Ten floors
Spoilers: None.
Pairing: Emily/JJ
Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to Criminal Minds or any of its contents.
Author's note: So I tried to make it a bit longer, but the short time frame makes it a bit tough. This one is unbetaed too, so all mistakes are my own. Thank you guys for the reviews, they are very much appreciated :)
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Emily rubbed her eyes for the hundredth time. It was true she had made the effort to arrive early at the bureau, but started to worry if she hadn't exaggerated, because it was way too quiet for a Friday morning in the bureau and she was pretty certain the guy who held the entrance door open for her was the security guard she had said goodnight before leaving the previous night.
She had to call for the elevator with her left hand because the right one had to move to contain a particularly long yawn. She was glad it was only a floor away for she could really use one of those large cups of coffee. She groaned when she saw the numbers moving up instead of down, just what she needed, "Great".
She rested her head on the wall and closed her eyes; it wasn't like there was anyone else other than the two receptionists who way too focused on their computer screen to care about her taking a nap against the wall next to the elevator.
She could swear she had been dreaming when she was brought back to conscience by the sound of heels moving hastily across the entrance hall. At first, she thought it was probably one of the receptionists going to the bathroom or any of the few things that could drag them from those computers. Trying to contain yet another yawn she only opened one eye to see who it might be and was very surprised to see one Jennifer Jareau, with yet another tall pile of files, walking in her direction.
"Good Morning, Jennifer" The brunette's voice was still a bit husky from sleep.
It was only when she heard her name that the blond looked up and saw Emily waiting for the elevator. She smiled, pleasantly surprised to see the brunette. She was on her way to wish the brunette good morning when she was reminded why she had been so focused on the files in the first place. In a second a number of them were scattered all over the floor.
"Damn it" The blond cursed.
"It's ok, I'll get those" Emily quickly moved to the floor and started picking up the files, just as she did the elevator door opened and two people walked past them.
"I'll hold the door" The blond had her arm in the way of the lasers to hold the door opened.
"You better" The brunette joked, picking up the last pastes and pictures that were on the floor. "Because if I had to wait for that elevator another minute I'd just take a nap on the awful couch over there and previous experiences tell me that that thing was designed especially to avoid that"
JJ chuckled loudly at the brunette's grumpiness finding it surprisingly adorable. "Come on, Grumpy. I can't hold this all day".
"And to think one would be thankful" The dark-haired agent complained jokingly as she walked inside the elevator and pressed the buttons for her floor and the blonde's.
"Still tenth floor, right?" Emily asked, afraid she might have assumed wrong by pressing the tenth floor button.
"Right, thanks" JJ was caught by surprise by the fact that the other woman had remembered her floor number, after all it had been over a month since they had seen each other. "Of course I'm thankful. You're like my savior in desperate times of lateness"
"You're late?" The brunette questioned her, shocked. "And here I was congratulating myself for coming in early"
"Really?" JJ raised her eyebrow.
"Really" The brunette nodded.
"Then maybe I should arrive late more often" The blond smirked seeing that she had left the other agent speechless.
Emily was still moving her mouth without saying anything when the door opened on the tenth floor and the blond moved out smiling back at the brunette, "It was nice seeing you, Emily".