Jennifer

The sun shining brightly through the curtains slowly wakes me up and I immediately feel an unusual weight on me. Not quite sure of my surroundings just yet I keep my breathing steady and eyes closed. The bed feels different and the sun is coming at me from a different angle than if I was in my own bed. The weight on me feels warm, clearly I am sharing the bed with someone, did I get drunk and go home with someone? No, I never get drunk enough that I would do that, that's when yesterday comes flooding back to me and the realisation that the weight on me is Emily Prentiss.

Damn, that realisation sends a warmth through my body. She certainly was beautiful - sexy, in a cocky sort of way, kind of like Derek. Am I going to go through the next two months waking up like this? If so then I am going to need a cold shower every morning for the duration of this case. I am only in shorts and tshirt and with Emily wearing a vest top and shorts I can feel her warm skin up against mine and her large firm breasts pressed into my side. Shit, I am glad I am not a guy or my excitement would leave no room for doubt.

Emily shifts pulling me closer to her and kisses my shoulder as she starts to wake up. "Morning." She greets in a sleepy yet extremely sexy voice.

"Uh, morning." I say a little unsure of myself.

That wakes her instantly and she jolts away from me, "Shit, sorry Jennifer!" She says, shock evident in her voice as she sits up and runs her hands over her face in an attempt to hide her embarrassment.

"It's ok, no harm done." I reply as steadily as I can although I don't quite manage it. My name on her lips not helping my nerves.

"I want to say that it is not usually a habit of mine to wake up next to a random woman in my bed," She says into her hands then chances a glance at me before returning to her hands again. "But that would be a lie."

Her nervousness is adorable but I don't mention it, I get the feeling if I refer to her as adorable it would not go down too well. Her words cause a peak of hope to enter me, did she just tell me she likes women? Did she just tell me she often wakes up with a women in her bed? That actually makes me relax a little and I sigh, settling back under the covers.

I turn on my side to face her and pull her left arm away from her face. "So I'm not your first?" I ask with a hint of teasing in my voice. I take hold of her hand and link my fingers with hers. "Your not mine either, Emily." I say flirtatiously.

This casues her to head snap around so she is looking at me. "Exuse me?" She asks in shock.

Without missing a beat I bring her hand to my lips and kiss her knucles. "I said, your not my first woman either."

The blush that covers her face is beautiful, the rosey red on her ivory skin is beyond stunning. "Y, you're gay?" She asks, still in shock.

"No, I like men too, you are though, right?" I ask although I am pretty sure of the answer if last night and this morning are anything to go by.

"Yea." She smiles shyly.

I get the impression that the Emily Prentiss I have witnessed this morning is a rare sight. I am almost certain that she is usually full of confidence and sass, cocky and mysterious. A female Derek Morgan.

"I am sorry about waking up like that though, it is completely unprofessional." She adds.

"Hey, look," I say as calmly as I can manage with the heat rising in my body and the hope that is getting stronger within me since she still has not let go of my hand. "It is honestly fine. We cannot spend the next two months in close quarters and always be professional. To be honest, having someone sleeping next to me makes a nice change to sleeping alone." I squeeze her hand in an attempt to make her feel more comfortable.

She visibly relaxes and I am thankful my words have had their desired affect. The last thing we need is to be uncomfortable around each other, plus, secretly I wouldn't mind waking up like that every morning. Well, minus the heat pulsing through my body and the inevitable cold shower that will follow.

"Right, now we have that out the way, shall we get up and go find some breakfast?" I ask with a hopeful tone.

She smiles and nods. "Yea, that sounds great, Jennifer."

I am not a fan of my full name but it does sound amazing when she says it. "Awesome, I'm guna jump in the shower real quick then I'll be ready to go." I say as I climb out of bed with a slight shiver. Damn it is cold out here compared to under the duvet with Emily's body heat.

"Sure, I generally shower before bed so I'm just guna get changed and I'm ready." She replies, voice back to her normal confidence.

"Perfect, I like to shower in the morning, so sofar we make an epic couple." I wink at her and close the bathroom door.

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We walk to the hotel restaurant hand in hand and much more relaxed than walking together last night. She is the perfect gentleman, holding doors for me and pulling out my chair and I cannot help the smile that has been glued to my face since she took my hand as we left the room.

