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JJ guided Emily into her small house carefully. Despite the fact that she was recovered enough to go home she was still fragile and needed help.
The brunette looked at JJ wanting to say something but to afraid to say it. She loved Jennifer Jareau. She was pregnant with her children. But they were still taking it slowly, she wanted to go back to the beginning, so she couldn't ask her. She just couldn't. Though she didn't think she could do it without her. She got tired so quickly and everything that had happened already, John and leaving, she was exhausted.
The blonde looked at Emily and raised her eyebrow at her, "What's wrong?"
Emily shook her head, "Nothing."
"Emily," JJ said slowly, "I know you. Something is wrong. If you're feeling ill or..."
"No, it's not that. I just...I really want to have a shower but..."
"You'll need my help," the blonde profiler finished for her as the brunette nodded. She gulped at the thoughts that immediately rushed through her head. She hadn't seen Emily naked in so long. She hadn't touched her in just as long. She was oh so frustrated but she was willing to take things slowly to get her family. JJ would cope with a naked, wet Emily if she had to. She groaned internally at the thought, but put on her best poker face, "Let's do this!"
JJ took a deep breath once she had helped Emily out her converses before turning to face the brunette. She looked into her eyes for permission before moving her hands to the hem of her t-shirt and pulling it up and over her head. She placed it on the floor behind her.
The blonde profiler looked at the sight in front of her; Emily standing in only a lacy black bra. She gulped, her eyes captured by her breasts. Pregnancy had made them so much fuller. JJ had always had a thing for Emily's breasts and now they were perfection in an even larger form.
Emily breath deepened at the way JJ was looking at her. She knew that look. She had loved that look. She was in the early second trimester now and her hormones were going wild. Her breath hitched as the blonde placed her hands on her round baby bump.
"You're so beautiful," JJ said her voice filled with awe, love and lust. "Especially when pregnant with my babies!"
"Jennifer..." Emily whispered, with a hint of warning, as the blonde started to move her hands across her stomach. While it wasn't big, compared to if it was a single baby obviously it was. And what made it harder was the fact that it was Jennifer's babies. Just because the brunette was incredibly turned on didn't mean she could tell JJ to get her hands off. She could but she wouldn't. She would never tell her to stop bonding their unborn twins. JJ was allowed to touch, caress, kiss, talk to, play music to the bump as much as she liked. Emily had learnt that her stomach as a more public domain now, but to the blonde it was her own personally owned domain; her children were in there.
The blonde moved in closer, her hands gently moving up the brunette's side and around her back to unclasp her bra. "I love it when you call me that," JJ whispered moving into kiss her jaw line and neck before pulling back and letting the bra fall to the floor. She slowly leant forward, holding the brunette's bare hips and kissed the swell of her breast while she undid the pants and waited as Emily kicked them off. She hooked her fingers into the brunette's panties and moved them so the dropped to the floor. She slowly reversed Emily into the flowing hot water and pulled back to take in the view of a naked, wet Agent Prentiss. JJ could feel her mouth water and her whole body was buzzing with excitement at the sight. She quickly removed her own clothes, not dropping her gaze from the brown eyes in front of her, and stepped into the shower. The blonde put hands back on the brunette's stomach and grinned when she felt movement from within, "They're awake."
"The change in...," her breath hitched as JJ moved her arms to reach behind her for a wash cloth and body wash, "Temperature...Wakes...Wakes them up." She watched carefully as the blonde soaped up the cloth and started washing down her body running the cloth gently over her. "You...You know...I can probably...," she trailed off.
"You can probably do this?" JJ smirked. "I know," she said simply, "But I've missed this. You can tell me to stop...If you want me to." She started to rub soapy circles around the brunette's sensitive breasts, being careful not to aggravate the small surgical scars on her body. The blonde leaned in and softly kissed the stunned profiler on the lips.
"You're...You're a mean...A mean tease...Agent...Agent Jareau," she stuttered out.
The blonde smirked, "I don't know what you're talking about Agent Prentiss," she said dropping the wash cloth on the floor and slipping her hand down Emily's body.
