On Thursday morning Emily watches with anticipation as Dr. Carruthers removes the brace from JJ's face. The brunette can't help but wince as she once again sees the extensive bruising on her wife's face. It's not that it mars the beauty. Emily just can't stand the pain that JJ must feel.

"Oh, Jen…" Emily whispers.

JJ cuts her eyes briefly to her wife, who she knows feels the pain for her. She then looks back to the plastic surgeon.

"Well, can Emily stop humming the theme from 'Phantom of the Opera' every time I enter a room or what, Doc?" she asks lightly, hoping to make Emily smile. It works.

"So far so good. Let me check a few more things and get another x-ray to be sure but I'd say you're mask-less after today," he confirms. He then looks at Emily. "And you be nice, young lady. I'll tell your mother to take you over her knee."

Emily chuckles. "Yes, Dr. Carruthers."

He heads out of the room to order the x-rays. Emily takes the time to move toward JJ. "It looks really good, Jen. I just…hate that you are in pain. I really hate it."

JJ takes her hand. "I know, sweetheart. But I'll be fine in no time. This time next week I'll even be back at work."

Emily frowns. "Why not take the whole week? It would serve Straus right."

"Maybe. But, Em, I need to work. You should know that."

Emily nods. "I do. I just…did I mention I really hate that you're in pain? I just want you better as soon as possible and if extra rest would help with that I'd say screw Straus. She's the one that forced you here anyway."

"True. And don't think that hasn't crossed my mind," JJ adds with a grin. "But, Emily, don't you think if our workload falls too far behind she'll hold that against us, too?"

Emily nods, she hadn't considered that. "Yeah, she would. Damn her. Then at least promise me you'll make use of your office door and Garcia's skills with the security cameras. If you need to rest, lock the damn door, have Garcia loop your feed, and take a rest on the couch. Okay?"

JJ nods. "That I can definitely do. I love you, Em. Thank you for taking care of me."

Emily runs a finger over the ring set JJ wears. "It's part of the job, ma'am. And the best part of the best job I've ever had." She leans forward and gives JJ a gentle kiss.

It ends just as the nurse comes in to take JJ down for x-rays. An hour later, they are leaving the office. As they head to the SUV, JJ pulls a paper out of her pocket.

"Before we go home, can we swing by this place?" She hands the paper to Emily. Emily sees an address in JJ's familiar writing

"Sure. I don't have to be in until after noon so we've got time. What is it?"

"It's a surprise."

"Okay. Umm…it's not a sex club where we can work out some of your drug-induced fantasies, is it?" Emily teases.

JJ blushes and slaps Emily's arm. "NO! And I swear, Emily Prentiss, if you don't show me that video you took soon I will stop believing I said anything."

Emily just smiles smugly. She'd been holding the video back knowing some of the things JJ suggested actually sounded like fun. And the gorgeous blonde would need to be fully healed to act on any of them. In the Lexus, Emily punches in the address on the GPS and sees it's in neighborhood just north of Quantico. She glances at JJ, who just smiles.

They head south, eventually coming to a large, gated community. Emily hands her credentials to the guard at the gate as JJ sits forward.

"I believe Wanda Orr called ahead for us."

He scans a clipboard. "Ah, yes. Okay proceed straight and take the third right."

Emily nods at the redundant directions. The GPS already knows where they are going, which makes it more in the know than Emily. But since the realtor had called Emily has a feeling JJ has found a house that she really likes. When they pull into the driveway, Emily can see why.

"Jennifer…it's beautiful."

JJ smiles. "Really? You like it?"

Emily smiles at her. "So far so good. Come on."

They get out of the car and Emily stops for a moment to stare at the 2 story brick home. It sits on 2 full acres, giving them plenty of privacy from their neighbors. A look at the other homes shows several with signs of kids, which is a good thing for Henry and any other children. Post lanterns line the walk from the driveway to the house. A two-car garage caps the large, double driveway.

There are white, decorative columns along the front porch and a gorgeous lantern-style hanging light over the door, its style matching that of the post lights and the lights at the garage. Additionally, Emily notes subtle lights at the eaves of the house and sees they are angled to make sure there are no dark corners where unsubs could hide. She grins, thinking only FBI agents and cops would think about such things.

Before they reach the door, it opens to reveal Wanda standing there smiling. "So, what do you think so far?"

"It's beautiful, Wanda," Emily tells her. "And as long as it's not a complete dump inside we may be very interested."

Wanda chuckles. "I promise: not a dump. Come on in."

Emily looks at JJ and sees how excited the blonde is. She tilts her head a second, studying her wife. "You've already been here, haven't you?"

JJ giggles. "Yep. Geez, Em, I was bored. House-hunting was more fun than watching soaps. Francesca and I brought Henry out here yesterday. They love it, too."

Emily shakes her head, chuckling. "You amaze me, Mrs. Prentiss. Come on, show me the house."

JJ leads her inside. "It has 6 bedrooms, including a master suite with its own attached office." She looks at Emily. "We can keep case files in there well away from any kids." Emily nods in agreement. "The kitchen is amazing and, here's something special for you my wine connoisseur, in the basement it has a temperature controlled wine cellar."

"SOLD!" Emily blurts, as if it's the only thing that matters. Wanda and JJ laugh at her.

JJ and Wanda continue to lead Emily through the house. There is a gorgeous great room with a rock wall fireplace, dark woods giving the room a warm look even without the fire lit. There is a playroom for kids, complete with book shelves, a built in toy box, and a bay window with a cushioned seat. A formal dining room has built in china cabinets and room for a 12 seat table.

