Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds, I'm pretty sure CBS does.
Word Count: 249
Title: The Party
Story Type: 250 words or less, words from a random word generator.
Drink, Stupid, Concerned, Bottle.
Warning: A little bit of femslash.
Note: Title, warning, note, story type, disclaimer and Author's Note aren't part of the word count.

The Party

"Oh, mother balls." I heard Emily say as she poured herself a cup of coffee.

"Are you okay?" I asked, concerned.

She sighed, "I'm fine, it's just my head."

I resisted the urge to laugh. "Had a little bit too much to drink last night?"

"Yes, I did. It was stupid." She groaned.

I sat up. "Emily, are you sure that you're okay? I really shouldn't have allowed you to drink that much."

"Jen, I'm fine, it's nothing that a Tylenol can't fix." She reassured me.

"Alright, there's some in the cabinet."

"Thanks," she said then went to go get it.

She came back with one of the pills and got a water bottle out of the fridge. "You know, even with this miserable hangover I had a great time last night and so did everyone else."

"Really, you think so?" I asked unsure.

"Definitely, I got a text from Garcia this mourning saying it was one of the best times she's had in years." She informed me

"You're right, even Hotch was having a good time." We laughed remembering our serious, uptight boss laughing and drunk last night.

"We should do this more often. When was the last time we were all together without a serial killer?" I asked

"Besides last night, I don't remember. And you're right we should do this more often." She agreed

"I've got to go pick up Henry from Will's. I'll be back soon." I said giving her a kiss and left.

AN It's been a while hasn't it. I thought that I posted this chapter a while ago. I hope that you enjoyed this chapter. As always, thanks for reading and please drop a review.