A/N Ok so I know it is not Valentine's Day. I know it's only September, but this is one of two ideas that has been in my head for a while, and I have got to get rid of them. So this is one of two stories that hopefully by writing I can get to the things I need to write. I own nothing and enjoy.
They smiled thinking of the gift that awaited her at her desk. This was the best idea they had ever had. They only hoped she liked it. Valentine's Day was only a couple of days away. They hoped this worked.
Emily Prentiss stepped out of the elevator and walked towards her desk. Her mind was filled with all of the myriad tasks and obligations she had to fulfill that day. She got to her desk and stopped short a small gasp escaped her lips. There on her desk was the oddest bouquet of flowers she had ever seen in the middle of her desk. At the forefront of the bouquet was a Tiger Lily, there was also a couple of Gardenias, some Tulips and some other flowers she couldn't identify. Her curiosity piqued she picked up the card.
It read, "The flowers SAY it all. YOUR Secret Admirer."
"I wonder what that means the flowers SAY it all."
The elevator ding snapped her out of her reverie. "Did you do this?" she accused Morgan as he stepped out of the elevator.
"Whoa, good morning to you to Princess? Now did I do what?"
"This." She said indicating the bouquet.
"Whoa, Who sent you flowers?"
"I don't know that's why I'm asking you."
"Right. I didn't send them Prentiss. Was there a note sent with the flowers?"
"Yeah, but it doesn't make any sense. Here, see if you can figure it out." She handed the note to Morgan and Reid.
Morgan furrowed his brow, "What does he mean, the flowers say it all?"
"How do you know it's a guy, it could be a girl."
"What are you saying Reid? Do you know something we don't?"
"I know a lot of things you don't Morgan, but no I don't know who the secret admirer is. I am just saying we shouldn't assume it's a guy. I do know what they mean when they say, 'The flowers say it all."
"What does it mean Reid?" By this point Emily was curios not the only as to the identity of her secret admirer, but also what the note meant.
"Floriography or the Language of Flowers was used to send coded messages in Victorian England to express the things people wanted to say but for some reason couldn't. Specific flowers having meaning actually existed before Medieval times, but it wasn't until the Victorian Era that they were used as a secret language."
"So you're saying that these flowers mean something and what they mean is the message?"
"Yes."
"Do you know what the flowers mean?"
"I know some of them. The red Tulips are a declaration of love. The Gardenias have two meanings, one is a secret love and the other is the sender thinks you are lovely."
Emily blushed slightly at the meaning of the last flower. "What do the other ones mean Reid?"
"The Peonies mean I love you, but I am too shy to say the words."
"Too shy huh?" Morgan just shook his head.
"I don't know what the last two mean. I'm sorry."
"Well never fear this is why they invented the internet. I'll just have Penelope look it up."
"What am I looking up? Oh my God who got you flowers?" Penelope screamed as she rounded the corner.
"We don't know, but we need your help to find out what these two flowers are and what they mean."
"I'm on it." Penelope said as she took a picture of the bouquet with her phone.
Hotch strode into the office. "Shouldn't you all be working." He said as he walked past them. "Oh and Emily next time have your gifts sent to your home not here. This is the F.B.I. not a place to get a date."
Everyone sufficiently chastised they all moved silently to their desks except Pen.
"Does he seem grumpier than usual to you."
"Leave it alone Pen after everything he's been through these last couple of months. It's understandable that he would be a little off."
"Ohhh sorry I said anything about your man."
"Quiet Penelope, you know he's not my man."
"Right, except in your dreams." Penelope chuckled a she sauntered away.
Emily slyly glanced at Hotch as he entered his office and sat at his desk. She silently watched him for a minute. She shook her head and returned to work.
"Nice flowers. Who are they from?" David Rossi leaned over her desk with a twinkle in his eye."
"That seems to be the question of the day."
"Hey Emily."
"Hey JJ, how was your weekend?"
"It was great Henry said his first word." JJ gushed.
"He did, awww what was it?"
"He said toy."
"Aww, so cute."
"Yeah."
"JJ what's wrong?"
"I don't know I guess it's this whole thing with Will. He picked a bad time to break up with me. No one wants to be alone on Valentine's Day. And then with Henry saying his first word, something that parents should experience together. And ... I don't know. I don't want to talk about it. The flowers are beautiful. Do you know who sent them?"
"That's what I asked." Dave said glad that the girl moment was over.
"They signed the note your secret admirer"
"Ohh a secret admirer, looks like they think you need a mystery in your life."
"We find and catch bad guys all over the United States, I don't need anymore mystery in my life."
"I don't know Em, some mysteries are a good thing. I think you're going to like it when they reveal themselves. Although I think it's going to be a big shock." JJ retorted cheekily.
"JJ. Do you know who my secret admirer is?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?" JJ responded saucily as she sauntered toward her office.
"JJ."
"JJ!"
"JJ!"
JJ smiled before turning to face her friend. "I'm right here Em, there's no need to shout."
"JJ. Do you know who is sending me these flowers?"
JJ grinned wickedly, "Maybe." And then turned and walked away.
Emily muttered many expletives to and about JJ to herself.
Rossi quickly went to his office trying gamely to not burst into laughter at the events that had transpired.
Thirty minutes later Emily's phone rang interrupting her attempt to whittle down her mountain of paperwork. She hadn't been very successful, as she was her concentration was frequently broken by long looks at either the bouquet on her desk or at JJ's office.
"Agent Prentiss."
"Hey sugarplum I got the info you wanted on those flowers."
"Reid already told me what the Tulips, Gardenias, and Peonies."
"All right the white one is an Amaryllis flower it means the sender thinks you are a splendid beauty."
Again Emily blushed slightly.
"The other flower is the Tiger Lily it means I dare you to love me."
Emily gasped softly. "Thank you Penelope." I dare you to love me that was something she was not expecting. She took a long look at a certain Media Liaison's office, before taking a look at her Unit Chief's office. Now what do I do?
A friend met them in a parking lot.
"I see you sent her the flowers."
"Do you think she got the message?"
"I think she did. What are you going to do next?"
"You're just going to have to wait and see."
"I like this romantic mysterious side to you."
"So do I."