A loud moan mixed with a gasp resonated around the room. "Oh God...," the brunette exclaimed as JJ pushed her back carefully against the cold tiles of the shower.
"Nice and clean and relaxed," JJ smirked entering the room with a tray consisting of two plates of food, a glass of milk and a glass of white wine. She loved the picture in front of her; Emily Prentiss relaxing on the couch with a blanket and baby book.
The brunette lowered her book and smiled at the blonde, "Not quite the way I was planning."
"Are you complaining Em?" JJ grinned sitting next to her and placing the tray on the coffee table.
Emily shook her head, "My influx of hormones definitely appreciated it," she chuckled.
"As did I," she groaned, "You have no idea how frustrated I was."
"Glad I could help," the brunette profiler smirked, "Better than you defiling a comatose patient!"
"Hey!" JJ playfully hit her, "I was very respectful of you when you were asleep! I didn't even kiss you, unless you count your belly..." she trailed off.
Emily smiled lovingly at her, "You can kiss your children whenever you like...and me."
"Really?" the blonde looked up at her unsure.
The brunette nodded, "Of course. I know our relationship is so complicated and we need to go back to the beginning...but we do have some sort of romantic relationship. I think the shower proved that."
JJ desperately wanted to clarify what she meant. To say to her, well you're my fiancée. I want to have a family with you. Be together forever, don't you? But she was too scared of the answer. So instead she turned on the TV, flicked to their favourite crime show and handed Emily her food.
"So how is our brunette baby carrier for the fourth time you've called this hour?" Garcia chuckled perching on JJ's desk in the bullpen.
JJ glared at her best friend, "I'm not that bad!"
Morgan laughed, "Oh you are Jayje! What did Princess say this time?"
"She didn't, it went through to voicemail. But last night she said if I called again she would ignore me and tidy my study," the blonde pouted.
"Right, wouldn't want to get rid of that organised mess," the tech laughed. "Seriously Jayje, your baby Mama will be fine!"
JJ sighed, "I know. It's just...She's stubborn and if anything happened..."
"Nothing's going to happen, tiny Blondie," Morgan smiled kindly at her. "Princess is stubborn, yes...But she is pregnant and would never do anything to risk that!"
"She still tries to push it though...Yesterday I got home and she had done all the laundry and was carrying a basket of folded washing back upstairs!" the blonde threw her hands in the air. "She couldn't understand why I was kicking up a fuss." JJ caught sight of a middle aged woman looking lost walking through the office floor. "Sharon? What are you doing here?" JJ asked gesturing the woman carrying flowers over. Emily's neighbour, Sharon, a good friend who coincidentally worked as a PA in the building smiled widely at the sight of the blonde.
"Oh good you're in the office today," Sharon said relieved. "I don't mean to barge in but these have been left outside Emily's apartment for a couple of days and they are so beautiful I didn't want to leave them there. I thought it would be best to bring them into the office and pass them on to one of you."
JJ smiled and took the flowers off her, "Thank you so much. That is so thoughtful!"
"How is she?" Sharon asked kindly.
"Better, much better. Not quite grasping the concept of bed rest..."
"Same old Emily," Sharon chuckled. "Right I better get back to work. See you around everyone," she waved at the team before heading back out. "Give Emily my best!"
"Of course I will! Thanks again," JJ called after her.
"Wow!" Garcia exclaimed, "Those are beautiful and...Potentially someone's entire garden! Who are they from?" The tech excitedly grabbed the card.
"Pen," the blonde profiler exclaimed, "They are Emily's...That should be kept private..."
"Right, so you wouldn't want to know that it's from a certain doctor then," Garcia frowned looking at the card.
"What?" JJ grabbed the card and read it. "Oh he is so dead!" she growled out fuming. "Not giving up! She's my..." she trailed off sighing.
"Fiancée," Morgan growled out, "Damn right she is!"
"Is she?" the blonde whispered.
"What?" Garcia looked shocked at her friend. "Of course she is! Why would you even think she wasn't?"
