Title: Curious Mixture

Summary: AU: Jennifer JJ Jareau and Emily Prentiss tale in progress. JJ and Emily find themselves at a crossroads in their relationship after so many promises broken and wishes unfulfilled…

Author: Cherokee62

Rating: T (will change to M as story progresses)

Spoilers: Seasons 1 thru 12 basically

Word Count: 818

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, nor do I make any profit in my parody of them. If I did own them, I would not be writing Jemily Femslash, JJ and Emily would have been a happy couple years ago, the first FBI agents to marry and Will would have graciously donated his sperm to make Henry and went away until JJ and Emily decided they wanted another child. These characters are (sadly) owned by CBS Corp.

Chapter 4

2015

JJ sat at her desk and took a sip of her coffee. She sighed and cradled the cup in her hands. She glanced at the clock on her desk and sighed, "Seven a.m. Jesus, when did I get in the habit of coming in at the ass crack of dawn?" she asked herself then chuckled. "Ass crack of dawn. Lord." She glanced at the empty desk across the room and smiled. "Almost a year now and you still manage to work your way into my day Em." She shook her head, smiling and sipped her coffee. "That was one of your favorites. Don't even know when I picked it up." She sighed and glanced at the group picture she kept on her desk, from some night they all went out to do Karaoke or just hang out. "Probably around the time I started coming in so early so I could visit with your memory in peace." Her smile faded as she reached out and lightly brushed her fingers over Emily's image. With a resigned sigh she turned away from the picture and turned her computer on. She opened an email from Hotchner and grimaced at the notice to the team that yet another Agent was coming to try and join the BAU team. "Coming to try and replace Prentiss, is what he should just say." she muttered.

She got up and moved to the empty desk next to Reid's and began to check it for basic supplies. If she prepared a desk early enough she could keep the newcomer from taking Emily's old desk. It was silly but something she continued to do almost unconsciously.

It didn't take long to get the desk set up and JJ gave one last glance to her watch and one toward Emily's desk. For the past year she had avoided doing the one thing she really wanted to do.

She gave a slightly guilty and embarrassed look over her shoulder and moved quickly to the empty desk. As she stood behind the chair, she ran her hand along the back of it and grinned. She could almost see the dark haired beauty sitting there, leaning forward as she read something on her computer screen out loud to the team. JJ leaned down just slightly and swore she could still smell the slightest hint of Emily's perfume clinging to the leather of her chair. "Stop. You're being silly Jareau." She whispered to herself.

Trailing her fingertips along the leather of the chair, JJ moved it out from under the desk and slowly slid into the seat. She closed her eyes and just let her mind wander where it wanted. She was only slightly surprised by the goosebumps that rose on her arms."Thoughts of Emily and the smell of leather," she thought with a small laugh. "lucky goosebumps is all I got."

She opened her eyes and sat there for a moment longer. She glanced over at her own desk and smirked at the vantage point Prentiss had from this seat. "Great way to check out certain assets, eh Prentiss?" she mumbled as she realized for the first time that from there Emily could see JJ's legs and ass every time she bent to get something from her lower desk drawer. "Dog." she chuckled and made a mental note to tease her friend on their next weekly call. "If she calls that is." Emily has missed the last few calls and hadn't returned any of JJ's messages yet.

To distract herself from where her mind wanted to go, JJ pulled open one of the desk drawers and shook her head. "Jesus, didn't you clean out your desk before you left?"

She started to aimlessly rummage through the drawer, smiling softly at the huge amount of Splenda packages the brunette had accumulated. "Well you did say Splenda was the magic ingredient. Wonder if they have that in London? Maybe I should pack all of these up and mail them to you." JJ murmured as she shifted around, eyes growing wide, "Lord there must be hundreds in here! Either you had stock in the company or you stole them everywhere we went!"

She closed the drawer and heard something heavy shift inside. "What was that?" She opened it back up, glancing up as she heard others beginning to arrive on their floor. So far no one from her team but she knew her time was running short.

Reaching in she felt under the packets of artificial sweetener and felt pens, sticky pads, and a few markers. She frowned and gave the drawer a hard shake, sure that nothing she felt could have made that sound she had heard. "Probably an old bottle of Maker's Mark." she grumbled as she reached all the way toward the back and her fingers brushed something slick and cool.

"Morning Baby Girl!"

"I'll show you a good morning, you hunk of chocolate goodness."

JJ's eyes shot upwards as she heard Morgan and Garcia exchange their normal morning greeting. Her hand closed around the object and she pulled it out, closed the drawer, and stepped quickly back to her desk in seconds. She opened her drawer and dropped the object in, shoved it closed and had her coffee cup to her lips by the time she heard, "Morning Mamma bear!"

She waved to Morgan and tried not to grimace at the now ice cold coffee.

"Crack of dawn again, Mama?" Morgan asked as he dropped his bags on his desk.

JJ smiled and shrugged. "Eh, ya know how it is."

"What I know is you should be spending those hours in bed with yo honey."

JJ gave him a confused look for a moment, "Oh, Will!" as understanding dawned.

"You have another honey we should know about?" he asked, pausing to give her a look.

"What?" JJ was glancing toward Emily's desk again, then back at Morgan. "Of course not! What kind of question is that? Brain is just a little slow, not enough coffee yet." She gave him one of her best smiles and he grinned back.

"So how she been doing? Haven't heard from her much lately."

"Who?"

Morgan looked over at Emily's desk and grinned, "Miss Interpol."

"No idea. She...we haven't talked much lately either."

Morgan frowned, then grinned broadly. "Maybe her badass self finally got some of her own honey to sweeten her nights. It would be about time if you asked me. A girl that smart and that damn fine, should not be alone. Know what I mean?"

JJ just nodded and got up to head to the break room for fresh coffee.