Eight days earlier…Thursday after the Blown Operation
When she gets back from lunch, Emily sees her mail has arrived. She opens the one on top.
"Son of a bitch. It fucking figures," Emily mumbles.
She is staring at the order of appearance for a case from nearly one year ago…in Alaska. Just as she finishes reading the order, JJ walks into the BAU, a similar letter in hand.
"You got one, too?" Emily asks.
"Denali? Yeah, I got one."
"Think we're all being called?"
JJ shrugs. "One way to find out."
She walks over and thumbs through the mail on Reid's desk. "Yep, here's his notice." She moves to Morgan's desk. "And here's his."
Just then Rossi comes out of his office, also holding a letter. "Did anyone else get called to—" He stops as Emily and JJ hold up their letters. "Ah, I see you did." He walks over to Hotch's office and flips through his mail. He walks back out and holds up the notice. "Did Morgan and Reid get them?"
"Yep. If Garcia did, too, we need to know so we can call them. There is no way the committee will change the date of our hearing to accommodate these depositions," JJ points out.
Emily shrugs. "Maybe they can come to us? If they send a couple lawyers here we can do the depositions in the round table room. Then the defense can do the same…well…if we still work here, that is," she says with a wry grin.
JJ nods. "Sounds like the—"
"Hey! Did you guys get a notice from Alaska?" Garcia asks as she walks in.
"Oh, yeah," JJ answers as the profilers all hold up their letters.
"Oh. What are we going to do?"
"I'm going to make a call. I'll let you know the outcome when I do," JJ answers as she heads back to her office.
"I'll give Hotch a call," Rossi volunteers. "Regardless of the hearing, he needs to be available for this so that bastard Shields doesn't walk."
Emily nods as Rossi heads back into his office. Since she's already there, Garcia sits down in Reid's chair and smiles at Emily.
"So, when do we start work on the nursery?"
Emily laughs. "We?"
"Do you really think I am not going to be part of the Prentiss nursery? How bad was that concussion?"
Emily chuckles. "Right. Silly me. Tell you what, how about you go to Declan's lacrosse game with us tomorrow and then back to the house with us. We can work on plans or just gossip all night."
"Sounds great! So, two games in one week. Very cool and motherly!"
Emily blushes. "Yeah, I guess it is. He's reallygood, Pen. Even the coach says he's a natural and the youngest starting defender he's ever had."
"Awww! Look at you all proud and stuff!"
Emily leans closer. "Pen…when we talked on Sunday…he said he loved me before we hung up."
Garcia's eyes widen. "Really? Wow!"
"Yeah. I just…Pen, I was a horrible person back…you know, before. Saving Declan was the first selfless thing I had ever done in my life. He was the first person I loved more than myself. To know that he…he remembers me and…and loves me…Pen, it just makes me realize that every hardship I went through to get him away and hide him was worth it."
Garcia smiles. "Of course it was, Em. And when you saved him you saved yourself. And I for one, am damn glad you did." She nods towards the door. "Something tells me she's pretty happy about it, too."
Emily turns and can't stop the smile spreading across her face as her wife walks towards them. JJ looks from Em to Garcia and back.
"What?" she asks suspiciously.
"Oh, nothing. Just making plans for me to come to your place tomorrow to gossip and plan the nursery."
JJ studies her. "Right. Something tells me there's more to your conversation than that but I'll let it go for now. Anyway, the prosecutor and his assistant will be here Monday to talk to all of us. I'll get with Rossi to see what he heard from Hotch. Hopefully that will work for him, too."
Garcia and Emily nod as JJ heads off to speak with Rossi. Garcia gets up. "Well, back to my lair. Be good, Prentiss."
"Always, Garcia. I'm too scared you've got cameras somewhere that could catch me not being good," she jokes.
"Oh, Emily…of course I do," Garcia says with a wink as she walks away.
Emily chuckles…then stops. "Wait…really? Pen? Hey!"
But the analyst is gone. Emily just shakes her head and gets back to work.
Later that night Emily finishes singing to Henry and puts her sleeping son into his crib. She strokes a hand over his head and leans down to kiss him.
"I love you, Henry. You are such a gift to me. I can't wait to see what you do when you have a little brother or sister to play with. I just know you're going to be the best big brother ever."
"You seem sure about that, Mrs. Prentiss."
Emily turns and sees JJ leaning against the door to Henry's room. She smiles. "I am. Very sure."
"I see. Anything else you sure about?" she asks with a suggestive smile.
Emily walks over to her and wraps her arms around her wife's waist. "I am very sure about how much I love his Mommy." She gives JJ a deep kiss. "Very, very sure. And if his Mommy wasn't in a sling I would prove it to her."
JJ slides her hand up under Emily's tee shirt. "Then maybe his mommy better show his Mama just how much she loves her."
Emily shivers. "Jen…you're shoulder…you…oh, God…"
JJ had lifted the shirt all the way up and her mouth was now toying with one of Emily's perfect breasts. Emily collapses back against the wall.
"Damn, Jen."
JJ steps back, enjoying leaving her wife panting. She takes Emily's hand and leads her down to the bedroom. She unties the sleep pants Emily had put on and pushes them down as Emily pulls her shirt up and off. The brunette notices the bed has been turned down and grins.
