The Great Zombie Hunt.

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Spoilers for Lauren,

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Author's note; thanks to sao 21 who lives through my insane ideas

Dangerous Liaisons.

JJ and Morgan had felt paranoid all the way to the hotel door. When they arrived they were told they had been moved to the hotel's only suite and handed them both key cards.

Alone in the elevator they relaxed for the first time.

"Do you think this is how all spies live or just Prentiss." Morgan said for your the first time giving JJ a grin. He wanted to make sure Emily is safe and this way he can do his best to keep two of his girls' safe. Derek Morgan has a reputation as a ladies man, he can't help it. He was brought up around women, he loves women and he knows without a doubt that Emily and JJ are deadly agents, it doesn't stop him needing to protect them.

JJ didn't answer, she rolled her eyes instead. She wouldn't be happy until she had absolute proof that her friend was safe, she needed to see her and she needed to hug her.

They reached the room as Morgan entered Prentiss whirled around gun in hand.

"It's only us princess."

She holstered her gun and was all business. "I have ordered the jewellery. I have ordered my clothes, I just need to take both your measurements, we don't have a lot of time to get these clothes to us."

She has a tape measurement in hand and starts on Morgan.

"So they'll deliver clothes all the way from Louisville, just like that?" Morgan asked.

"The amount of money I am spending they would probably deliver it to DC," Emily had measured him swiftly and tapped the measurements into her lap top. She measured JJ, with Morgan even measuring his inside leg had been swift and over in a second, measuring the blonde felt more intense and her hands shook for a brief second.

Morgan had made himself comfortable on the pull down bed it in the living rooms of the suite, it wqas already been pulled down, there is a small bar area apart from the living area, a huge bathroom with a whirlpool tub and a stand alone shower. The master bedroom has two queen sized beds. To Morgan and JJ it is opulent, to Emily it is barely adequate, but it means the three of them can stay comfortably together and tomorrow when the biggest danger has past, the team can meet here and discuss how they will bring down the unsub. If this operation is as big as they think it is they will need SWAT from Louisville or Nashville.

"JJ can I talk to you in private, you don't mind do you Morgan?" He waved her away he had found some football on the television and would probably be fast asleep in a minute.

Prentiss shuts the main bedroom door behind her. JJ threw herr arms around her friend like she had been waiting for since she called her all that time ago. Emily held on to the blonde for dear god, it was so good to have her two best friends with her, in another way it was terrifying. She didn't know what would happen to her if she lost either of them.

"You don't have to do this Jennifer," Emily cupping the beautiful face in her hand for the briefest of moments.

"You've bought the dress now; it would be rude not to." JJ gave Emily a big grin then settled down on the bed nearest the window. Prentiss had moved to sit on the floor in the corner of the, room with the best eye line to the door, her glock in hand. Her stance was so stiff she looked like, a very beautiful, shop dummy. JJ gave a slight shiver wondering how spies survived with that much tension.

"This is deadly serious JJ."

"I know, I know. You need to brief me, am I supposed to be the submissive, dumb blonde?" JJ asked, hating the thought of playing to the stereotype.

"No, you have to pretty much you, intelligent, beautiful, snarky and deadly; pretty much play yourself. She will give you attitude and you will give it back. She won't respect you otherwise".

They sat in silence for a few moments, contemplating how out of control the case had become. Yet still the good chance they would wrap it up early.

"JJ I have something to tell you, the reason my cover was set up was so I could get to an American Irish gun runner and terrorist. I... I had to...uhm be with him."

JJ looked horrified when she remembered what Emily had said earlier about the CIA sending her after marks that would find her attractive. "You were with a man? I thought you didn't...did they expect you too."

Emily nodded her head, shame as always rushed through her when she thought of that portion of her life; like she had been whored out for the good of other people.

"Em, did you really not sleep with Conchita? It's okay if you did, it's what they were expecting you to do, right?" JJ asked gently.

"I couldn't, it was like sleeping with a man, I was playing a part. If I slept with a woman I was giving too much of myself; that would have been real. Does that make sense to you? Emily asked, desperate for JJ not to think less of her.