JJ shook her head and placed it in her hands. "Our relationship is so messed up. We got together so unusually and then rushed into having kids together...Now we are engaged without any romantic relationship before that time with twins on the way. It's all so confused! She left me...," she said tearfully, "And then came back to have the accident and she's staying with me...But..."
"You had shower sex as soon as you walked in the door!" the tech exclaimed, "That screams couple!"
"But that was it. Since then we have just live around each other. I cook, she rests or at least does in an Emily way, we watch tv, read, I do some files and we sleep..."
"Jayje," the tech tries to interrupt.
"There is no true couple...ness between us. I mean I kiss her...sometimes. She said I could as we are in 'some sort of romantic relationship'. What does that even mean?"
"Jayje!" Garcia tries again.
"I mean I'm her fiancée right? She wears my ring. But I feel like I'm some baby daddy who is together with her while she has my kids before we part ways. For all I know I could be back to the best friend territory and have to prepare to fight for custody..."
"You aren't and you don't," a soft voice said from behind her making the blonde freeze.
JJ turned around to see Emily standing behind her, "Emily, I..." Words lost on her. "How long...?"
"Long enough to hear most of your rant," the brunette said back with a typical Prentiss expression on her face. One that was impossible to read.
"Sharon bought over some flowers for you," JJ gestured to them, "They are from John. We should really put them in water..." she got up and reached forward to grab them but Emily grabbed her arm.
"I think we need to talk," Emily whispered before looking at her teammates, "In private."
"Use my office," Morgan gestured, his voice sounding concerned for the couple.
Stepping into the office, JJ turned around and closed the door behind them.
"Emily..."
"I want to take you on a date," the brunette blurted out.
"What?" the blonde asked confused.
"We said, when I came back that we would try and start from the beginning...I know it's been weird recently and I now know how you are feeling about it all. The accident confused a lot of things, we lost time and I'm living with you," the brunette sat down on the couch, "And we had sex."
JJ frowned.
"No," Emily held out her hands, "I loved it. I don't regret it. You made me feel things...Well you always make me feel things that no one else has. We had been apart for so long it made sense that naturally we would..."
"Stop profiling our sexual encounter," the blonde stated firmly. "That is exactly the difference between us Em," she sighed. "You over think everything! You worry about everything! Ever since Doyle..." she watched as Emily's body tensed a little, "One minute you're cracking awkward jokes about it on the jet with Morgan and the next minute you're letting it rule you. No wonder half the team thought you would end up leaving again because of it. For me," JJ gestured between herself and the brunette, "This is simple. I love you. More than I have ever loved anyone. I want to be with you...forever. I proposed to you for that very reason. I want to marry you. Start a family with you, which we are," she moved to sit next to the brunette and softly rub her baby bump. "For me I see us married with a gorgeous house, our kids running around the garden, the team over for family fun. I want that perfect, idyllic loved up family life...with you. But you need to be with me on this Em and you just aren't on the same page. I don't want to avoid it or talk about the possibilities over and over again or start right from the beginning like we just met. We aren't getting anywhere doing that. I want that life...now. I want you to have that with me. But I need you to let go of all your insecurities...I need you to open up and talk to me. I'll do the same. We need to do it together, as a couple." She took the brunette's hands in her own, "I know it took a lot for you to say yes to agree to marry me in the first place; for you to get over your relationship fears. I know I've hurt you, but I'm here. If I learnt anything from your accident it's that I nearly lost my whole family in one go. The babies are now considered miracles Em, the doctors all said that. You coming back to me from your coma is a miracle. I'm right here in front of you, since you came back to me after our fight I haven't left your side. I know you're scared but I'm not going anywhere. I just need you to be here with me." She stopped and looked hopefully into Emily's eyes. "Are you with me...Or not?"
The brunette paused taking all of her words in. It was true. All she kept trying to do was start from the beginning, but with them it wasn't possible. What possessed her to think that would work? Her fears. They were engaged, had had a lot of sex since that day and were now having kids together. They didn't need to start from the beginning and pretend none of that happened. As a couple they needed to move forward. They needed to fill in the gaps and build on what they had. She tearfully reached out a hand to cup JJ's cheek, "I'm with you."
