A/N: This chapter takes the action (both kinds) up a few more notches. Hope you like it; it would be nice if you let me know – I always appreciate your comments. Thanks to everyone who has stuck with me this far. Like last story I am really just getting started. Alice ….

The Morning After Dark

Chapter 4: The Way I

Reid nodded his thanks to Morgan and took a sip of the energy drink. Vile, was his first thought, yet he drank it anyway. Everything around him seemed fuzzy and he fought to clear his thoughts. The non-reality of Guerin's secret place was slipping away from him and he wanted so much to keep it. As he felt Morgan watching him concerned, he let a last thought trickle from his mind: Why would she want to leave? He hoped some time he could ask her.

"Take your time," Morgan touched his knee and went to stand next to Emily in front of all the computer screens. They were in the basement; in the odd room that looked half like Garcia's "office" at the BAU and half like a messy teenager's bedroom. He was sitting on a comfortable couch and in front of him Garcia, Emily, JJ, and the strange tall woman were talking in low tones about something to do with images that had been captured just before the last of the power had died two days ago.

He felt Tergensen before she appeared at the bottom of the stairs. Gracing him with a long stare backed by jealousy and something like contempt, she went to join the others. Slowly he followed.

"Guerin is sleeping," Tergensen said this to no one in particular. "Mani is going to stay with her." She crossed her arms over her chest and tried to make her expression neutral though Reid could feel her tension.

"Bring that up on the big monitor," Emily directed and the screen in the center began to show words although there were many places where there were letters or whole sections missing to heavy static.

"We were able to recreate part of it," Garcia said. "It took hours for the application to sort through all the possibilities." She nodded at Carmo who hit a series of keys and the static on the monitor began to be replaced by letters and words. "I'm not sure what it is."

For a thousand years in your sight are like a day that has just gone by, or like a watch in the night.

You sweep men away in the sleep of death; they are like the new grass of the morning - though in the morning it springs up new, by evening it is dry and withered.

As the text moved through his mind, Reid felt something familiar though with his brain as tired and fuzzy as it was he could not put his finger on it.

"Reminds me of a poem," Emily said

"Psalm," Carmo said softly.

The pieces fell into place for Reid. "Psalm 90," he said and began to recite.

We are consumed by your anger and terrified by your indignation. You have set our iniquities before you, our secret sins in the light of your presence. All our days pass away under your wrath; we finish our years with a moan.

The length of our days is seventy years - or eighty, if we have the strength; yet their span is but trouble and sorrow, for they quickly pass, and we fly away.

Who knows the power of your anger? For your wrath is as great as the fear that is due you.

Teach us to number our days aright, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.

Garcia's hands were moving on the keyboard filling in the blanks of the missing text. When Reid began to continue past this point, she stopped him.

"Hold on Bible Boy. That's not what's next."

Reid skipped over the next couple verses in his mind; picked up where he could see just enough on the screen to show him where to start again.

May your deeds be shown to your servants, your splendor to their children. May the favor of the Lord our God rest upon us; establish the work of our hands for us - yes, establish the work of our hands.

Another screen came to life with various images of destruction above which were the words "The Work of Our Hands".

"That's the second part of it," Garcia stated flatly, "just image after image of Armageddon."

"Terrorist manifesto?" JJ asked

"If they are, they are a whole new breed," Emily looked at the others.

"Yeah, Christian terrorists," Reid finished.

Later

Emily was leaning in the passenger side of the Range Rover reaching for her kit bag when she felt hands on her hips and a body press up against her. She smiled because she knew just who it was.

"Morgan's gone back inside?" They had taken a break from their discussion of the video images and all the implications they presented to come out to the garage where Emily let Morgan admire the Range Rover close up. He had just left.

"Uh huh."

Finally getting her hand on the kit bag where it was jammed behind the seat, Emily felt the body behind her push even closer. When she was shoved to the side, right up against the SUV and her feet kicked roughly apart, she let the bag fall from her grasp.

"I told you we would continue this," JJ said behind her as her hands roamed up and down Emily's thighs. Emily bit her lip as an intense feeling of anticipation and desire flooded into her. "You want my hands on you, don't you?" JJ's words and her hand smoothing aside the hair from her neck intensified the feelings in Emily even more.