"What do you fancy, sweetheart?" She asks me, slipping into character easily.

"Pancakes, eggs and bacon sounds amazing right now," I say as I look at her over my menu. "What about you?"

"Blueberry pancakes, I think, with a side of mixed fruit, no strawberries though, obviously." She smiles at me then calls the waiter over.

I was about to ask her why she isn't having strawberries but I manage to stop myself just before the question escapes my lips. That is something a wife would know, so I file that question away for later along with the remider to ask more personal questions, like food allergies, medical conditions, etc.

We chat comfortably while we wait for our food and at some point she takes my hand in hers across the table. I have no idea when she did and it amazes me that I am that comfortable with her already. Less than twenty-four hours and I already feel more at ease with her than when I had to play Derek's girlfriend for a few hours on a case, and we had been friends for years!

"What time are we meeting your dad and brother for lunch?" I ask her as the food arrives and we both tuck in hungrily.

"One, I think. Dad sent me the directions to the cafe this morning while you were in the shower." She hums her appreciation for the food and the sound sends a delightful twinge through my body.

I gulp and take a deep breath to steady my voice. "We're going to be going over the plan for moving into the new place right?" I ask, even though I already know the answer.

Hotch had given us strict instructions to talk over the move and new jobs, etc, while out and about on the off chance we were being watched and also because that is what a married couple who have just moved to the area does. Emily finishes her food first and takes my hand again, I could really get used to this.

"Yea, then we get to see your sister and her husband for dinner tonight and a, I quote, 'real welcome to DC' evening." She smiles easily at me.

I finish my food and she signals to the waiter for the bill. "I feel like a warning is in order since you have yet to experience a true night out with Pen, she can get a little wild." I say with a hint of laughter in my voice.

The waiter brings over the bill and Emily leaves the cash before getting up and taking my hand. We walk out the door into the lobby of the hotel before she stops and takes me in her arms and just looks at me for a moment with a hint of something unreadable in her eyes before she speaks. "Sounds like it will be a great night." She gently pecks my lips and another twinge goes through my body. "What do you want to do today before we meet dad and Spencer?"

I stand there staring at her stunned for a moment. I know at some point we have to kiss, just like we have to hold hands for it to be believed that we are married but actually having her kiss me was a complete shock to my sensitive system. "I'm not sure, how about a walk? Maybe we could find a park or a lake or something?" I ask, adamant my voice is giving me away.

"Sure, sweetheart, I'll ask the receptionist." With another peck to my lips she walks off to the front desk.

My phone ringing almost makes me jump out of my skin. "Hey sis, what's up?" I ask seeing Pen's name on the caller I.D.

"Don't 'hey sis' me, young lady! You totally have the hots for your new wife!" She squeaks down the phone at me.

"H,how do you..?" I fail to finish my question, startled by the fact that she knows.

She sighs down the phone at me. "You're forgetting that I am god and know everything, blondie." She quips at me. "Plus, I hacked the camera's so I have been watching you and your lady love while doing what I do best and searching for information."

"Oh, but that still doesn't explain how you would know, if I did or did not." I say carefully, knowing I cannot give away that I do not infact know my so called wife very well.

"Oh sweetie," She chuckles. "I know you too well that's why! You are gushing over her, plus when she kissed you, you almost creamed your pants. Do not try and deny it, little sister." She tells me sternly.

"Ok, fine you caught me," I laugh. "You're one hundred percent correct." I tell her as Emily walks back over.

"Who's that?" She asks, curiosity in her tone.

"Pen." I say simply.

"Hello lady love of my sweet darling sister." She sings down the phone.

"Pen says hi." I say trying to cover my blush at her words.

"Hi, Pen," She smiles at me with a twinkle in her eye that tells me she probably heard what Penelope had said. "The guy said there is a park about ten minutes from here, east, do you wana go there?" She asks me taking my hand again.

"Yea, sure." I smile back as we start walking. "I'll talk to you later, Pen, we are going to take a walk in the park. Don't forget our dinner date later." I remind her, keeping to our cover.

"As if I would forget such a thing," She gasps. "And I will tell the others where you are headed. Have a good day, see you later cutie's." With that she hangs up.

