A/N: You may have noticed I've been deleting and re-uploading chapters. That's because I just realized that I forgot to upload a chapter earlier in the story and I wanted to rectify that. If you want to read that chapter, the title is "7. Chapter 6". I'll pay better attention to what I post next time. Apologies for the troubles (and the long wait – again. I shouldn't go away without my laptop for long periods of time, it messes with my update schedule)

Enjoy!

9.

Emily had been working at the university for close to two months now, and so far, she had found nothing, apart from the locker room fiasco two weeks ago. Billy Connor still refused to give up his dealer, and with no further evidence, they had to let him go. With him, they lost what was pretty much their only hope of breaking the case. But Emily kept working diligently, desperately trying to find new leads. She had gone to the regular student-hangout places, she had mingled with the teachers, and she had patrolled the campus on various occasions, looking for anything out of the ordinary. So far, she had walked in on two couples – and one guy alone – having sex, she had found a lost puppy, and she had caught some people dumping garbage on campus ground, but nothing drug-related.

Emily was starting to think that the entire operation would prove to be a bust, but she had promised herself that she would give everything she could to this assignment, so she kept on trying. That is why she found herself on an abandoned campus at 2 a.m. on a Wednesday night. She had been walking around for nearly three hours now, and she had just decided to call it a night, when she heard something in the bushes behind her. She quickly turned around, staring intently into the dark, but she couldn't see anything. She was certain, however, that she had heard something – or someone – in the bushes, so she started reaching for her gun, which she had tucked inside the waistband of her jeans.

"Who is there?" she called out, firmly gripping the gun.

There was no answer, so she slowly drew her gun out of her pants, until –

"Ms Reynolds? Is that you?" a familiar voice asked.

Emily waited a second and saw no one other than her student Jennifer come out of the bushes.

"Jennifer? What on earth's name were you doing in there?"

"I wanted to go for a walk," the blonde shrugged.

"In the bushes?" Emily asked incredulously.

"No, of course not. I heard something behind me, and when I looked I saw someone – you, apparently – but you looked really creepy and I was just being cautious," JJ was quick to explain.

"Are you calling me creepy?"

"A minute ago, yes. Now, not so much," JJ smiled.

"Good to know. But seriously, what were you doing out here?"

"I couldn't sleep, so I decided to go for a walk. And you?" JJ asked pointedly.

"Oh, ehm…"

Good question.

"I eh, couldn't sleep either, and I live close by, so I thought, why not go for a walk?"

"Huh. Great minds really do think alike, then," JJ said with a smile.

"Seems like it," Emily agreed.

They stood there for a minute, awkwardly looking at each other.

"So, I should probably head back to the dorms," JJ started.

"I'll walk you back," Emily offered.

"Oh no, really, that's not necessary. I can find my own way back."

"I'm sure you can, but I can't have my students walking around campus in the middle of the night. If something happens, I'd never forgive myself."

"In that case, let's go," JJ readily agreed. Ten more minutes with this gorgeous woman, who would really object to that?

About ten minutes later, they stood at the entrance of the dorm building.

"So, you wanna walk me up to my room as well? JJ asked with a cocky smile.

Yes! Emily thought.

"No, I think you can find your own way up, I should get back home," she said instead.

Before the locker room incident, Emily already found herself drawn to the young blonde; always searching her out during class, looks that linger a little too long. Something about Jennifer made her want to learn more. She was intrigued, interested, but after the encounter in the locker room, things changed. It had added a physical aspect to Emily's interest, and while the lingering looks already bordered on inappropriate student-teacher interactions, the dreams and fantasies that invaded Emily's mind after seeing the girl partially undressed undoubtedly crossed that line.

"But what if something happens on the way over? You know, there are some really crazy people in the dorms, who knows what they might do," JJ tried.

Emily hesitated. She really, really shouldn't be going up with this girl. The teasing and flirting was already pushing it, but she knew this could get seriously out of hand if she walked the girl to her room.

On the other hand, the girl was right. If something were to happen, it would be on her, and she didn't want that on her conscience. Although if she were completely honest, she knew that the chances of something happened inside the dorms were slim, she just wasn't ready to cut her time with the girl short.

"Fine, I'll walk you up to your room," she gave in.

They entered the building, and JJ led the way to her dorm room on the third floor.

"So, this is me," JJ said as they reached it.

"Okay, you've made it back safely, now I can go home. Goodnight, Jennifer," Emily said hastily, and with that, she turned around.

"Ms Reynolds, wait," JJ said, and Emily turned around again.

Emily turned around, thinking that maybe the girl wanted to thank her for walking her up to her room or something, but what she didn't expect was the blonde throwing herself at her, pressing their lips together. JJ's lips started moving against her own, and Emily, against better judgment, responded. When their tongues found their way to the other and touched, Emily saw stars, and she was pretty sure JJ was feeling the same thing if the loud, deep moan the girl let out was anything to go by.

Soon, JJ started trailing kisses down Emily's jaw line, to her neck, latching onto her pulse point. It felt so good, so amazing, but it also reminded Emily that they shouldn't be doing this, so she turned her head away slightly.

"Jen- Jennifer, we shouldn't – Oh God," Emily moaned, as JJ's hands had found their way under her shirt, and into her bra.

"Wait, stop Jennifer," Emily tried again, panting. "We should stop, this isn't right."

She couldn't care less if the school found out about this and fired her, she wasn't even a real teacher anyway. But it would certainly get her kicked off of the investigation, and Hotch would kill her if he found out, so she tried to put a stop to JJ's movements, however good they may feel.

"I can get fired for this," she managed to get out.

Upon hearing this, JJ went rigid. She really liked the woman, and kissing and touching her like that had felt really good, but the last thing she wanted was to get her into trouble. Also because that would mean they wouldn't see each other again.

"Oh God, I'm so, so sorry," she apologized, removing her hands from beneath Emily's shirt, and taking a big step back.