white flag.

That was normally, today though Emily had a feeling something more was going on than just a heated debate between JJ and Hotch over a case.

She knew she should probably mind her own business as she knocked on Hotch's door, but she couldn't help make sure her wife was okay.

"Come in Emily" Hotch called from the other side of the door.

"Sorry Hotch," Emily felt like she was back at boarding school the time she got called to her headmaster's office for unscrewing the wheels of her chemistry teacher's chair, "I was just…well I was making,"

"you just wanted to see why JJ was upset" Hotch finished for her.

Wow Em, did you suddenly forget he was a profiler she thought to herself.

"Yes, I was" she said now meeting his eyes. Hotch may be her boss but Emily knew their team was closer, they were family. She knew Hotch would understand her inquiry.

"Emily, I can't tell you," the defeated nature in his tone was not something she had expected. Reluctancy, yes, maybe even his usual seriousness, but the defeated look in his eyes definitely not.

"Hotch" she started but again was stopped before she could finish.

"Emily, really I want to but I can't" the pain in his eyes told her he truly wanted nothing more than to tell her what was going on with JJ but the blonde media liaison had told him not to.

"This just isn't about a case is it"

He shook his head.

Emily's mind went into overdrive. What was this about? Was JJ being reassigned? No that's ridiculous Emily thought, JJ was the best at what she did. Maybe something had come down from Strauss?

Emily's rampid thoughts were interrupted by someone squeezing her shoulders. She hadn't notice Hotch cross in front of his desk to stand in front of her.

She met his eyes. Now he was really scaring her.

"Talk to her Emily, maybe she will listen to you," the defeated tone still heavy in his voice.

Before she knew it she was striding through the bullpen oblivious to the looks her now worried teammates were giving her. She didn't even stop to knock before entering JJ's office.

"JJ" she said forcefully now standing with her hands on the front of her wife's desk.

"Yes Emily," JJ rallied with equal forcefulness not looking up from the papers she was reading.

Emily realized she wouldn't get anything out of JJ by pushing too hard. JJ would throw up those famous walls of her that might as well have been the Great Wall of China.

She ran her fingers through her hair before stepping around to knee in front of JJ. JJ let out a heavy sigh as she slumped back into her chair and turned to Emily.

"Em, please just leave this alone" she begged

"JJ how am I suppose to leave something alone when I don't even know what it is"

"Please Emily," JJ leaned forward to take Emily's hands.

"Just tell me baby I promise I will do anything to help," now Emily was the one begging.

"I can't," JJ whispered

"YOU CAN'T," Emily couldn't hold back her anger, "JJ you are my wife! What the hell do you mean you can't?!"

"I don't want to talk about this EMILY," JJ stood quickly.

"Well that's too bad JJ, because I seem to remember in our vows promising to love and trust each other forever"

"This has nothing to do with love Emily," JJ bit out angrily, "You know I love you!"

"That's NOT the part I was referring to Jennifer and you know it! You DON'T trust me!"

"Of course I trust you Emily, and you have to trust me enough to let me handle the things I need to"

"Whatever THIS is, you don't need to go through it alone. I understand you not wanting Hotch to help, but damn it Jennifer I am your wife!"

"Trust Emily, you want to talk about TRUST, well it seems you don't TRUST me enough to just come and ask me when you want to know what is going on. No, you run to our boss!" the deep blue of JJ's eyes shot arrows of anger at Emily. Her walls were formed and they were not about to be broken anytime soon.

"Well I wouldn't have to if my wife would just let me in!" Emily hissed back before walking out of JJ's office knowing continuing the argument would be futile.

She needed air now. She strode to the elevator and quickly punched the button to take her to the ground level.

An hour later, with at least her emotions in check, not gone but in check, she walked back into the bullpen. She gave a wary glance to JJ's closed office door.

"Emily what are you doing here?" Reid asked sitting at his desk playing chess against himself.

"Reid I hate to break it to you but I work here" she stated shortly sitting down in front of the stack of files that seemed to have grown since she left.