"Oh, yes," Emily breathed out as JJ began kissing and nibbling her neck. "I want you so bad, JJ. Don't hold anything back." One of JJ's hands was pulling her shirt from her pants and the other was kneading one of her buttocks. When JJ pushed her body even harder against her and began grinding her pelvis against her, Emily felt her head drop back against JJ's shoulder. "God, JJ."

"You being away from me made me want you more," JJ said against Emily's neck as her hand pulled her shirt completely loose from her pants. "Made me desire you more," JJ's hands moved under the shirt at her front and sides. Emily sighed with expectation as JJ's nails tickled her tender sides and one hand moved over her belly as the other moved in a sensual caress over the small of her back. "Made me need you more."

"JJ, please. The way I…" Emily felt JJ's hand begin to unbuckle her belt.

"The way you what?" JJ pulled the end of Emily's belt from the buckle and the two ends separated. JJ then worked at the button and zipper. "What about the way I…" she didn't continue speaking just pressed her mouth against Emily's neck in a hungry kiss as one strong, determined hand moved down the front of Emily' pants at the same time as the other moved down the back.

For a moment Emily forgot there was any sort of thing as conversation. Not that the demanding words in her ear were actually conversation. The hand at the back of her pants pressed down in between to her sensitive parts and the hand in front covered her pubic mound with a possessive open palm.

"The way I feel," JJ completed as she began to grasp and knead Emily from both sides "The way I felt," a sharp shove with her hips let Emily know JJ was holding a bit of a grudge.

"This isn't a good time to…" Emily began to say but could not continue. JJ's hand had found her clit and with her thumb and forefinger she squeezed firmly. She felt only the intense pleasure coursing through her as her cheek pressed against the cool side of the Range Rover. "JJ, I…" she tried to speak again the words being cut off in a gasp of incoherence as JJ began rubbing her thumb and forefinger together with her clit trapped between.

As if her legs could get any weaker under the storm of sensation JJ was giving her, she felt JJ's other hand, the one at her back, move down further and into her wetness. "I want you to feel," JJ said as her hand moved and two fingers slid easily inside Emily and her thumb shifted back, "I want you to know," she pressed firmly with her thumb, "that right now you are mine."

"Oh my god, JJ!" Emily could barely manage to squeak out as she felt herself possessed so fully by her lover. The feeling of being under JJ's control, owned and filled so completely by her was beyond anything she had ever experienced.

"All of you," JJ's hands moved on and in Emily drawing from her so much physical sensation she thought she might never feel, or even breathe again. JJ's mouth was at her jaw, under her ear biting very lightly. "I can make you feel so much pleasure," Emily felt JJ smile as the words she had said to JJ so long ago on that snowy night in Buffalo when they had first made love were repeated back to her.

"So, close. Oh, Jennifer, I'm so close."

Her head back against JJ's shoulder, her legs so weak she thought she would collapse, Emily was so near to her release she could hardly believe it when JJ stepped back. The hands that had been all over her then turned her around and even though those amazing hands were no longer on her, in her, she thought she might come from just the look in JJ's eyes as she moved close.

"I can never get enough of you," JJ said her blue eyes so dark, so deep with passion and longing Emily felt herself gulp. "I hope I never get enough of you - ever."

Emily was pushed back once more against the Range Rover as JJ kissed her. The breath driven from her lungs Emily could only cling to JJ, her arms around JJ's neck, as quickly and easily JJ unbuttoned her shirt. Breaking their kiss only enough for each of them to draw a ragged breath, JJ managed to unhitch Emily's bra. Both of her hands then found Emily's breasts and began to squeeze as she continued to kiss Emily breathless.

When she broke off the kiss and slid her hands down to Emily's hips, Emily heard JJ's voice in her ear as JJ began to sing softly. Hearing the words of the romantic song she had sung to JJ that night at her condo only weeks but a lifetime ago, Emily smiled.

"You're the rhythm in my song, you're the switch that turns me on, the only place where I belong or want to be…"

Letting her body slip downward, JJ stopped singing long enough to take one of Emily's nipples and begin to suck urgently. Emily could only sigh, one hand in JJ's hair the other bracing herself against the door jamb of the SUV.

"You're the half that makes me whole, the only one that sees my soul…"

JJ switched sides affording Emily's other nipple the same pleasure. As she did, her hands moved around Emily's hips and began forcing her pants down. When Emily was almost fully exposed, JJ dropped to her knees.

"…Baby it's so real but still I can't believe… every little thing you do to me."

