A/N: Thank you for the small but awesome reviews! Here's the next chap, hope you like it :D Oh, by the way, I own nothing but Ryan Hallway and his case. And, as always, I apologize for any grammar mistakes.

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Chapter 2:

After about an hour, the unsub was arrested and Emily is been observated by a EMT.

"I swear to God, if you touch there again I'll shoot you!" Emily hisses.

"Sorry, ma'am." The poor boy started trembling from his legs and hands because of the glare Emily gave him.

"C'mon, baby, you have to let him do his job." JJ says softly.

"I did my job too and look what happened!" Emily hisses again.

"Ooh! Prentiss strikes again!" Morgan teases.

"Morgan, really? Now?" JJ asks him and he lifts his hands in surrender.

"Ah! You son of a-" Emily starts.

"Emily!" JJ puts her hand on the brunette's mouth.

"What?! He hurted me again!" Emily yells defensly, her words coming out muffled by JJ's hand on her mouth and JJ can feel her girlfriend's pout.

"Princess he's just doin' his job." Morgan says with a chuckle. He knows that she's pouting too, even before JJ removed her hand form Emily's mouth.

"Shut your mouth or you're the next in line!" Emily hisses again.

"I'm sorry ma'am, but your arm must be broken." The EMT informs.

"No shit, Sherlock!" Emily snaps.

"Emily!" JJ yells again.

"Ma'am I think you should go to the hospital and take a look at this." The boy says.

"What?! The hell I am! Just put something to hold my damn arm!" Emily snaps once again.

"Alright, you know what? You should go check your head too because, seriously, I've never seen anyone like you." The paramedic is upset and he has the right to be. As soon as the words came out of his mouth, everybody look at him in shock.

"Excuse me? Can you repeat that, please? I couldn't quiet hear you. Sorry, the shot makes too much noise." She says slowly as she stands up from the back of the ambulance and starts to play with her gun, which was swinging between her fingers, like a cowboy would do.

"Babe, c'mon. Leave him alone." JJ says softly, grabbing Emily's hand.

The boy stares at Emily with pure shock and afraid on his face.

"Dude, I suggest you to do what she says." Morgan warns.

"Oh yeah, dude, you really should." Emily says, never taking her eyes off of the boy.

"Do we have a problem in there, agent Prentiss?" Hotch asks with warn in his voice a few feet away from the ambulance.

"I don't know." She replies. "Do we have?" She asks the scared boy.

"No, we don't." He replies looking at Hotch.

An hour later, they were finally making their way back to the station.

"Wait! So you're telling me that the bastard father did that with the bastard son to the poor mother?!" Emily asks Hotch from the backseat of the SUV that she, JJ and Hotch were sharing. They told her the story of the unsub's past. Hotch nods his head. "God, and my mother still asks me why I'm a lesbian." Emily says in desbelieved, causing JJ to give her an high-five from the passenger seat.

"Hey!" Rossi, Morgan, Hotch and Reid say at the same time.

"It's true! Spencer what's the difference between female and male serial killers? I mean, statistically." Emily asks.

"Well, first you have to know that there are some different things in both cases-" Reid starts but is cut short by Emily.

"Reid!"

"Alright, I'm sorry!" He says defensively from the other SUV that he, Morgan and Rossi are sharing. "Well, statistically there is a difference of-" He is cut off again, but this time from Morgan.

"Kid, the difference is big?" He asks.

"Well, a little. Most of the serial killers are men." Reid confirms.

"Alright, then that's why I love chicks too!" Morgan says and everybody chuckles.

"Hell, yeah!" JJ says.

"Hey! Until I live, you're not allowed to look at any other chick." Emily protests. JJ turns on her side to look appropriately to her girlfriend.

"Excuse me? Did you just told to the best FBI shooter what she is and what she's not allowed to do?" JJ asks with both her brows raised.

"I don't give a damn if you're the best shooter or Michelle Obama! I'm your girlfriend and I'm telling you that you can't look at other woman, because you're stuck with me. And I'm alive." Emily says.

"Well, what if you die?" Morgan asks, joinning the conversation.

"I'll probably come back as a ghost and scared the crap out of the other girls. No one, and I mean, no one besides me can look to a naked Jennifer Jareau nor touch her body." Emily responds.

"Well, I'd like to have a vision of that." Morgan says under his breath, causing Rossi and Reid to chuckle. Thank god the persons on the other SUV didn't hear him.

