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Emily rang the doorbell and waited. She could hear movement inside the house and then the door opened. Derek looked at her and grinned.

He stepped out of the doorway and pulled her into a hug, "it's great to see you!"

"Good to see you too," Emily laughed, still in his embrace.

"How long have you been in town?" Derek asked as he stepped back.

"I just got in last night," Emily said.

"Come in, come in," Derek stepped into the house and led Emily into the dining room.

As Emily walked in she looked around. She had never been in his house before. It was tidy, but there were touches that made it feel like a home. The pictures on the mantle, the funny quotes hanging in the kitchen, the children's toys on the floor. There were shoes by the front door and jackets hung up on hooks.

"It looks like the domestic life is treating you well," Emily observed.

"It is," Derek turned to face her and frowned. "What happened to your leg?"

Emily groaned, "I'm going to have to go through this everytime I see you guys, aren't I?"

"I guess so."

Emily shook her head, "I was grappling at the Interpol training center and landed wrong on my leg. I don't need a cast or anything, but it hurts like hell."

"I can believe it," Morgan said, "come on, let's sit." He pulled out a chair at the dining room table for her and then sat down across from her.

"So how are you doing?" Emily asked, "I'm sorry I didn't get to see you the last time I was in the states, but with the case and everything..."

"It's okay, and I'm good," Morgan smiled, "I really am."

"That's good to hear," Emily said. She could hear the genuinity behind his words. "So what is life like post BAU-law enforcement?"

"It's great, really. Hank's been keeping my life pretty busy, but I'm also working on my properties."

"Speaking of, when do I get to see the little man?" Emily asked.

"He's down for a nap," Derek indicated the baby monitor on the table, "but if you're quiet, we could go see him for a second."

Derek led Emily up the stairs and to the room. He turned to her, "but if you wake him up, there will be hell to pay."

"Understood," she whispered.

Derek opened the door to the nursery and Emily followed inside. Hank was sleeping and he had a smile on his face. Emily couldn't help but think how much he looked like Derek. It was probably the eyebrows. Emily was smiling when they left the room.

"I'm really happy for you," Emily said once they were out of his room and back downstairs.

"He's pretty great."

"And how's Savannah?"

"She's good," Derek said, "she's back working at the hospital part-time."

"I still haven't met this woman who's stolen your heart," Emily smiled.

"It's been what," Derek asked, "three years?"

"Just about," Emily confirmed.

"It's too long," Derek shook his head. "Any chance you're staying?"

"Just a vacation."

"Emily Prentiss took vacation time?" Derek raised his eyebrow skeptically.

"I'm just full of surprises."

"Well I'm glad you're here, even if it's only for a bit."

"I'm actually here to invite you and Savannah, and Hank of course," she added, "to dinner with me and the team. We're all meeting at Giovanni's tonight at 7 and I'd love it if you could come."

"Let me talk to Savannah, but that should work."

"I should get going now, but hopefully I'll see you tonight."

Derek walked Emily to the door and she stopped for a moment and smiled.

"What is it?" He asked.

"I'm just really happy for you, that's all."

XXX

JJ sat at her desk, her chin resting on her hand. Every time she thought of Emily she got a fluttering feeling in her stomach. It was a feeling she hadn't had in a long time. It was almost surreal that she was there. Like a dream.

And every time she thought of Emily, her voice, her laugh, her beautiful smile, JJ couldn't help but grin like an idiot.

"Tell me his name!"

JJ sat up and focused her eyes, Penelope was standing in her doorway, "what?"

Garcia walked in, "who is this man that you are so clearly daydreaming about?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," JJ leaned back in her chair.

"Oh come on, this isn't the first time I've caught you staring off into space with that smile of yours! Are you really going to keep this a secret from your best friend?"

"There is no secret man," JJ laughed and shook her head.

"I'm hurt," Garcia pouted, "I may not be a profiler, but I do know a thing or two about love. And Jennifer Jareau is head over heels for someone and will not tell me who!"

"What do you need, Pen?"

"You texted me," Garcia held up her phone as proof.

JJ looked down at her phone, faintly remembering sending Garcia a text to meet her at her office when she had a chance. "I guess I did," she stood up, "let's go down to the bullpen."

They walked down the stairs and went over to where Reid and Tara's desks were. Rossi was in the kitchen pouring himself a mug of coffee and walked over when he saw them.

"Anyone else need a cup?" He asked.

"I'm good," JJ said, and was followed by everyone else.

"Suit yourself," he took a large sip and cringed, "mmm, burnt, my favorite."

"Are you all free for dinner tonight?" JJ asked, "I was thinking that Italian restaurant a few blocks over."

"There's a Star Trek marathon on tonight I was going to watch," Spencer said.

"Rain check for me as well, I've got a large bottle of wine in my fridge with my name on it," Rossi took another sip of coffee.

"Come on, guys," JJ said.

"I'm down," Tara said.

"Me too!" Garcia exclaimed.

JJ smiled at them, "all of us should really be there," she then looked at Spencer and Rossi, "I promise you won't want to miss it."

Rossi eyed her, "what exactly do you have in mind for this dinner?"

"It's a surprise," JJ said, "you'll just have to show up to find out."

"Did I hear something about a surprise?" Hotch walked up from behind them.

"We're going to get dinner after work, can you come?" JJ asked.

Hotch nodded, "Jack's at a friends tonight."

JJ then turned to look at Rossi and Reid.

"Fine," Rossi held his hands up in defeat, "but this better be a good surprise. And you owe me a bottle of wine."

"I guess I have all the Star Trek DVDs anyway," Reid said.

"Now unless you want this dinner to be at midnight, I suggest you all get back to work," Hotch raised a brow and got a cup of coffee before heading back to his office.