The last words were set off by kisses to Emily's lower belly and then her inner thighs as JJ worked to free Emily's pants completely from one foot. Once her boot was pulled off and her leg free from her pants, Emily moved her sock foot to the running board of the Range Rover anticipating what was coming next.

Before she moved in, JJ looked up at Emily with those dark, impossibly passionate eyes. "I want you to feel, I want you to know everything I feel for you," she whispered just before her mouth made contact with Emily's most tender spot.

Emily's head fell back as she moaned from her chest. The hand not grasping JJ's hair found the SUV's grab bar and held on tight.

It did not take long, she was so aroused. As JJ's mouth and tongue sucked and licked at her with tenderness one moment and determination the next, Emily felt herself begin to nearly leave her body so intense was the pleasure. Her shoulders thumped back against the side of the SUV as her fist closed tightly in JJ's hair.

"God, JJ!" the words came out of her on a harsh exhale as she climaxed. "The way I… the way you make me feel!"

Slowly JJ eased off. Her hands still flowing over Emily's pelvis, firm thighs and behind, she softly kissed her; tenderly all over her mound, then the insides of her hips and on her lower belly. Standing up, she felt Emily almost fall against her she was so spent.

"Here, let me help you sit, Em," she said sweetly and with just a little irony. Guiding Emily back onto the seat of the Range Rover, she slipped her pants back over her sock foot and pulled them up over her hips. When Emily was settled in the seat, she moved in with her getting half in, half on her lap.

They both sighed deeply. JJ trailed a finger over Emily's lower lip moved close to kiss her. Emily felt her heart slow as the tender kiss relaxed her. "Do you like that?" JJ pulled back and looked at her mischievously. Emily was unsure at first until she watched JJ sensuously run her tongue over her own lip then along each of the first two fingers of her right hand.

"Ah, yeah," Emily tasted her own lip, "I do." Emily closed her eyes and held JJ close, her lover's cheek on her chest. She felt and heard JJ giggle.

"I'm just lost in wow right now," Emily said against the top of JJ's head and felt her laugh again. "Remind me again, was there something else going on in the world; something else besides you?"

JJ looked up at Emily her eyes softly blue and gentle again. "Nope, not a damn thing, except how much I love you." She kissed Emily again, resettled against her chest. "Don't leave me again, Em," JJ said softly.

Emily tightened her hold on JJ. "I won't. I'm sorry. I never knew how much I loved you until I was away from you. I didn't even know I could feel that way," when she said this she felt a tear drop from her eye and slide down her cheek.

"To hear you say you love me, Em, I…" JJ couldn't finish just let the words trail off. She could feel Emily's chest tightening knew she was allowing herself to truly feel. "I won't ever let you go, ever!"

JJ held Emily as she cried softly, almost soundlessly.

Later

The house was quiet and very dark when Guerin came slowly awake. Not fully conscious, she let her mind range around touching all the people close by. She found Reid first, found him asleep in one of the downstairs bedrooms. Smiling to herself, she thought of his eager desire. Not far from him, in the bedroom across the hall she was aware of Morgan though she could not touch him.

On the lowest level of the house she felt Carmo dozing her strong presence muted. Nearby was someone else, someone she didn't know. The strange woman's mind was just a blur almost like the buzz of electronics. Tergensen was there as well her dreaming mind confused by images of Mich as if she could not decide between what she knew to be true and what she wanted to be true. Guerin moved on quickly and the next mind she touched surprised her. Actually it was two minds, but so close in mutual passion they might as well be one.

Guerin exhaled from deep in her chest as she let her own consciousness mix with the two women. Like a voyeur, yet so much more connected, she could feel their lovemaking on such a deep level that it aroused her quickly and intensely. They were close, just down the upstairs hall in the bedroom Tergensen usually occupied. When she's not here in my bed, Guerin's mind completed and she felt the young blonde woman's anticipation through Emily as Emily moved lower, still lower to find her and have her.

Arching her back, Guerin felt Tergensen stir as the lust moving through her found Tergensen's sleeping mind. Of all the women in her life the red head was always the most attuned to her needs; always the most willing to give herself over to darker desires.

Stretching out an arm, Guerin found a warm, sleeping form beside her in the bed. She had not been aware of Mani until now. Turning on her side, she moved closer to the other woman reaching out to touch hips and back with her hands, and neck with her mouth.

"Guerin," Mani came awake and caught hold of one of the hands that was exploring her. Instantly she could feel through Guerin what was rousing her: Emily and JJ locked in intense passion so oblivious to everything except themselves. "Guerin, stop," at the periphery of her mind she felt Tergensen approaching her excited mind intent on Guerin.

