When the Jareau's arrive home with Henry, they find JJ and Emily in the kitchen working on a shopping list.

"What are you girls doing?" Sandy asks.

"Emily and I are making dinner tonight. She makes this incredible roast but there have to be plenty of people to eat it since she only knows how to make it to feed and army," JJ jokes.

"Emily, I didn't know you could cook!" Sandy says happily.

"Well, I spent a lot of time in embassy kitchens. My parents would have big to-do meals. I'd be paraded out for 5 or 10 minutes then be sent off for the night. I'd usually eat in the kitchen with the nanny so I got to watch how things were made. When my parents were away, I'd spend a lot of time with the cooks learning all about what they do and I loved when they'd let me help. I eventually became a good cook but everything I know is to feed 10-20 people so JJ doesn't unleash me in the kitchen much," Emily winks at JJ.

"Well, don't know if we can get 10-20 people here but Mark will eat enough for 4 at least," Alan says.

"Dad! That's so mean!" JJ scolds. "I mean it may be true, but it's still mean to say."

The Jareau's and Emily laugh. Emily crutches over to Alan, who holds Henry. "So how was our boy at the nursing home?"

Alan smiles. "He was the most popular person there. Everyone wanted to see him and hold him. He really made a lot of people happy today."

"I can believe that. He always makes me happy, don't you, Little Man?" Emily says. He giggles and claps his hands at her.

"Well, let me take him and get him fed. Then we can head to Safeway for what we need."

"How about you deal with Henry and I take Emily," her mother offers. "It will give us time to chat."

JJ shrugs. "Sure. Sound good, Em?"

"Fine by me," Emily agrees.

Before they can leave the doorbell rings. Alan heads over and sees it is a florist delivery.
"Jenny, it's for you."

"Me?" She looks at Emily who shakes her head. "But who would—" her face gets stony as she stops speaking. "Oh, she wouldn't."

Emily is confused. "What?"

JJ plucks the card out of the boquet and reads it. Angrily she shoves it at Emily. The profiler has a sick feeling in her stomach that only gets worse once she reads the card.

Jennifer,

When Emily dumps you I'll be glad to help you with the sympathy sex.
Caroline.

"Son of a bitch!" Emily blurts.

"Em, how the hell did she get my parents' address?" JJ points out, a bit of fear in her voice.

"I don't know. But this ends today. I'm going to need to go back to DC for a while."

"No! No way are you facing her alone!"

"Jen, if you go it will only antagonize her. I need to face her with this alone."

"You can't make that drive with your ankle the way it is. You can confront her alone but you're not going alone. Case closed."

Emily wants to argue but she knows JJ is right. JJ looks at her parents.

"Do you mind keeping Henry?"

"Of course not. But, honey, is this safe?"

"It will be fine. We just need to get this chick to understand that Emily is mine now and she needs to disappear before I hurt her." JJ turns to find Emily smiling at her. "What?"

"I like it when you get possessive, Agent Jareau."

JJ can't help but grin. The two women grab their credentials. After retrieving their firearms from the Jareau's safe, they head back to DC.