Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal minds or any of the characters.
J.J.'s point of view:
Emily and I sat in one room, she was helping me look over cases because nothing good was coming up that they could work on, everyone else was just waiting on us.
"Is it just me or are the boys very immature?" Emily looked at me.
"Huh? Why do you say that?" I asked. She pointed out the small window from my office, and she was right. Morgan was taunting Reid, holding his gun high in the air and moving it when he tried to reach for it. Hotch just stood by his office, shaking his head. Rossi was the only one working.
"Are you kidding me? Yeah, they're like little kids." I smirked and smiled at Emily. "How many male FBI profilers does it take to screw in a light bulb?" I asked her.
"I don't know, how many?" She raised an eyebrow.
"Three, Reid to give the statistic on how many light bulbs are wasted every year, Morgan to attempt to tackle it and Hotch to yell at both of them to just do the work."
She laughed, I smiled as Reid came in. "J.J.! Morgan won't give me back my gun!" He whined, just like a small child.
"I'll give it back if you can get it!" Morgan yelled from the other room.
I just rolled my eyes. "Morgan, give him back his gun or you're going into time out!" I told him and began to skim another file. Emily laughed again and Reid and Morgan just seemed confused.
Reid left and closed the door. Emily looked at me. "Oh yeah, they're just like children."