By the time she had untangled herself from Guerin and left the bed, Tergensen was at the door. Even in the murky darkness she saw the younger woman's lip curl in scorn. "Don't worry, Mani," Tergensen moved past her. "I'll take care of this."

Mani closed the door softly behind her and leaned against it with a sigh. She thought about the sedative she kept in the bedside table of her room down the hall and how she often found the pills the only way to shut out Guerin's unwanted thoughts. Maybe someday I'll have my own mind and my own life back, she thought as she moved away toward her own room.

Guerin swung her legs over the side of the bed as Tergensen came toward her. When the other woman was close enough, Guerin grabbed her waist and pulled her to her. Lifting her T-shirt, she pressed her face against Tergensen's warm abdomen just above her loose sweat pants. Bracing with a hand at her back, Guerin bit lightly at Tergensen's belly as she moved her other hand down.

When her pants pulled away from her body Guerin laughed. "Girl, I can smell you," she shoved her hand between Tergensen's legs."And I know you are…" Guerin broke off as her fingers found what she expected. "…always so fucking wet for me," she completed.

Sliding her two fingers through the other woman's slick folds, Guerin neither touched her eager clit nor penetrated her. Feeling Tergensen get quickly and easily frustrated, she laughed. "You can never wait, can you? You always want."

"Just do it, bitch," with one hand Tergensen started to push her own pants down as her other hand gripped Guerin's short hair and tried to shove her head lower. Guerin let her take control, let herself be handled roughly. When Tergensen's pants were down just far enough, Guerin extended her tongue and just dabbed her firm clit. With a grunt and pull on the back of her head that pushed Guerin's face full against her, Tergensen let her know the soft touch was not going to do.

"Just," Tergensen drew in a labored breath, "fuck," she let it out sharply as Guerin began to suck hard at her teasing with just a touch of her teeth, "me."

Guerin laughed against her. "Who's the bitch now?" She rose up from the bed her left arm going around Tergensen she pressed their bodies hard together. With her right hand she moved to thrust into her as her mind slammed against the other woman. Growling in her chest, Guerin felt for, and enveloped, Tergensen's most base desire; that darkness so much a part of her and so many times unwanted by her.

Her mind overwhelmed by lust, Tergensen still resisted. She pushed off Guerin moving a step back and almost breaking the grip holding her, but Guerin was much stronger and didn't completely let her go. Getting a foot behind her ankle, she drove Tergensen down to the floor attempting to pin the other woman as she wriggled under her.

"Oh, you like that!" Guerin could feel the lust in Tergensen mingle with an impossibly dark delight. Tergensen wrapped her legs around Guerin's hips, crossed her ankles as she held her tight. Again Guerin let her take some control feeling her own heat increase as she grappled with Tergensen's grasping hands. Pressing her chest down on the other woman she felt Tergensen panting for breath her heart pounding. There was no way to get a hand between their two bodies they were so close, so Guerin began rocking her hips against the body below her as she let her mind fill with thoughts of pleasuring Tergensen.

The younger woman began to relax as she drew slower breaths. Guerin insinuated a hand between them and pushed down and into her pants. Tergensen sighed heavily unresisting now as Guerin's right hand moved down and then into her. Tangling her hands in Guerin's shorts, she pulled the woman on top of her back and forth over her. "Please, Guerin, don't stop," she panted as she rode the fingers Guerin had moving in and out of her.

Guerin's other hand grabbed a handful of red hair and pushed her head back so their mouths could meet in a greedy kiss. Tergensen did not have long as she gave in to Guerin's probing tongue, before she began to come. Breaking the kiss, her head going back against the floor, her body pushed up into the woman on top of her as Guerin's hand gave a last hard thrust into her and held tight against her orgasm.

"That's my girl, "Guerin said against her lover's throat. "That's my good, girl." She could feel Tergensen melt just a little bit more at the words. Slipping her fingers from the tight embrace that held her, Guerin began to softly circle Tergensen's clit. She lifted herself on her elbow to watch as the woman below her closed her eyes sighing as pleasure took her again. More slowly, more tenderly, Guerin kissed her, never stopping the movement of her fingers as she massaged the hard nub through the thick layer of silkiness.

