Hey again. So I'm not really sure where this idea came to me, it just happened randomly. By the way, the title is all CrystalIceLover's idea, she is a genius. And if you're wondering what James looks like, imagine Sean Hotchner. Yes Hotch's incredibly hot brother. He kinda looks like him in my head, he was my inspiration after I stared at a picture of him for a while...moving on. It's another Emily fic, I think I'm an Emily Prentiss maniac. Or else I'm missing her. Enjoy!

Off Limits

Emily woke from a beautiful dream where she was lying on a beach. The waves were lapping in the distance and the sun was beating down on her but there was a gentle breeze to take away some of the heat. Her skin was bronzed and smooth like she always wanted it to be and she was lying on top of a blanket, the man of her dreams wrapped around her. Emily's dreams were normally very vivid, and she imagined everything clearly. But in this dream there one thing she couldn't imagine. The face of the man of her dreams.

Emily sighed and got out of bed and walked to her bathroom. She made her way over to her sink and looked at herself in the mirror. What was wrong with her? She wasn't ugly so why couldn't she get a guy? She kept telling herself she didn't need a man to be happy but she knew she was lying. She had always wanted a family and she couldn't do it without a man. Maybe it was her pale skin that was keeping guys away. She envied JJ with her almost golden skin and bright blue eyes that always had men falling all over her. Whenever the girls of the BAU went out, JJ was the first to be asked to dance by a man. She always accepted, but not before telling them she was taken and nothing would happen. Yet for some reason the men didn't seem to care. They still flocked around her. Emily didn't understand it. The primary reason some guys go to a bar is to find someone to go home with, yet when they ask JJ and she blatantly tells them they're not going to get what they want, they still want to be around her. Emily on the other hand would nearly do anything. She was desperate. She wasn't getting younger.

Or maybe it was her attitude that was repelling potential suitors. She was known for having a sarcastic, snarky sense of humour, but when a guy first sees her across a bar, they don't know about it. It couldn't be that.

Maybe it was the way she held herself. She was quite poised and had good posture, all down from years of being taught etiquette. Maybe it intimidated guys. It might scare them off, they might think she believes she's too good for them. It wasn't like that at all. Emily was nothing like her mother, she was down to earth. She didn't care about social standing. But damn her good posture anyway.

Emily sighed again and started getting ready for a shower. She had stripped and was in the shower only two minutes when her phone rang. She turned off the shower and wrapped a towel around herself, making wet patches on the floor as her wet hair dripped while she walked back into her bedroom to answer the phone. She checked the caller ID and saw it was JJ. JJ was probably the last person Emily wanted to hear from. She did love JJ, and knew it wasn't her fault guys kept falling over her and she didn't get a look in. JJ had tried her best to find Emily someone, but it never worked out. She couldn't help but blame JJ. She scolded herself for it but she couldn't help it.

She answered the call and put the phone up to her ear, making sure not to get it wet. ''Hey Jen, we got a case?'' Emily said, putting on a relaxed, casual voice, even though she was far from relaxed and casual.

''Yeah a bad one too. Be here in about two hours ok?'' JJ's always happy voice came from the other end of the line. Maybe that was another thing men loved about JJ. She always had a smile. Emily could be known to glare occasionally.

''Yeah ok. Where are we going?''

''Nevada.'' Great a long flight. Emily made a mental note to sit as far away from JJ as possible, she really couldn't stand being next to or across from JJ for five hours.

She finished her shower and got dressed. She decided since she was feeling depressed she would treat herself to coffee and muffins for breakfast, and walked the short journey to her favourite coffee shop before she left for the BAU. The place was mobbed. It always was. ''And for good reason too,'' Emily thought. In her opinion, it was easily the best coffee shop in DC. She had to wait ten minutes in line and was getting very impatient. If they didn't hurry up she could be late for the briefing. She was seriously considering flashing her credentials.

Eventually she made it to the front of the line. She ordered her coffee and muffin and moved to the side to wait for it. When the coffee was ready, she reached over to grab it, but was blocked when a hand reached out and took it from her. ''Hey!'' she said, annoyed that she would have to wait even more.

''Hey,'' the person who the hand was attached to said. ''I'm sorry but that's mine,'' Emily said. The hand owner finally turned around and faced Emily. She was taken aback. The coffee thief was a 6'1 blond-haired, blue-eyed hunk. His eyes seemed to sparkle and matched perfectly with his rugged features and chiseled face. He smiled down at Emily once he saw her, and his teeth were amazing. They were whiter than Morgan's, and he got his done professionally. He was wearing tight running gear, and it fit perfectly. If Emily had to describe him, she would say Californian Surf God. He looked every inch the part, blond, blue-eyed, bronze skin and well-defined muscles. He was an Adonis.

He ran a hand through his hair and smiled at her. ''Oh, I'm sorry. Here,'' he said and handed her the coffee.

''It's ok, you must be tired of waiting too,'' Emily said, completely forgetting she was ever mad at the man.

''Yeah it's swamped in here isn't it?''

''Well it is the best coffee house in town.''

''Really? It's my first time here. I went out for a run and this was the first place I passed. Is it really that good?''

''Mm-hmm,'' Emily said and took a sip of her coffee.

''Well you seem to know what you're talking about. Ah, this must be mine,'' he said and took the coffee that was placed in front of him. ''If it isn't that person can go to hell. You've made me want this so bad,'' he grinned and took a sip. ''Mmm now that is good.''

''Told you,'' Emily smirked. She walked out of the coffee shop, hoping that her flirty smirk would make him follow her. Thankfully it did. ''Well, I'm James,'' the man said and offered her his hand.

''Emily,'' she smiled and shook his hand, but he grabbed hers and kissed it.

''Emily is a beautiful name,'' he said.

''Uh thanks,'' Emily smiled and looked at the ground.

''Look, I'm new here and still getting my bearings. Would you care to show me around? You clearly know the best places.''

''Yeah, I'd be delighted to,'' Emily smiled. Score.

''Great! So, how about tomorrow you show me the best place to eat?''

''I can't, I have to go away on business for a few days. And I don't know when I'll be back. But I can call you when I come back.''

''Yeah ok. Got a pen?'' he asked.

''Yeah..'' she said and took a pen out of her bag.

''Great,'' he said and grabbed her arm. He wrote his name down on it and gave her her arm back. ''But what if I want to hear your sweet voice in the time you're away?'' he asked cheekily.

''The you can call me on this,'' Emily smirked and gave him one of her business cards. James took it and looked at it.

''FBI?'' he asked.

''Bye James,'' she smirked flirtily and walked back home. James stared after her in disbelief. That woman was amazing, she was in the FBI as well as being totally hot? He had hit the jackpot here.

Emily walked back home smirking. Her encounter with James had put a smile on her face and left her feeling happy. Maybe she could sit across from JJ after all.

So if you're wondering, JJ won't find out for a few chapters. What I want to do is build their relationship first. Please leave a review:)