Heart Of Life.
As the rays of sunlight leaked through the blinds of Emily's bedroom, waking her up from the surreal dream that she was having about the love of her life, she felt a warm body snuggled into her and long smooth legs intertwined with her own. But, of course, she wouldn't have it any other way - just as long as that warm familiar body belonged to one, Jennifer Jareau. Emily smiled to herself at the memory of the of the previous night played again and again in her mind. Granted they didn't have sex, but just the pure feeling of Jennifer's lips against her own just felt so…perfect. But, there was also the issue of Will - the stupid baboon of a detective with the thick southern accent - who just pissed her off just by the way he smiled. Nobody truly understood why Emily despised the oh-so perfect Detective La Fontaine. He was in fact perfect. The perfect man for the perfect woman. He had made an effort to gain the friendship from Emily - especially because JJ was her best friend and their son Henry was the closest thing she's had to a nephew. Henry was Jennifer's son; the son she had with Will; the man she married because she was pregnant. Emily glanced down at JJ's left hand which was currently right above her left breast, and that was where she discovered JJ was still wearing the ever sparkling engagement and wedding rings. Suddenly, Emily felt like she was going to throw up. Just the thought of being labelled as a Homewrecker was enough to make her hate herself. She hated herself for falling in love with a married woman and even more that the married woman just so happened to love her back. Emily was so engulfed in her thoughts, she hadn't realized that Jennifer had woken up and was staring back at her,
"Penny for you thoughts?" JJ asked curiously, gently caressing Emily's cheek. Emily snapped out of her trance as the smooth, beautiful sound of JJ's voice reached her ears.
"Huh? Oh... Uhm.. It's nothing. Don't worry about it." Emily lied, Yeah, only that you're probably going to leave me… or you would leave them for me. Fuck!
"I love you JJ, you know that right?" she asked, as she stared into those amazing blue eyes.
JJ smirked and pushed herself up on her elbows,
"Yeah? Prove it." Suddenly all of Emily's doubts flew out the window, when her lips connected with JJ's.
Now, Jennifer was straddling her and lovingly nipping at her neck, and Emily wouldn't have it any other way. Emily felt JJ's hands slip underneath her large t shirt and heard JJ whisper,
"I love you, Emily. You have my heart. Please don't break it." Emily suddenly felt her own heart break. She's going to be the death of you Emily. But, would you really want to die any other way?
"No," Emily whispered to herself aloud.
"What, baby?" JJ asked, looking into her eyes,
"I won't, Jennifer. I love you." Emily answered, before wrapping her arms around JJ and kissed her - as if it were the last time she'd kiss her.
Suddenly, the sound of Emily's doorbell was ringing throughout the house - as if someone was pressing it over and over again - without giving the chance for the bell to finish. Emily gently pushed JJ to the side and pulled on her own pants, "I'll be right back, baby." Emily said, as she kissed JJ's forehead before running downstairs to answer the door.
When she opened the door, she found Detective William LaFontaine staring at her,
"Hey Emily. I'm real sorry to bother you so early in the mornin' but JJ and I had a real bad fight last night, and she didn't come home, I was wondering if you knew where she is? " he asked in his heavy worried southern accent.