Again it did not take long before Tergensen was gasping against Guerin's mouth as she peaked for a second time. This time she lay back after, still and depleted. Guerin let her breathe moving to kneel between her legs. Caressing Tergensen's belly and sides with her hands Guerin leaned down and kissed her again. "You felt them?" Tergensen asked. Running a hand through Guerin's hair, she pushed the other woman's face back far enough so their eyes could meet in the dim light.

Guerin didn't answer just kissed Tergensen along her jaw and collarbones as her own need began to rise quickly to the surface. Tergensen felt it too biting her lip as Guerin wordlessly pulled her up to a sitting position. When Guerin stood, Tergensen moved to get up as well but Guerin stopped her.

"No, girl, just to your knees," Guerin began pulling off her shorts.

Eagerly Tergensen pushed Guerin's hands aside pulling the shorts down far enough for her that Guerin could step out of them. Guerin moved half a step forward and took a fist full of red hair as she pulled Tergensen to her.

"That's my good girl," Guerin whispered as Tergensen's mouth found her aching clit.

Later

Guerin was asleep with her arm and leg loosely over Tergensen when she felt Carmo's excited presence come into the bedroom. Rolling over onto her back, she looked up at the dark haired woman standing at the edge of her bed holding a glowing tablet computer. Guerin's eyes went to the open door where she could faintly see a well built blonde woman with glasses. The other woman seemed as excited at Carmo.

"What?"

Carmo just handed over the tablet.

"Jesus fucking Christ!" Guerin reached behind her and slapped the half asleep Tergensen. "There's someone trying to get in the house!"

On the screen she held in her hands was a real time feed from the elaborate security system. A green blob was moving slowly through the shrubs under the music room windows. Reaching out with her mind Guerin tried to find the intruder. Concentrating harder to overcome the fuzziness still clinging to her consciousness, Guerin tried to put the last remnant of disorientation and vagueness leftover from her coma behind her.

Once she had focused, Guerin felt stronger, her clarity almost overwhelming. Tergensen was now sitting up staring at her surprised. Letting her mind range around, Guerin felt no one else, just the one intruder

"Downstairs; monitor," she ordered Carmo as she got out of bed naked. In the dresser just a few steps away Guerin found cargo shorts and a T-shirt. "Get dressed, Dev," she ordered the woman who was just now pushing aside the sheets. Pulling the T-shirt over her head, Guerin approached the blonde woman still standing hesitantly just outside the door.

"Get Prentiss," she gestured down the hall. "First door on the right; no lights and no noise," turning back into the room she went to the bedside table and took her Browning out of the top drawer. She checked the magazine, slapped it back in, and shoved the .9mm in the back of her shorts.

"Where's my gun?" Tergensen was going through the drawers of the night stand on the other side of the bed.

"Your weapon! You're not a fucking gangsta, Devin, and it's probably in your room."

When Tergensen left the room Guerin reached out again with her mind this time trying to touch Reid. He was now almost as familiar to her as Tergensen or Grayson yet not on a level with Robichaud. As she thought this, she felt a jab of pain in her heart. Mich was gone; her presence beyond reach forever. These thoughts, and the pain they caused, were enough to wake Reid. Pushing the loss aside she put a clear image in her mind of Morgan and Reid, dressed and armed, meeting her in the great room near the bar.

"Emily…" Garcia spoke softly but urgently as she approached the bed. She could see her two friends lying close together covered by a single blanket. "Emily, get…"

"…the fuck up," Tergensen finished as she barged into the room behind Garcia. Going to the night stand she found her Smith and Wesson .40 and a smaller .380 automatic.

"What the…" JJ started to say as she sat up.

"There's an intruder. Get dressed and downstairs ASAP," turning to Garcia, Tergensen handed her the .380. Garcia took it but held it like it was some kind of deadly bug. "The last room on this floor is Mani's. Go stay with her until you get the all clear."

With that Tergensen was gone. Emily was already on her feet finding clothes for both herself and JJ. "Go Garcia. Shoot anyone that's not me, JJ, Reid or Morgan."

Downstairs Emily and JJ found Guerin and Tergensen kneeling by the breakfast bar looking at a faintly glowing screen. Reid was near the bar on the kitchen side, Morgan on the other side near the doorway that led into the back of the house.

Emily looked over Tergensen's shoulder at the small screen. The green glowing figure representing the intruder now seemed to be on the inside wall of the big music room.

"Alarms?" Emily asked wondering why the house was still silent.