I shake my head at her antics and put the phone in my small handbag. It is not something I would usually have with me but it goes with the cover. I feel Emily squeeze my hand gently and I look up at her.

"Everything ok?" She asks, concern in her voice.

"Yea, just Pen teasing me over something. It happens on a regular basis." I say with a light chuckle.

"That tends to happen with siblings." She jokes.

The rest of our morning is spent comfortably in each others company. We walk around the park for a while, then sit and enjoy watching the ducks on the pond. She puts her arm around my shoulders and it feels right to lean into her side and rest my hand on her leg. I never get this comfortable with someone undercover this quickly, but being with Emily is just that easy. She has a confidence about her that puts you at ease and relaxes you.

We see Clyde on our walk aswell as Hotch. Clyde is walking a dog, god knows where he got it from and Hotch is on the phone, probably talking to Rossi. The morning goes by wonderfully and before you know it, it's time to meet Spence and Rossi for lunch.

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"Hello, we are meeting David Rizzoli." Emily states to the hostess at the restaurant, Italian flowing easily from her lips.

"Ah, yes, the gentlemen are already here, ladies, let me show you to the table." The man replies with a smile on his face.

I am almost frozen to the spot with surprise at Emily speaking fluent Italian. This woman is actually amazing, I again file away something else to ask her about later. Emily keeps a firm grip on my hand pulling me out of my shock and we follow the man to the table.

"My beautiful girls, I am so glad to see you made it safely to DC." He smiles, pulling Emily into a hug and kissing both her cheeks before doing the same to me.

"Hi dad," She smiles back. "I told you we would be fine but I am glad to see you too, I have missed you." She turns to Spence and hugs him too. "I have missed you too, little brother."

"Hey, Emily, how is the hotel?" He asks, a little awkwardly in true Spencer fashion before he too gives me a hug.

We all take our seats and look over the menu as we continue chatting. It is amazing to see the ease in which Emily and Rossi fall into character with one another. Something Spence and I clearly need a little practice on.

"It is a cute little place, the staff are friendly and the room is cosy, not much more I can ask for really. I will be glad to get into the new place Monday though, a hotel is lovely but there is nothing like your own home." She smiles at me before turning back to Spence.

"How is the internship going?" She asks him, continuing with the cover.

"It's good, the boss is alright, Clive, I haven't spent that much time with him but he seems nice enough." Spence smiles shyly at her before going back over the menu.

"And how about you, Jennifer? How is it in DC so far?" Rossi asks me.

My name sounds so strange coming from him when I am so used to him calling me JJ. As much as I appreciate that going undercover means you need to stick close to if not use your real first name, it is going to take some getting used to hearing people call me Jennifer.

"It's lovely so far, thank you for asking David. I will say though that I am going to have to give in and learn Italian, having Emily show off her skills coming in here has finally done it for me. At least then I'll know what she's saying when she talks to you on the phone." I chuckle. I had to find a way to tell Rossi and Spence that she can speak Italian without saying it outright.

"Oh is that right now?" He raises one eyebrow at me while using his native tongue.

"Come on now, dad, that's not really fair, is it?" Emily says in English.

"No, but it is rather amusing, you have to admit." He replies, still speaking in italian.

"I will give you that much, yes. Now please speak english in the company of my wife." She asks, a hint of annoyance in her tone.

Spencer and I watch the exchange with a hint of fascination and raised eyebrows and shrugged shoulders between the pair of us. Going back to our menus when it is clear Emily is done with the conversation and Rossi just chuckles.

"So what is everyone eating?" I ask, testing the water of conversation a few minutes later.

"I think I will have spaghetti and meatballs." Emily says glancing up at me from her menu. "What about you, baby?"

The term of endearment causes my cheeks to flush, not used to being 'cute' infront of Rossi and Spence. "Lasagne and salad I think." I say with a smile, glad that her tone has relaxed again.

The rest of our lunch date goes smoothly and we all laugh, talk and eat comfortably with each other. We go over the time to meet Monday and the plan of action in regards to moving. Everyone except Hotch and Clyde will be helping with the move as they are only playing colleagues while everyone else is playing our family. Once it is all arranged and lunch is over we say our goodbyes and Emily and I head back to the hotel for a few hours rest before our late night out with Garcia and Morgan.