It had been a week, eight days to be exact, since JJ had planted a surprise kiss to her friend's lips. Her beautiful pink, luscious lips. The pair hadn't said another word about it, acting as if nothing had even happened. There was now knocking on the bedroom and bathroom doors before entering; not needing to give Emily or JJ the heart attack of catching one naked again.

The kids were getting into the antsy stage of their staying with one another, getting annoyed when one would do something small, even stomping their feet and leaving the room if they didn't like something.

Will had been taken into custody, without bail, and was awaiting his trial for assault on a federal agent. He was to have no contact with his ex or even his children while in jail, leaving him to only speak to his lawyer.

Emily bit her lip as she watched the blond mother roam around her kitchen, finding everything necessary for the dinner she had insisted on making.

She looked beautiful. That was Emily's first thought.

The blond was wearing a pair of her shorts and a tank top, her beautiful sunny hair up in a pony as to not get it into the food she was cooking.

Emily's chin settled into her hand as she watched the younger woman, her chocolate eyes following her figure as she moved around. "Are you sure you don't want help?"

JJ shook her head, not bothering to turn to look at the brunette. "Nope."

The older woman chuckled, watching as her friend did her best to balance two different pans and a pot in her arms. "You sure about that?"

JJ's short glance to the stunning brunette seated on a barstool immediately caused her grip to falter, the pans and pot clattering to the kitchen floor. "Look at what you did!"

Emily chuckled, standing from her seat. "What I did?"

"Yes! You distracted me."

The brunette put on a pout, kneeling beside the younger mother and helping her pick up the fallen objects. "Oh I guess I did, I'm so sorry. What was I thinking?"

JJ smiled, lifting her head and slapping her friend on the shoulder. "Shut up."

Emily immediately smiled back, feeling the warmth radiate off of JJ's body from being so close to one another. She bit her lip, quickly picking up the pans and standing from the floor, scared of what she would do to the blond if she had stayed so close. "So what are you making?"

The younger woman frowned before standing. "Fried chicken, steamed vegetables and fried pineapples."

Emily's eyebrows shot up. "Pineapples?"

"Yeah, why?"

The brunette quickly shook her head. "Terrance is allergic."

JJ smiled. "I know. He's getting pears."

Emily felt a grin spread over her features, touched by the other agent's gesture. "That's so sweet. You remembered."

JJ laughed, turning her head as she nodded, turning on the stove burner. "Of course I did. I wouldn't want him to go into shock and suffocate." She looked back to her friend. "That would be bad."

The older woman nodded. "I believe so, yes." She bit her lip, staring darkly down into the younger woman's eyes. "Sure you don't need anything else?"

"No I think I'm good." She smiled to her friend, watching as she jumped up onto the counter. "What are you doing?"

Emily gave a small shrug. "Sitting. Is that allowed in your kitchen, Chef Jareau?"

JJ laughed, wacking at the brunette's knee with her hand. "Not at all, Miss Prentiss. I think you need to be disciplined."

"Oh really?" the brunette question. She let out a small snort at the mock serious look on the younger agent's face. "And how to you propose to do that?"

"I have my ways! Now get off my counter, missy. I need to work."

Emily stuck her tongue out at the mother, beginning to lift herself off the counter when she felt herself slip.

JJ quickly reached out, catching the brunette in her arms, preventing her from tumbling to the hard kitchen floor beneath them. "Are you alright?"

The brunette's breath caught in her throat, realizing that the younger mother's face was mere inches from hers, JJ's hot breath tickling her cheek. Her hands gripped the blonde's arms like they were her safety net, her dark eyes flickering from the crystal eyes before her to the plump pink lips. "I am. Thank you."

JJ nodded, her eyes gluing themselves to the older woman's, feeling Emily's chest brushing against hers. "You're welcome."

Emily's lips parted, her head nodding absently as she seemed to lean into the younger woman. Her mouth barely brushed the blonde's when a door slammed upstairs, causing the two to jump apart.

"Mommy! Hen-y took my teddy!"

"I did not!"

"Did too!"

"Not!"

"Ow! Mommy he hit me!"

"No!"

Emily let out a shaky breath, running her hand over her forehead. "I should go fix that."

JJ nodded, her thumbs twiddling before her stomach as she watched her friend quickly walk away, feeling her heart pounding in her chest. "Yeah."