Hola! I hope everyone actually reads this. Things have been rough lately with a lot of changes, and a lot of disappointments. I miss you guys and your support, and I feel like it's what I need right now! ENJOY!

"Emily! Emily!" JJ pounded on the door. "Emily! You in there?" JJ asks. Emily groaned as she woke up. She rolled over only to be met with caramel colored flesh and thick muscle.

"Fuck!" Emily said out loud. Derek hopped up too. "JJ's outside!" Emily whispered. "I'll get the door, go into the bathroom." She grabbed her robe, and tied it quickly. Derek ran into the bathroom with his clothes from last night. "Hey, JJ. Look right now isn't the best ti-" Emily stopped in mid-sentence when she saw the smirk on her new friends face. "What?" Emily asked.

"Is he hot?" JJ asked. Emily looked at her, and pretended to be confused.

"What are you talking about?" Emily asked JJ. JJ rolled her eyes.

"You may be the Queen of compartmentalization but you have got sex hair, and you are flushed, and you are also in a robe." JJ says with a smirk. Emily blushes.

"I...I..." Emily starts. JJ puts a hand up.

"It's okay. We will talk about this later. Plane leaves in thirty though, so hurry up and tell whoever he is that you have to go immediately." JJ says. Emily nods, and shuts the door.

"Son of a fucking bitch." Emily says. Derek walks out the bathroom smirking.

"Wow, I haven't heard you say that many naughty words in about...I don't know, 2 hours?" He says. Emily blushes and smirks a little. He was now fully dressed.

"Um, yeah. I have to...get ready, wheels up in 30. I...yeah, you can go now." Emily says softly. He looks at her and narrows his eyes for a moment. She felt uncomfortable under his gaze.

"Yeah, I should probably go. I'll see ya in a bit." He says. She nods.

"Yeah...see ya." She says. He leaves the room, and she leans against the door. She had thirty minutes to make sure she didn't look as if she'd gotten the ride of her life last night...three times. It was a pretty great night, and he was really good at what he does. They had sex last night. Not just sex, but slow memorable, non-drunken, looking into each others eyes type of sex. That was something she had never experienced before. She shrugged it off though, and got her stuff together. She managed to sneak in a 5 minute shower after getting everything together. This was a night she'd just wanted to forget.


"So, who was he?" JJ asked. Emily looked up from her book and turned to see JJ. Emily's face showed surprise at the blonde woman's interest.

"Whom?" Emily asks.

"The guy that you left in bed to come talk to me." JJ says with a smirk.

"Oh, him..." Emily says glancing at Derek across the way who has his headphones on, and is lost to the world. "He was...nobody." Emily whispers.

"Really? Nobody?" JJ asks, amusement written on her face. It was at this moment that Emily was thankful that JJ wasn't a profiler.

"It's not a big deal, I can't even really...remember his last name." Emily said with a smirk. JJ smiled.

"Wow, looks like almost everybody got lucky last night." JJ says. Emily raised her eye brows.

"Who else?" Emily asks. JJ smirks.

"Well, Morgan did too. I can tell. He's got that 'I got lucky and now I'm thinking about her' thing going on that he does whenever the next day arrives. I feel like he's in lala land more-so today. She must've been some girl." JJ says. Emily looks at Morgan again, and notices the small smile playing on his face.

"Must have been." Emily says.

"Well, it was a long night. I'm gonna sleep for a bit." JJ says. "I'll let you return to your book." JJ smiles moving to her seat on the plane. Emily looks back down at her book, but not before glancing at Derek once more. He had this smile on his face, and look lost in his own little world. She smiled at that. Could he really be thinking about me? Emily wonders. It flattered her a bit. She felt like not many men thought about her. Especially after sex. If they did it was only crude thoughts, and crude thoughts were thought with proud smiles. Morgan didn't look proud, he looked content and happy. She smiled a bit, and felt herself get shy. Emily Prentiss was not shy. Ever. She was confident and knew what she wanted, always. She proved that last night. She put a smile on her face thinking about him possibly thinking about her. It was nice to have someone, even just for a little while.


When the team walked into the bullpen everyone was exhausted. Emily grabbed her bags, and some files to do at home. She rubbed the back of her neck, and started for the door. Before she could leave though she heard his voice. "Hey, Em...can we talk?" He asks. She turned, and noticed everyone else was gone. Already run out of the bullpen getting ready for a good nights sleep.

"Sure. What's up?" Emily asks scanning the room just in case.

"Well, I was just wondering if you wanted to um...come over tonight and talk about...ya know?" He said with a shrug. "I have beer." He says. She smiles.

"Sure, let me go home and I'll be over. We really should talk about this before work tomorrow." Emily says. Derek nods. "See you in 30?" She asks. He nods. Tonight was either going to be really long, or really short. Emily went home, and took a long shower. She didn't really know what tonight had in store. She wanted him again, she knew that for sure. She shouldn't do it, but she wanted too. She was dying too. His skin on hers. It solved almost all of her problems. Her acceptance of his embrace made her forget the fact that the team wasn't exactly welcoming her with open arms, the team being Hotch and Reid. His skin also helped her forget Doyle, her mother, Declan, the miscarriage. Everything. She wanted to see him tonight, and she wanted to be settled in his arms tonight. She had a feeling she was going to get what she wanted.

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