"Disabled," Tergensen replied. Beside Tergensen Guerin seemed to come to a conclusion.

"Stay here," she cast a quick look at JJ and Emily, "on either side of the door. "Morgan," she gestured through the door, "stay out of sight to the right. Watch the long corridor."

"Let's go, Dev," Guerin put aside the tablet. "We're going to get behind her."

"Her?" Tergensen was on her feet her eyes big as she bit her lip. "Sweet!"

Guerin pushed Tergensen ahead of her, whispered in her ear, "Yeah, totally sweet."

Moving quickly and quietly the two went out into the main hall and into the lab room. Proceeding all the way to the back, Guerin opened a narrow door and they passed into the dark store room. On the left they took up positions on either side of a hidden door that opened into the long hall to the music room.

Tergensen waited letting her consciousness back Guerin's as the other woman let her mind roam outward feeling for the intruder. There was the tiniest creaking as the door to the music room opened. Silently the intruder moved up the hall, Guerin following with her mind. Touching Tergensen lightly on the elbow, Guerin opened the hidden door.

Once in the hall they could see a figure about 15 feet ahead moving slowly in a half crouch. With a quick nod of her head, Guerin motioned Tergensen to stay back as she moved swiftly ahead her bare feet making no sound in the dim hall. She approached from the back and left and once close enough, pressed the muzzle of her handgun against the intruder's head just below the left ear.

"Be still."

The intruder froze, hands going up and out. In her right hand was a small caliber pistol with a long silencer. Holding the Browning in her left hand, Guerin reached out to take the weapon. Before her hand could close on it, the intruder made a quick move ducking her left shoulder down and twisting back. Guerin was elbowed back off balance her finger closing on the trigger of her pistol.

The stray shot passed just close enough to the intruder to nick her chin. Feeling a rush of air, Guerin saw Tergensen launch herself in a full-on tackle. The force of the move brought all three of them down in a heap in the floor. The silenced weapon skittered down the hall ahead of them. Grunting, Tergensen wrestled the intruder grabbing at her dark clothing and military style webbing.

"I got you, I got you," Tergensen pushed down on the smaller woman with her knees and shoulder. Taking a handful of dark hair, she pressed the intruder's cheek into the floor.

"Yeah, you got her, Dev," Guerin laughed noticing Tergensen's Smith and Wesson was still secured at her side. As Guerin watched, Tergensen leaned over the disarmed woman and breathed against her ear not saying anything. Guerin laughed again feeling the dark lust rising in Tergensen once more. "All that wrestling always did turn you on, didn't it Dev?" Guerin said softly but loud enough for the captive to hear.

"You know what I like," tracing her other hand down the pinned woman's arm, Tergensen took her hand, began to pull it back. "I like to fight," she turned her head and looked at Guerin, "and I like to be on top."

"Yeah, right Dev," Guerin was remembering other times with the red headed woman starting with that day in the backyard and the football; the day that was captured in a whimsical photograph hanging on the wall of Guerin's office just down the hall. What the viewer couldn't know was that just after the picture was taken, Guerin had discovered Tergensen's hidden nature; on the granite counter in the kitchen.

"Oh, she's liking this," Tergensen's mouth was next to the captive's ear and Guerin could see the woman's dark eyes looking back at Tergensen who was holding her down. There was not an ounce of fear - only something else.

"Get her up," Guerin ordered. She could hear the FBI agents coming down the hall. Tergensen pulled the captive to her feet one wrist held behind her back. Guerin scooped up the dropped pistol as they met the others in the hall. Tergensen kept moving forward until out in the great room next to the bar. She released the woman's arm and pushed her against the bar. A quick frisk revealed a combat knife on her hip and a small .9mm in an ankle holster.

Tergensen placed the weapons on the bar stepping back to make room for Guerin. The captive sneered at Tergensen's show of submission to Guerin. "She's got your number, Devin," Guerin said not looking at the other woman. Her eyes were on the woman wearing the black tactical gear noting with a quick up and down that they stood almost exactly the same height. The captive had followed her eyes, sneered again her eyes dark and knowing as she watched Guerin's every move.

"What's going on?" JJ leaned against Emily her voice low. When Emily turned to look at her JJ could see something different in her lover's brown eyes, something she had only seen in private; something she had seen several times tonight. When JJ went to step forward, Emily held out a restraining hand.

"She's not going to hurt her. It's a game."