"Between families and the BAU team it will be handy to have a big table," Jen points out as Emily nods.

When they reach the kitchen, Emily sees JJ is right: it's amazing. Stainless steel appliances and an island with its own sink leave plenty of room for cooking. On one side, a small dining nook has room for a 4 seat table. Large glass windows open on to a garden area. Emily walks over and looks out the windows. Though everything is brown and dead in the winter, Emily can picture it in full bloom. It would be breathtaking. She opens the door and steps outside. She sees the deck that comes off a backroom they haven't seen yet. Steps lead down to an in-ground pool, right now covered against the winter weather. A walkway from the garden leads to it from another direction. She looks up and sees a balcony with a small table and 2 chairs. She assumes it's off the master bedroom. She turns and heads back inside.

"Upstairs?" JJ asks.

"Lead the way, sweetheart," Emily tells her.

JJ takes Emily's hand and Wanda precedes them up the stairs off the kitchen.

"These come up right beside the master bedroom," Wanda points out. The stairs we saw in the Foyer obviously split the hallway."

She opens the door to the master suite. Emily loves it immediately. She can picture their bed up against one wall facing the large floor to ceiling window. She steps into the attached office JJ and mentioned and sees it would be perfect for working from home without risking the kids seeing some of the horrors their mothers face every day. She then moves to the attached bathroom. She smiles as she sees a tub a little larger than the one in the condo. JJ walks up and wraps her arms around Emily's waist from behind.

"I see that grin, Emily Prentiss. And you're right, it's bigger," she whispers.

Emily chuckles and takes the hands at her waist. She leans back against JJ. "It's perfect so far, baby."

They look at the other five bedrooms, each with built in bookshelves. Emily nods as JJ points out children's rooms could be closer to theirs while guest rooms could be farther away. Emily nods but one thing is bugging her.

"Jen, this place is beautiful but what about Francesca? If she's going to be a live in nanny she really should have a place of her own for when she's not working."

JJ smiles. "It's covered. We just haven't been there yet."

Emily nods. "Okay."

The three women head down the foyer staircase. JJ leads Emily back to the room with the deck. It is a huge game room. Emily can see it as being a great place for the kids to play. She chuckles to herself as she realizes she's already thinking about multiple kids. JJ walks over to a small cabinet on the wall.

"You have your wine cellar. This is what sold me," she says with a wink. She opens the cabinet to reveal a built-in dartboard.

Emily laughs out loud, nodding. "Yep, I can see that being a selling point for you. You'll never get anyone to play with you, though."

"Nope. But I can teach our kids how to play. That will be fun."

"And dangerous," Emily says with a raised eyebrow. "We'll discuss that one."

Wanda laughs at the two women. She then leads them over to a door off that room. She opens it to reveal stairs leading up. JJ precedes Emily up…into a 3 room in-law suite over the large garage. Emily is more than impressed. Francesca would have privacy and even be able to have her granddaughter over for a visit. Maybe even a male suitor, Emily thinks with a grin. The full kitchen would give her the chance to make her own meals if she desired time alone.

"Jen, I think you've outdone yourself," Emily admits.

"The schools are really good around here, both public and private since we never really discussed which we'd want them to attend. The gated community makes it even safer and we both know why that's important. A security system is already installed it would just need to be reprogrammed." JJ takes Emily's hand and pulls her away from Wanda for a bit of privacy. "I know I've sort of freaked out over the whole 'Prentiss' thing as we keep calling it but what you said last week was true: you have always lived within your salary for the most part. And only when it's important do you dip into that fund. I think I get that now. Am I crazy to think that this place is worth dipping into the funds for?"

Emily smiles and gives her a gentle kiss. "Not at all, Jen. So tell me, do you want to keep looking?"

JJ slowly shakes her head. "I can't explain it, Em. This place just feels right. It feels like it could be our home."

"I agree," Emily tells her gently. She turns to Wanda. "We'll take it. Any chance we can close on it after Jan 1."

JJ looks confused. "Why after January first?"

Emily and Wanda answer simultaneously. "Taxes."

JJ laughs, then grabs her face in pain. "Ouch. No laughing. Ouch."

Emily smiles and pulls her close. "Welcome home, Mrs. Prentiss."

"Thank you, Mrs. Prentiss."

Wanda promises to have the papers drawn up and ready for them by Saturday. Emily drives JJ home then heads back to work, arriving 17 minutes late. Straus stands in the hallway, sneering at Emily. The profiler rolls her eyes.

"I'll stay a half hour late to make up the time, ma'am," Emily says, thinking the woman is more like a headmaster than a section chief.

Reid looks at Emily. "Why are you late? Is JJ okay?"

Emily smiles. "She's fine. We bought a house."

"Ah, okay. I—wait, what?"

Morgan had looked up at the nonchalant announcement that had stunned the genius into silence. Emily laughs at them both.

"Jen found a place she liked and took me to see it. We should have the paperwork finished on Saturday and own it after the new year."

Morgan stands and offers his hand. "Congrats, Prentiss! And if you need any help with painting or anything let me know."

She shakes his hand. "You got it."

Reid stands and squeezes her arm. "That's great, Em. I can't wait to see it."

Emily smiles and sees Straus coming into the bullpen. "Uh, I better get to work. I'm already in trouble for being late. Don't want to get in trouble for distracting you guys."

The three profilers get to work, hoping whatever bug is up Staus' butt dies and stops spoiling their afternoon.