"Yeah, I think I understand you. I'm sorry you had to do those things," JJ wanted to hold Emily again, if what Rossi said was true and agency much like there own, had taken a young woman out of college, conditioned her by beating her and then sending her into the field to sleep with very, very dangerous people. It disgusted her that they had done this to Emily and it explained so much about the older woman and how she put things into compartments.

"Thank you, for not thinking less of me," Emily gave a weak smile. "Conchita knows about it, I told her I faked my death because he brought to much heat on me. It was my last undercover operation, it was a joint operation with Interpol. They killed Lauren Reynolds, I couldn't do it any longer. She will bring him up that's why I had to tell you. I hate this part of my life. I'm ashamed of some of the things I did."

Emily drifted away thinking about Declan, the only good thing that came out of the whole thing. At least she was able to save a little boy from the same life of a warrior as his father had put, what he meant was cold blooded killer.

JJ watched the older woman go into a world of her own. She was so complicated an intricate weave of the life she had been through. For a trust fund kid that didn't have to work, she had put herself through hell, to prove to the world she wasn't a spoilt little rich girl. JJ's heart broke and swelled for her.

"Is there anything else I should know? Should I know what you did, do I need another name? Should I start calling you Lauren now? To get used to it." JJ wanted to get this right to make Emily proud of her.

"Nothing else really, yeah you should know what I did and you don't care. We'll keep you as JJ and I will call you Jennifer. I suppose you should get used to calling me Lauren." Emily didn't want her to call her that name. She knew her feelings for the blonde were complicated. She has accepted long ago she would never have her, it didn't stop her loving and caring for her friend.

There was a knock at the door, Emily was on her feet, gun held up high, JJ followed behind, her gun also drawn. Morgan was at the door. He mouthed to Emily clothes. Her voice rung out. "Favourite book?

"Slaughter house 5"

"Favourite Dr Who?"

"Tom Baker"

Emily signaled to JJ to holster her gun and Morgan to open the door.

A young man walked in with a clothes rail with a bunch of clothes in zipped garment bags. He looked at the three of them and really didn't know what to make of them, he had noticed all three carried guns, not what you would normally expect from rich people. He only knew that the clothes had been bought on a black AmEx card with a woman's name."Uh Ms Prentiss I need you to sign for the clothes."

Emily swiftly signed for them.

As the guy from the clothes shop departed the jewellery arrived and Emily signed for that.

After they had gone, there was a moment when it caught up to them; this was real, it was going to happen.

"Why the jewellery?" JJ asked.

"Because it would look weird if we weren't trying to impress. For you JJ." Emily handed three boxes to JJ. Who very almost dropped them when she opened them.

"Are these real?" JJ asked with a shaky voice.

"Whatcha got there Jay that's got your head in a spin?" Morgan asked. The blonde pulled out a velvet choker with a drop diamond and an onyx heart and earings to match. She then showed Morgan the ring box that held an onyx eternity ring, cut with a row of sparkling diamonds,

"Damn princess did you hire them or buy them?" Morgan asked.

"Bought them," Emily said, ignoring the gawking looks from her friends. "I have something for you." She added throwing Morgan a ring box and he was stunned to see a pinkie ring that matched JJ's.

"I take it you have some for yourself?" Morgan asked, he was JJ who still looked stunned at the jewellery she had been so casually thrown.

Emily nodded her head showing him the black diamond studs she bought that had a halo of clear diamonds, she had a matching eternity ring to JJ.

"Should I ask how much this cost you?" JJ asked, finally finding her tongue. She wished the jewellery was really hers. Will wasn't much of a romantic, the only jewellery he had ever bought her was the ring with Henry's birthstone.

"Probably best if you don't know." Emily replied, she barely ever touched her trust funds and hated to have to deal with questions about money. She knew she spent money when she wanted, if she really wanted something, but apart from cars and her condo there was little else.

"Okay clothes, we have formal for tonight and informal for tomorrow. I'm hoping we can persuade them to look at the product. We need to get arrested with them so no one puts us together with the arrests. Maybe even some dummy rounds so we can lose off some shots."