Guerin grabbed the captive by the front of her vest and pulled her forward until they were nose to nose. Blood had tricked from the wound on her chin down her neck and under the collar of her shirt. Like a cat, Guerin sniffed at it, bared her teeth. "You come into my house," she was staring directly into the other woman's eyes but there seemed to be no reaction to the words. "What are you after?" The dark brown eyes remained unreachable, aloof and something else. Guerin grinned when she felt it, but Tergensen literally bounced.

"She wants you to…"

"Shut up, Dev," Guerin cut her off. "We need to do this interrogation in private," Guerin pulled the woman to her again, holding her close for a moment, then began shoving her toward the entrance to the library across the room. Tergensen followed eagerly behind.

When Emily made to follow JJ grabbed her arm. "You are not taking part in that!" her eyes flashed with anger.

Emily put her hand over JJ's, "It's not exactly what you think." Her eyes went from JJ to Reid.

"She's right, JJ," when Reid spoke his Adam's apple bobbed. "She's not resisting. In fact," he looked from JJ to Morgan, "it's quite the opposite."

"I'm not going to ask you how you know that," Morgan took a step back looking toward the library as a lamp came on in the room.

Emily crossed the great room feeling JJ behind her for several steps, felt her stop. "I won't let it go too far, JJ," she said over her shoulder"

Tergensen gave a little snort when Emily slipped in the door as she was sliding it shut. "Embracing your dark side, Prentiss?"

"Been there, done that," Emily stared Tergensen down.

Guerin had pushed the captive up on the heavy refectory table and was slowly removing her gear starting with her webbing. Emily circled behind Guerin almost unnerved by the dark eyes as they followed her. She would have called the young woman passive except for those eyes; they burned into Emily with a sort of wildness that was closer to being shrewd then fearful. It was so close even to lust she was not surprised by the vibration of barely restrained sexuality she felt coming from Tergensen.

"She's been drugged, hasn't she?" Emily stated watching as Guerin removed the captive's Kevlar vest. Underneath was a simple black T-shirt. Guerin hooked a finger under the neckline of the shirt, withdrew a round disc on a chain. With a snap she pulled it off. Tossing it to Tergensen she leaned on the table, one hand on either side of the young woman as she stared directly into her eyes.

"Ramirez, C.R. Blood type A Positive," Tergensen read.

"She has," Guerin finally answered Emily. "I'm not sure what. By the way she's reacting to me," Guerin touched the tip of her finger against the blood on the captive's chin, licked it off slowly with her tongue, "it's possibly 'E'." She grinned at the reaction from the other woman watching as Ramirez gave a huff of exhaled breath, worked her jaw back and forth.

Guerin then began reaching into each of the woman's pockets removing the contents and turning them out until only fluff remained. There was very little to make note of: a small brass key on a ring, two breath mints, a crumpled piece of paper, a tiny, somewhat bent, SD card.

After each pocket was empty Guerin leaned in close again to the woman rubbing her chin along her jaw line like a cat until her mouth was next to her ear. "Why did you come to my house? Who sent you? Did you come for me?"

Ramirez made no reply just turned her head until her mouth was brushing Guerin's. Emily caught her breath at the wave of intense sexual energy radiated from the two women. Tergensen gave a little squeak and stepped forward her hand going to Guerin's arm.

"She's mine, Dev," Guerin shook off the offending hand. "All mine." Guerin's hands went to the woman's slim hips holding her as they kissed.

Emily felt frozen to the spot by the energy that surrounded and invaded her. For a moment she thought she might give in to it, be rendered anxious and nearly drooling like Tergensen, but a part of her logical mind remained, began to pull her out of the dark well.

Opening her mouth to voice a protest, she was cut off as the door was thrown aside and Mani Grayson strode into the room.

"Guerin!" she barked her voice sharp with authority.

Guerin turned her head to look at Grayson though Ramirez tried to pull her back. Grayson walked up to the table and gazed into the eyes of the dark haired young woman who was clawing at Guerin's shirt.

"She's been drugged!"

"So?" this was from Tergensen.

"Did it never occur to you two teenage horn dogs that maybe she was drugged for a reason?"

At that moment, there was a disturbance at the door. There were several voices raised in protest then JJ walked in her stride determined.

"And the reason is distraction!" she held up the computer tablet. At the very edge of the display for the property, a group of small green dots could be seen fanning out.

"Damn," Guerin pushed the captive back onto the table.

The Way I – SoShy

Next, Chapter 5: Deliver Me