AN/ Some of you asked for a sequel, and here's the first chapter, if you have an idea for a title, please tell me in a review or a PM.
Hope you'll like it, tell me what you think! :p
Updates may be low as I'm still in school for another month, but I'll do my best.
It was a low week for the BAU, and so, every agent was catching up on paperwork. It started getting boring after the third day of consults and reports. Hotch was hauled up in his office, but didn't seem to mind the paperwork, after all, it allowed him to see his son every night. Rossi was complaining, saying that he'd seen enough reports to last a lifetime. Reid was completing consults after consults, without saying a word, but somehow, his pile didn't seem to get any smaller. This might have had something to do with Prentiss and Morgan discreetly putting some of their files on his desk. Garcia was helping them all, doing some research on her computers.
But the busiest was probably JJ. Being a media liaison, she had to go through every cases, pick an agent to give them to, make phone calls to local authorities, and so on. She would come to the bullpen from time to time to give her colleagues more work. Every now and then, she would take a pile to Hotch's office, letting the team hope, as sad as it sounds, that they may have a case. That didn't happen.
But every time she came, Morgan would look closely at Emily, who would stop working and slightly raise her head in the blonde's way.
Finally, on the thirteenthe day of paperwork, JJ came walking a bit faster than usual, and entered hurriedly into Hotch's office, barely knocking on his door. Ten minutes later, the five agents plus Garcia were sitting at the round table, while the media liaison presented them the case. The unsub seemed to be on a psychotic break, and he already made some mistakes, but since he was on a spree, he needed to be stopped as quickly as possible. It kept them away for a couple days and they managed to catch him, though he killed someone before the BAU found him.
On the plane ride back, JJ was playing card with Reid and Rossi, Hotch was working, and Morgan and Prentiss were sitting on one end of the plane, aside from the others. She was pretending to be asleep, but Derek saw right through it.
"So... you have a new girlfriend and you feel guilty about it? Or is it a boyfriend?" Prentiss snorted. "Okay, not a boyfriend. You're moving out and your new apartment is in her street? You ate all the Cheetos in the vending machines at the BAU!" Morgan paused, waiting for a reaction from his friend, but none came. "You're gonna tell me what's in your head, or do I have to keep guessing?"
"Would you stop already? We both know what's going on."
"Maybe. But I want to hear you say it, and I think you need to say it outloud too."
"Well, I don't, so give me a break. I don't wanna talk about that."
"Fine, if you insist. But you'll talk to me eventually." Morgan sat back and closed his eyes. "Now, I think you owe me a beer, Reid doesn't have a clue that he did our paperwork. I win."
Prentiss knew then that he wasn't mad at her, and opened an eye, looking at him. "Thanks man."
They both slept for the rest of the flight, unaware that someone had been listening to most of their conversation. For once, Garcia hadn't made too much noise coming up on the screen, and realizing there was gossip involved, she listened carefully. She was feeling a bit ashamed, spying on her friends and all, especially when they were talking about a very sensitive topic for the brunette profiler. Garcia swore to herself and to her mini-trolls that she would not interfere and mess everything up – this time. She would merely observe and maybe, just maybe, put them in the same hotel room while on a case.
Nothing changed for the next few weeks, as Prentiss still wouldn't say anything to Morgan, and it didn't seem like she was going to talk to JJ anytime soon. Morgan didn't push her, and Garcia kept her mouth shut and didn't do anything out of the ordinary. Although the tech girl did try to find out some more on JJ's side, in vain.
It was a friday night, the team had decided to let off some steam at a local bar. The only ones missing were Hotch, because Jack was sick, and Rossi who was being harassed by his editor. JJ was playing darts with some random guys, Reid was in full geek-mode, Derek was dancing with several ladies, and Garcia and Prentiss were talking about everything and anything at their table. Somehow, they got to talking about boyfriends and girlfriends.
"What about you Princess, anyone on your radar?" Garcia asked very subtly.
"Maybe, but it's hopeless anyway." She seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then, "I know you know it's JJ."
Garcia tried to look innocent-ish, but failed and ask her more about that.
"You know we were together after that case in Pennsylvania, a few years back? We broke up, mostly because of me, and now she has moved on. I saw her a few weeks ago with someone, pretty sure they're dating. And yes, I still love her, even after all this time."
"How are you so sure she's moved on? How do you know she's not waiting for you?"
Prentiss looked up at that and answered a bit harshier than she intended, "Because she told me she has, and that I should too. Because if I think she hasn't moved on, then I'll hope, and that might very well destroy me."
There was a moment of quiet between them, and then,
"Wow, you really have it bad, don't you?" Neither of them had noticed that Derek had joined them and heard the end of what they were saying.
"Oh God! Of all people, it had to be the two nosiest in the BAU!"
"Just the BAU? You hurt me Princess!" Garcia smiled at her. "So, what are you going to do?" And, back to business.
"Uh... I don't know. It's not like there was much I could do without risking ruining the friendship we have."
Derek made her look at him in the eye. "Tell us. What. Do. You. Want?"
Prentiss seemed to consider it before finally giving in to two of her bestfriends. "I want to get her back." She looked to where JJ was playing and said as much to herself as to Morgan and Garcia, "and I will do everything I can to have her back."