"Again, I'm so sorry this had to happen to her. You're sure that Josy didn't act any differently in the last couple of days? Maybe she changed her habits...?" Morgan asked for the third time to Josy Carter's best friend. So far, he didn't learn anything new and it was starting to set him on edge. This unsub was good, and hopefully Josy would wake up and tell them something. If she did, he would have to buy Jareau a drink. Not that he would mind, this blonde was hot.

"No, I'm sorry agent, I didn't notice any thing out of the ordinary." She answered with a soft sob.

"Thank you for your time, I promise you we'll do every thing we can to bring him to justice." He stood up and left the appartment.

On his way to his car, he dialed Prentiss number.

"Prentiss."

"Hey Princess, it's Morgan." He got into the Suburban and started the engine. "You're settled yet?"

"No, we're just about to leave the precint then we'll head to the apartment. You find anything?"

His sigh was all the answer she needed, but he said it anyway, "No, nothing. I still have one or two friend to talk to, then I'll stop by your new place. I'm tired of all this. How many more women will have to die to find this guy? We need a break like yesterday!" He grumbled a little bit more, "Sorry, but this one is starting to get to me. I'll talk to you more once I'm there."

"Yeah, don't worry, we're all in this a 100%. When we'll get him, every thing will go back to normal. Well, as normal as our lives can be, that is.. Well, we'll see you then."


She hang up and turned her head to the blonde who was talking animatedly to the officer at the front desk, trying to get him off her butt.

"Hey, Jennifer. You ready yet?" She asked walking back.

"Yes please, get me home!" She launched herself in the brunette's arms, making sure the desk sergent saw everything, locking her arms around Emily's neck and pressing her body against hers.

To say Emily was surprised by the sensual gesture was un understatment. But she recovered quickly and decided it was safest to just walk away and wait for JJ by the SUV.

The moment they left the parking lot, JJ took out her phone and called Charlie.

"Hey C. How're you doing?"

"Jayje?! What the hell happened to you? I left like, 50 messages!" Charlie wasn't used to not getting answers from JJ in the hour after she sent her a text or called her. So, when she disappeared for a full night and the all morning, she had started to worry about her best friend.

"Wow calm down Charlie! I'm fine, I swear. It's just...last night was kinda complicated."She paused and glanced briefly at the brunette driving their car. "Um, actually, could you come over? I feel like I need to talk to my best friend."

"Sure, I'll be right there. Just give me the time to get dress." She added quickly.

"Seriusly?" JJ asked in disbelief. "It's almost noon and you're not dressed?"

"Oh, hush! It's almost noon, on a Saturday. I wasn't gonna get out of my room until tonight."

"Yeah right." The blonde chukled before remenbering some thing, "Oh, I almost forget. I'm not at my usual place, I'll text you the adress."

"Okay, did you find some guy to spend the night with?" She asked with an inquisitive tone.

"No, not really. Look, I'll tell you every thing once you get there okay?" JJ didn't want to bring this on the phone. It was hard enough for her although she was safe in the police station with an FBI agent with her when she found out a serial killer might be after her. She would tell her everything when they were face to face, and if her personnal bodyguard didn't agree, she would do it anyway. JJ always did what she wanted to do, how she wanted to do it, and so far it did her well.

"Fine, see you in a few." The line went dead, and the blonde fell silent for a minute.

Emily had tried not to overhear the conversation, but she couldn't help but noticed that Jennifer's friend was coming over.

"I'm not so sure that your friend stopping by is such a good idea." She tried to say gently. She didn't want to be a bitch, but she had to think about safety and protocol, and every thing.

"Well, it's too late now, so... Beside, you'll have me all for yourself lonfgenough to do every thinkable things."

Oh God, that smirk is gonna be the death of me. "You're not gonna change your mind, are you?" She asked, hopefully, but not desperately.

"Nope, sorry." She was so not sorry at all.

"When we'll be there, you're not to open the door to anyone you don't absolutely trust." Emily gave her a hard look, waiting for the blonde to nod her aknowledgedment.

"I promise, I won't be reckless, I wouldn't want to be pain in your ass."

"Don't worry, you won't. And just so you're warned, I'm a terrible cook. We'll probably order in." Emily added with a wink.

"Uh, uh. I cook. There's no way I'm gonna eat for a whole week those creepy foods." They paused for a couple of minutes before the profiler broke the silence.

"Whe should be there in less than 5."

"Good." The rest of the drive went by in silence.


Emily parked the car in front of the building and both women took their bags and walked into the place. The brunette took out a key and opened their new home.

"I got to say," JJ waited for Emily's attention, "this is the fastest relationship I've ever been in. Not even a proper date yet and we already are moving in." She smiled cockily and grabbed her bag that some officer had left for her in the living room and left to the bedroom.

Emily was stunned. This blonde sure knew what buttons to press. She got back to her senses and finished moving the rest of the bags. She was just about done when a knock on the door was heard. JJ's voice come from the bedroom "I got it, it must be Charlie." She passed the brunette, checked through the peephole and opened the door to her best friend, while Emily sighed, "What was I thinking asking her not to open the door?"

"I heard that!"