"Emily, I don't want to be a burden for you. Really, if you have anywhere or anyone else to be with, go. I'll be fine." JJ said as she opened the front door of her house.
"And I'll be fine here with you. Do you really think I have anywhere else to be, especially this late at night? My bed can wait for me till tomorrow. And Sergio is with the neighbor anyway." Emily replied holding the blonde's shoulders and giving them a light squeezel. As a matter of fact, right then, there was nowhere else Emily Prentiss would rather be, no one else she'd rather be with, than with Jennifer Jareau. But that she'd keep to herself.
As they entered the living room, Emily looked at the low center table placed in between the TV and the two couches. Instantaneously, memories of that drunk night she kissed JJ started flooding her mind. She tried to take them to the back of her mind, and looked away. Hopefully JJ wouldn't notice her momentary loss of composure.
Emily glanced at JJ, but she noticed the blonde wasn't really paying attention to anything. She watched as JJ sat down on the couch, and sighed softly.
"Oh Jayje…" Emily immediately sat down on the couch, right next to JJ, as the blonde broke down in tears. "Hey, what happened wasn't your fault." The brunette pulled the smaller woman into her arms, and let her cry on her chest.
"Yes it was, if I had kicked the gun towards him, he wouldn't have shot the boy. It's my fault he's dead Emily. I didn't protect him. That is supposed to be my job. And I didn't do it right. If I can't do my job right, why should I keep doing this, Emily?" The blonde cried.
Emily shook her head, and she got up from the couch, just to kneel down in front of JJ. She grabbed the blonde's hands with her own.
"Jayje, look at me." But her gaze wasn't met by JJ's crying eyes. "Jayjay…" she said once again. After a small moment JJ lifted her head slightly, and opened her eyes. Her blue ones meeting Emily's browns. Even red and puffy, those blue orbs were the most beautiful ones Emily had ever seen in her life.
"We lost that little boy, there's no going back on that. We've lost many other lives in this job. But the reason why we keep doing it is because we still save and prevent many others from falling in the hands of the monsters we catch. You have to hold on to that thought, Jareau. You have to hold on to the lives we save. You have to hold on to the good thing you have here."
JJ's crying had progressively ceased, as she heard Emily's reassuring words.
They stayed in silence for a few minutes. Emily's dark eyes watching JJ's features. Her cold hands still intertwined in JJ's warm ones. At this time, she wasn't sure if it was her comforting JJ, or if it was the other way around. Having JJ's soft hands in her own felt so good, so right.
"Emily…" Prentiss was brought back from her thoughts by the soft calling of her first name. She glanced up to meet those bright blue eyes once again, "… Thank you."
Still kneeling down on the floor, Emily raised her right hand and removed a few strands of blonde hair away from JJ's face, then resting the palm of her hand on the younger woman's cheek, fondly. She leaned in closer, shortening the distance between them. JJ didn't move, she just kept staring deep into Emily's dark eyes, as if she could see into the brunette's soul, read her thoughts and feelings. But Emily wasn't going to keep her out. Not in that moment. She wasn't concerned about letting JJ know how much she wanted to claim her lips with her own right there. She wasn't concerned in hiding that strong desire that kept building stronger and stronger inside of her. She normally wouldn't let it happen; she normally would know this was wrong. But those blue eyes were keeping her conscience from doing its job.
They were no more than 5 inches apart when Emily closed her eyes, breaking the bond between her's and JJ's. It was like someone had just poured a giant bucket of cold water on top of her. And her conscience stroke back at her. What was she doing? She was supposed to be there to comfort JJ, not to comfort herself and confuse the blonde.
Emily drew back, eyes still closed. She wasn't ready to face whatever expression was on JJ's face.
"I could use a glass of water… Do you want me to bring you one?" The brunette said, as she stood up from the floor.
She was heading to the kitchen when she felt a hand grabbing her arm and making her spin in her heals. Emily wasn't ready for what happened next. Two silk hands involved her face and neck, and a pair of soft, wet lips crushed against hers.
Emily needed a moment to process what was happening. JJ was kissing her. And she was just frozen. 'Do something Prentiss…' But what should she do?
Her body didn't give her mind a chance to answer. Wrapping her arms around JJ's tiny waist, Emily pulled the younger woman's body closer to hers and kissed her back. The kiss was intense, but tender. And Emily could still taste JJ's tears in her lips.
Gosh, how many times had she dreamt about kissing those sweet lips again.
Eventually they broke the kiss, if for nothing else, the need for oxygen obliged to do so.
"You can open your eyes now, Em." JJ said shyly after a few seconds after they kissed.
"I can't." Emily whispered. "I'm scared that if I open my eyes, I'll wake up and find out that this is just another dream."
Emily heard JJ chuckle lightly. "Well, there's only one way of find out, Emily..."
A/N: Aaaaand, that's it for this chapter. What did you guys think? I'd really like to know your opinion, so please, leave a review :)