"I'm sorry but I think I may have touched her. A lot." Garcia makes herself known from nowhere, making everyone jump except Morgan.

"Well, you don't count. You're straight!" Emily replies.

"Oh my brunette sexy agent, you're totally right." Garcia says. Everybody can see the smirk growing on the perky tech analyst's lips.

"Anyway, what if a girl that it's not straight touches me?" JJ asks.

"I think that we'll find her body on a trash." Emily replies mater-of-factly.

"What?!" Everybody chuckles. "Why?" The media liaison asks.

"Because you may stop loving me because, I don't know, she can be sexier or prettier." Emily says. A small pout starting to appear on her lips.

"Hey that might be true." JJ repiles. Emily glares at her and even Hotch lifts a brow at the blonde. "But I'll never stop loving you." She grabs the brunette's hand. "Besides, there is no one else that can be as stubborn as you and I like the challenge." She winks, and Emily frowns at her words.

"Hey, now! Like I'm the only one!" Emily and JJ have now a matching pout. JJ pokes her tongue out. "You should keep that inside your mouth, unless you want me to go get it." JJ blushes at this.

"Alright, if you'd like to join us we'll be inside." Hotch informs them, getting out of the car. They reached the parking lot of the station.

Half an hour later, they were in their hotel rooms. It was too late to fly back home so they decided to stay for tonight and leave the next morning. Morgan is with Reid and Hotch's with Rossi, which makes Emily and JJ.

Currently, JJ is brushing her teeth when she feels an arm around her waist and soft lips against her cheek.

"Did you mean it?" JJ asks, after spitting the toothpaste out of her mouth.

"What?" Emily asks confuse. "Damn it!" She is starting to get really upset for loosing her right arm. She is just trying to put toothpaste on her toothbrush and she can't even do it right! JJ is torn between helping her or not. She knows how Emily hates to feel useless but she knows that she needs help, she just doesn't like to ask for it.

"About me looking at other girls." JJ answears, helping her girlfriend. "Because you were being really... Obsessive." She finishes.

"Thanks." She says for the help. "Well, obviously I want you just for me, but I was kidding. I can't control you and I don't want to." Emily says sincerily.

"Well, who's stupid enough to hit on Emily Prentiss' girlfriend anyway?" She asks playfully, rolling her eyes.

"Hey!" Emily says with a mouthful of toothpaste. JJ giggles at the sight and the reaction. "You think it's easy having a hot, sexy, beautiful girlfriend?" She joins the joke, although she means what she said.

"Only if it's a Jennifer Jareau, because I know that she only looks at her hot, sexy, beautiful girlfriend." She says with a grin and starts to play with Emily's short shorts. Emily is wearing tight, short pyjamas shorts, leaving too little to imagination and a tight matching shirt.

Emily stops her actions and looks to her shorts and she can feel her heart beats increase so quickly that she's sure she's going to pass out. Then she looks at JJ's face. The blonde is looking seductively at her and her bottom lip is pressed between her teeth. Emily spits her toothpaste out and cleans her mouth before turning on her side to face her girlfriend.

"Do you think their sex is hot?" She asks, putting her arm around the blonde's waist.

"I think it's really super hot." The blonde replies, giving the brunette's ass a playfull, sexy smack. Emily moans a little.

"Do you wanna see who's sex is hotter?" The older agent asks, grabbing JJ's ass and giving a squeeze.

"God, so bad!" The shorter woman says and starts kissing her lover's neck.

"Right, but not tonight." Emily says softly. It takes some seconds to the blonde realise what she said, but as soon as the information sinks in, JJ pulls back.

"What?! Why?!" JJ almost yells and it takes everything that Emily has not to laugh at the frown and pout that made their presence on her girlfriend's face.

"Because I'm invalid" Emily says and kisses JJ's forehead.

"That's not fair!" The pout and frown still present. "I'm ready to go to that awful and totally unconfurtable bed in there and fuck your brains out." She says slowly, trying to convince her stubborn girlfriend.

"I'm sorry, baby, but I don't wanna have all the fun." The brunette says softly and takes some strains of blonde hair behind the other agent's ear.

"Well, that's sweet of you." JJ gives her lover a shy smile.

"Eh, that's one of the things you do to me." Emily rolls her eyes playfully.

"What do you say to a make out session?" JJ asks, linking her arms around the brunette's neck and kisses her softly.

"Jeez, you know I can't refuse an offer like that!" Emily says against the blonde's lips.

A/N: So, should I continue? Tell me your thoughts! :D

-S xxx :)