A/N: CarbonKiller101: I'm not quite sure if it's going to be only letters or not... would you want to see outside letter interaction?
Chapter 3
"The worst thing you can do for love is deny it; so when you find that special someone, don't let anyone or anything get in your way."
~ Unknown
Dear Emily,
It's been 3 months since you joined the BAU and whether you agree or not, everyone loves you! Morgan loves that someone can finally talk to him about Vonnegut like a true fan, you've impressed Gideon with your language skill and even Hotch has warmed up to you. I think Reid loves you but isn't sure what else to make of you. You actually somewhat contest his intelligence, except you don't randomly spout facts. And Garcia, c'mon you must know she absolutely adores you right now! She gushes about how you're so cute and smart; you're now officially one of her 'Babies'.
Then there's how I feel. Not exactly like everyone else, but I was never much a conformist either. I'm not sure what I feel for you Emily. You excite me and puzzle me. I always want to be around you, you're like a magnet, you just attract so many people towards you but you refuse to see that they love you. I know you're closed off but I really think you need to open up to us. We care.
Over the past 3 months we've become great friends. Best friends actually, it's safe to say that you are easily the greatest person to talk to. You're so compassionate and caring. I love the way your eyes light up whenever something you're interested in comes up. I love how you inject yourself into work, barely sleeping and taking brakes until the monster we're hunting is taken down. You're purely amazing.
The other night when I asked you for drinks I was terrified. Horrified even. I thought that you were going to think that it was a date. Not that I didn't want it to be, I mean, jeez I'd love to date you. But even still and I hate to admit it, I was afraid of being rejected. So it's no surprise that I literally sighed in relief when you agreed.
Drinks were great, I taught you to play darts properly and we even scored free drinks off a few crazy guys. But then you asked me to dance and I couldn't help the hitch in my breathing. The sheer thought of you so close to me, bodies touching made my mouth dry. I remember nodding numbly in agreement and taking your hand as we weaved through the crowd.
To be honest I remember everything about that dance. Well those few dances. I remember the songs that were playing, the slight stuffiness of the air around us, your hands on my hips and the smirk that still puzzles me. It's like you knew Emily, how I was feeling and you knew how bad I wanted to taste your lips. How did you know? Am I obvious as to how much I desire you?
You're driving me crazy Emily Prentiss, you and your body, smile, and laugh.
Sincerely,
JJ