"Looks like someone has been planning this seduction."
JJ's only answer is to pull Emily into a deep kiss. Emily moans, wishing she could just rip the clothes from her wife's body. When the kiss finally ends, Emily's knees are weak. She looks at JJ in concern.
"Baby…your shoulder…"
"Will be fine. My wife, though, is a 5'9" mass of raging hormones. And I plan to take advantage of that."
As JJ's mouth moves again to Emily's breast. Emily moans.
"Who the hell am I to argue?"
JJ turns and pulls Emily towards the bed. She lies down. "Straddle me, baby."
Emily moans again as she realizes JJ has thought this out carefully. She climbs on top of her wife and leans down to kiss her deeply. JJ thrusts her hips up against Emily's swollen clit.
"Oh, Jen," Emily murmurs.
JJ may only have one hand available to her but she puts it to good use toying with Emily's breasts. Emily had always been very sensitive to nipple play, often nearly coming from JJ working them just right. Now they were even more sensitive and the more JJ manipulates them the harder Emily grinds down against JJ's thrusting pelvis.
"Oh, Jen…so good. So fucking good."
JJ pulls Emily's chest to her mouth, letting her tongue join in on the action. Emily starts to pump harder. JJ pulls her mouth away enough to give one command.
"Play with yourself, Emily. Help me make you come."
Emily moans. Bracing herself with one hand she moves the other between them. As she slides a finger into her own wet, hot warmth JJ's hips provide the thrusts she needs for deep penetration. The heel of her palm rubs her throbbing clit, sending sparks of pleasure through Emily's body.
"Oh, GOD, Jen!"
Emily starts to move faster. JJ smiles against the breast she is sucking. As she nips it with her teeth, she pinches the other one and thrusts extra hard.
"JEN!"
Emily screams as an orgasm rips through her body. Worried about hurting her wife she rolls to the side as she collapses down. JJ rolls onto her side and smiles at her wife.
"I love you, Emily Prentiss."
"Love…you…too." After a few minutes, Emily finally catches her breath. "God, Jen, that might be the fastest you've ever made me come."
JJ smiles wishing she wasn't lying on her good arm so she could caress he wife. "You're body is getting more sensitive right now. I remember that well."
Emily slowly turns and looks at Jen. It hits Emily that she had not been with JJ during the first few months of her pregnancy with Henry.
"I missed so much with you, Jen."
"I know, baby. I wish…wish I had been honest with Will when I found out that I was pregnant. I should have been for all of our sakes."
Emily turns her head and stares at the ceiling. She wants to ask a question but she doesn't really want to know the answer. It was something she had never had the guts to ask and JJ had never volunteered. JJ stares at her.
"Ask it, Emily," she whispers.
Emily turns and stares into cobalt eyes. "When…when was the last time you were with him?"
JJ stares into eyes of milk chocolate. "New York. The night he showed up. After that…after the SUV exploded I couldn't sleep with him. Not when I knew I was in love with someone else."
Emily rolls to her side. "Then why didn't you leave him? Why didn't you…you tell me how you really felt?"
JJ shrugs. "I was raised believing if a guy gets you pregnant you got married. I did love him at one time, Emily. And I thought…maybe…I could again." She manages a nervous grin. "I had to take a lot of things in hand, as they say, when my hormones went crazy. And I swear, Emily, most of the time I thought of you when I did."
Emily smiles. "Most of the time?"
JJ nods. "Yeah. You know I have a thing for Lucy Lawless. A girl can dream, right?"
Emily chuckles. "Sure she can." Emily strokes a hand down JJ's cheek. "I don't care how long it took. I'm just glad that we're here now; together."
"And we always will be. I love you so much, Em."
"I love you, too."
Emily rolls, forcing JJ to lie back down. Emily kisses her deeply. She lifts up and looks into her eyes.
"Can…can I make love to you or will it hurt?"
JJ smiles. "I think it will hurt more if you don't."
Emily smiles and leans in to kiss her wife once more. With the sling blocking access to her wife's gorgeous breasts, Emily feasts on JJ's neck and ears as her hand slides into golden curls.
"If it hurts at all, tell me," Emily whispers.
JJ can only nod as Emily slides two fingers into the throbbing passage. She feels her wife's inner walls clamp around the diving fingers.
"Oh, Jen, you feel so ready."
JJ just whimpers, thrusting lightly against the gentle pumps of Emily's hand. Emily nips at JJ's earlobe, loving the moan it drags from her wife. Finally Emily can wait no longer. She slides down the bed and settles between JJ's legs. She draws her tongue up JJ's glistening folds.
"So damn good, Jen," she murmurs in appreciation.
"Oh, Em."
JJ tangles her fingers in Emily's hair as Emily sucks and nips and strokes the folds with her mouth. Finally JJ's hands direct her where she needs her most. She draws the swollen clit into her mouth as her hand once more drives into her wife.
"YES, EM!"
It doesn't take long for Emily to drive her wife into an orgasm. Normally Emily would continue on into a second one but in deference to the shoulder injury she instead crawls back up and pulls her wife close.
"I love you so much, Jen."
"I love you, too, Emily. You make me feel so good. Better than anyone ever has."
"You do the same for me, baby. I hope we always do."