"Oh, there you are! You silly sleepy heads!"

Emily's eyes had flown open at the "Oh". When she realizes her mother is standing in the bedroom she quickly glances down. Though a sheet is over them, it is quite obvious she and JJ are naked. Elizabeth looks over her shoulder.

"They're in here, Gerald!"

"MOTHER! NO!" Emily scrambles to grab the comforter and pulling it up over her and JJ. "Geezus, give us a break here! What the hell are you doing here?"

"I told you the caterers would be here at 8. It's a good thing I'm here to open the door for them since you two aren't up yet."

Emily looks at the clock. "Mother, it's only 6:45. Henry isn't even awake yet!" Emily knows JJ is awake but pretending to be asleep. "Can you at least go downstairs so we can—Oh, God! DAD! OUT!"

At this, JJ actually chuckles. Emily glares at her wife.

"Good morning, honey," Gerald says amiably. "Your mother and I will get the coffee going. See you in a few minutes." He takes Elizabeth by the elbow and leads her out of the room.

Emily drops an arm across her eyes. "Remind me again why it's good to reestablish contact with them?"

JJ leans up and smiles at Emily. "Because they are your parents and they love you."

"Right. And they nearly saw us naked. Do they not have that little meter that tells them right from wrong?"

JJ gives Emily a kiss. "I love you."

Emily raises an eyebrow. "If you loved me you wouldn't have faked sleep while I was dealing with them." She gets up and heads towards the bathroom. "I'm going to shower. And if you even think about joining me while my parents are downstairs I will never speak to you again, Agent Jareau."

Emily heads into the bathroom. JJ waits until she hears the water come on. Then, wearing nothing but a devilish grin, she gets up to join her wife.

At 7:15 Emily picks up a now awake Henry from his crib. "You're mother is a terrible influence on me, Champ. You need to do something about her." He giggles at his Mama. "Oh, okay. I see how it is. You've got her back. Better remember that next time you want a lullaby," she says as she tickles him.

Once he is changed and dressed, she heads downstairs. Elizabeth sees them and smiles.

"There's my sweet boy! Come to Grandma!"

She takes him and coos at him. He giggles and tries to grab her earrings. Emily just shakes her head, still amazed at how good her mother is with the little boy. She gives her father a glare as he hands her a cup of coffee.

"I swear I didn't know, Pumpkin. I heard your mother talking and figured you two were up."

"Right. I'll let you know when I buy that one, Father."

He gives her a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you for allowing me to be here today."

"You…you don't have to thank me, Dad," Emily says, touched. "I'm just…glad to have…a chance to know you."

He smiles at her. "Me, too."

With her mother feeding Henry and her dad whipping up breakfast for them, Emily goes to watch some CNN before eating. When she turns on the TV, a local channel is on. It talks about the sad death earlier that week of two decorated CIA agents in a tragic accident. Emily angrily changes the channel.

"Fucking political bullshit," she mutters. She hates the men escaped prosecution. But she hates even more the bruise it has put on JJ's mind. Shrink or no shrink, JJ was going to have to come to terms with shooting a third law enforcement officer. And for a third time that officer's actions would not be tried in a court of law. That her wife wouldn't have that bit of closure angers Emily more than anything that had been done to the brunette during that 24 hours.

Emily looks up as her mother sits down beside her on the couch. "I know it wasn't how you wanted it to resolve, Emily. But at least it's over."

"Is it? Jennifer is dealing with shit that she shouldn't have to. Trials, sentences, they help people heal and move on. She's been cheated out of that by the political monsters that didn't want a CIA officer outed as a traitor. It's not fair, Mom. It's just not fair."

Elizabeth pulls Emily into a hug. "What about you?"

"What about me?"

"You don't get closure either. Those men beat you and—"

"So what? I can take a punch. I can take the bruises. What I can't take is the helpless look in Jennifer's eyes when she thinks about it. I love her so much and I can't do a damn thing to help her."

JJ's voice startles Emily. "Your love helps me more than you know, Em."

Emily spins around. She hadn't heard JJ come downstairs. "Jen…I…I…"

JJ walks over and kneels down in front of Emily. "Thank you." She gives Emily a kiss, trying to convey in that simple act just how much what Emily had said means to her.

Elizabeth and Gerald exchange a smile. JJ truly was the best spouse they could have ever wished for their daughter.

A couple hours later, 3 chefs are working in Emily's tiny kitchen. JJ and Elizabeth are pouring over catalogs picking out potential Christmas gifts for Henry. Gerald had stepped into the spare bedroom to take a call.

On the couch, Emily and Henry are enjoying the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. As JJ glances over at them she chortles.

"I'm not sure who's more excited," she whispers to Elizabeth, who grins.

"Look, Henry! There's Kermit! Yay Kermit!" Emily cheers as Henry bounces and giggles.