"oh well I just thought you left with JJ" he said simply

"JJ left?" she asked looking up.

"Yeah about 45 minutes ago" Reid said confused at why Emily didn't know.

"Really," Emily stood up and began to gather her things, "Reid could you tell Hotch I left for the day, he will understand."

"Yeah sure Em" he tried to tell her but she was already through the glass doors.

She stood outside the closed door of the master bedroom. She tried to gather herself before turning the handle. Anger would get her nowhere but she was having a hard time wrangling it in. Taking a deep breath she stepped into the room.

Her anger all but melted away at the sight of her wife curled in the bed hugging her knees. Although she faced the opposite wall, Emily could see her body shake with sobs. She wasn't sure if JJ even knew she was in the room, but seeing her wife crying alone tore Emily to pieces.

Pushing aside the argument and anger, Emily took two strides to reach the bed. Climbing in, she quickly pulled JJ close to her and wrapped an arm securely around her waist. JJ instantly relaxed into her and let Emily slowly rock her as sobs grew harder. Eventually both emotionally exhausted they drifted to sleep in each others arms.

Emily woke to the light of the day slowly escaping from the room. She still felt JJ's even controlled breathing that told her she was still sleeping. Shifting to look at the clock on the nightstand Emily groaned at the her still asleep arm. JJ shifted beside her before turning completely to look at Emily.

"Hey" Emily said softly brushing JJ's hair behind her ear.

"Hey yourself," JJ replied taking Emily's hand, "Em, I'm"

Before she could finish Emily placed her finger to JJ's lips. "I know me too"

The conversation was far from over, but for now Emily was content to hold her wife and forget everything else.

"You hungry baby?" JJ snuggled closer

As if on cue, Emily's stomach growled.

Laughing JJ had her answer, "Mexican or Chinese?"

"hmm Chinese!" Emily said rolling so that JJ lay on top of her and pulling her into a long passionate kiss that left them both gasping for air.

"Well Agent Prentiss, while I run out to grab us some dinner why don't you pick out a bottle of wine and set the mood so we can continue this later."

"Why Agent Jareau, what did you have in mind," she teased, "something like this," she finished before suddenly flipping JJ over and placing a trail of kisses from her collarbone to her earlobe where she nibbled playfully eliciting a moan from JJ.

"I will take that as a yes" she smiled giving JJ a final kiss before rolling off the bed.

"I promise I will hurry," JJ said pulling on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt.

"You better" Emily said pulling JJ to her. "I don't know how long I can wait"

Staring into Emily's mocha eyes JJ brushed a hand down her cheek. "I love you Emily."

No four words could make Emily's heart flutter so fast. "I love you too Jennifer"

JJ grabbed her keys and headed for the door before calling over her shoulder, "Be right back"

Emily estimated that it would take JJ about 5 minutes to get to the little Chinese store they loved a couple of blocks over, that would be about 10 minutes to wait for food and another 5 minutes back which left her with around 20 minutes to set the mood to make it a night either one of them would forget anytime soon.

The sound of the doorbell made Emily bolt upright from where she had dozed off on the couch. Trying to gather herself, she quickly noticed the clock on the oven in the kitchen that glowed 11:24. Everything looked exactly as she remembered before she fell asleep, but that couldn't be right. She didn't have time to think of it further as the doorbell pulled her back to reality. JJ must have forgotten her key again. Emily thought to herself pulling the front door open.

"Jennifer you said you would hur…" the sight in front of her didn't allow her to finish her sentence.

"Emily" Hotch's voice tried to penetrate her confusion.

Hotch stood at the door looking as if he had been 10 rounds with Mohammad Ali. His disheveled looks told Emily something had pulled him out of bed and brought him directly to her doorstep.

"Hotch what…what are you doing here" she was barely able to get out the question.

His red eyes met hers as he placed two hands on her shoulders. "Emily there's been an accident."

A/N: I know I know, but please please don't jump to conclusions. Please let me know what you think so far and I promise to update soon!