"Is that really necessary?" Morgan asked.

"Unless you think it would be fun to look over your shoulder for the rest of your life when the Mexican drug cartel that she runs finds out you're an agent." Prentiss took in his shaken head. "Good let's get on with this. Morgan for you tomorrow."

Morgan opened the garment bag, there was a pair of black Armani jeans and a black Emporio Armani v-necked T-shirt with 3 buttons. Emily bent under the clothes rail and pulled out a shoe box and handed it to him, there was a pair of black Armani jeans trainers. "Princess you have to let me pay for these."

"No, lets call it an early birthday present." Emily said simply, the big man gave her a hug.

"JJ these are yours," Emily said handing her a garment bag.

JJ opened up and gave a squeal of delight as she pulled out a vintage Redskins T-shirt in heather grey with dark red three quarter quarter length sleeves, her jeans were also Armani in pale blue stonewashed denim and pale blue Armani jeans trainers. "Thank you."

Emily shrugged her shoulders but she felt so good knowing that she had put the sparkle in those beautiful blue eyes.

Her clothes for the next day were the same as Morgan's except she had a red T-shirt and trainers.

"Is there a reason why all our clothes and jewellery matched or did the not have much selection?" Morgan asked, genuinely curious.

"Yeah the first time I met her, the agent that was supposed to be my bodyguard, we turned up in matching clothes by accident, she thinks it's my thing." Emily answered.

"Okay what do we have to tonight?" Morgan asked.

"I think JJ should see hers first" Emily answered, hoping the blonde would love her dress as much as her other clothes. She really wished the blonde was hers to spoil; she would give her the earth.

JJ's heart was in her mouth in anticipation, probably a dress that cost as much as her monthly salary. Tears came to her eyes, she couldn't believe how beautiful it was a black lace full length fish tail dress, with a plunging back and a slit up her thigh, underneath was a silk silver slip. The heals that matched were strappy sandals in black and silver. "This is so beautiful, I don't know what to say."

What Emily wanted to say was the dress would look beautiful on JJ. "It's okay, you have to look the part."

"Is that how you spoil all your girlfriends princess?" Morgan lightly teased.

"Shut up Morgan, or I'll get the suit refitted for Hotch," Emily smacking him on the back of his head.

"I'll be good princess, is my suit as pretty as JJ's dress?" Morgan was trying with humour to get his partner to relax, he had pretended to ignore it but he noticed she was as tight as drum.

His suit was black Armani with a shiny white shirt and a black and silver tie that matched JJ's dress, with the added black Italian leather shoes he decided that it was a shame Prentiss wasn't straight, she could spoil him forever. "Hey princess with your taste, looks and money, how come you're not beating women off with a stick."

"I...I have to go take a shower." Emily grabbed her garment bag and shoe box, put them into the bedroom before going in the bathroom.

Once JJ heard the water go on she jumped at Morgan and delivered a stinging slap to the face.

"JJ what the hell..."

"How could you Morgan, she is your friend, you know she gets embarrassed about money. With everything the CIA put her through, that's why she probably has difficulties having a relationship. You know she doesn't like to open up, she has been so kind, you hurt her." With that JJ stormed into the bedroom to get away from him.

Damn thought Morgan now feeling really guilty.

JJ got changed in the bathroom, using the big bright mirrors to get her make up right. She kept it fairly light, except her lipstick, she had a dark red she rarely used, too much for work, but perfect for tonight. She twisted her hair and pinned it up, she guessed Emily would want the choker and earnings on display. She admired herself in the mirror, although she hated to agree with Morgan right now, she had to admit Emily had fantastic taste.

The blonde slipped on the ring and earrings before walking into the bedroom to ask Emily to do up the clasp on the chocker. She was stopped in her tracks when she saw Emily. Dressed in a black smoking jacket with a velvet lapel, it looked like she had nothing else on underneath. With black, perfectly tailored trousers and black high heals. Her hair was slicked back out of her face. She looked sexy, butch, femme and beautiful all at the same time. Now JJ was in total agreement with Morgan, she wanted the brunette right now and she considered herself to be be straight.

TBC