"You are?" JJ asked timidly.
"Yes, I want that all too," Emily nodded, "With you."
"So you're still my fiancée?" the blonde asked hopefully.
The brunette nodded. She couldn't believe she hadn't noticed how she had made JJ feel. "Definitely my fiancée," she smiled widely.
"My pregnant fiancée?" JJ grinned.
Emily put her hand on her stomach and grinned back, "Well I don't think it's a food baby...Though the amount you keep feeding me, it is hard to distinguish."
The blonde profiler pushed her playfully, "You're eating for three! That's a lot of nourishment needed! You're still healing...all three of you are. Which reminds me...Did you take your prenatal vitamins?"
"Yes Mommy," the brunette rolled her eyes, "You asked me that the first time you called me this morning."
JJ pouted, "I just want everyone to be healthy!"
Emily placed the blonde's hand on her bump so she could feel them moving, "We are all very healthy...and are honestly very grateful for everything you do."
"I'm not too overprotective and annoying?" JJ questioned, more insecurity coming through.
The brunette shook her head, "No, I know I complain at you sometimes, but I love it and would be upset if you did anything differently. I love that you care so much. You're a natural Mom. The team sees you as the Mom for a reason...I would never want you to change yourself, ever. Not how you are with me, the babies or the team." She leaned in further, "I love you, just the way you are." She leaned in further and kissed her fiancée heatedly on the lips.
JJ pulled back slightly breathless, "You've been listening to Bruno Mars again?"
Emily stuck out her tongue playfully, "Maybe."
Garcia, Morgan and the rest of the team were thrilled to see the couple emerging happily hand in hand from the room. Moving back to JJ's desk so Morgan could return to his office, Emily perched on the side while JJ sat in her chair. She tried to get the brunette to sit down but she said she was fine.
"So about this date?" the blonde profiler asked.
"We don't have to go on a date..."
"What? No, date nights are essential. Every couple needs date nights! When the twins are born we will have a set day a week," JJ nodded with a sense of finality, "And before then lots of dates is essential!"
The brunette profiler chuckled, "Well ok...Leave it to me then."
"I messed up. I need to prove to you that..."
Emily kissed her to silence the words pouring from her mouth, "No, the slate is clean. No making up for things we have both done to each other. So I'm taking you on our first date," she beamed.
JJ bounced excitedly before mock glaring at the brunette, "Nothing crazy! I'm not having my pregnant fiancée roller-skating or clubbing or go-karting."
The brunette burst out laughing, "Are we teenagers still? I didn't realise!"
The blonde's face fell a little, "I hope not," she looked over at the flowers on her desk. A part of Emily's past very much in the present.
Emily looked at her puzzled for a while before understanding hit, "Not going to happen. John is in the past."
"He's not taking no for an answer," JJ sighed, "I can understand why. I would fight for you too. I'm going to fight for you."
"You already have me," the brunette said softly leaning forward and tucking some of her long, blonde hair behind her ear.
"You do have my ring on your finger," the blonde beamed.
"Yes I do."
"And I impregnated you too," JJ grinned cheekily rubbing Emily's belly.
Emily rolled her eyes, "Yes you did that too."
"So I'm winning so far," JJ continued to grin.
"I think knocking me up with two babies beats flowers, don't you?" the brunette chuckled.
"I should hope so," the tech butted in. "Our blonde beauty gave you flowers when she proposed. He's behind by far..."
"And never catching up," JJ cringed. "The only babies my Emily will carry after my twins will be mine!"
Emily laughed at how possessive her fiancee was being before looking quickly down at the blonde, "Wait! What? After the twins? Babies?"
The tech burst out laughing at the look on the profiler's face, "Looks like you're going to be Jayje's baby carrier from now on!"
The blonde pouted, "What? I like you pregnant! You're glowing and motherly and carrying my kids." She lifted Emily's top and placed a kiss on her bare baby bump, "I love your pregnant belly...and your other changing assets," she smirked. "It's all very hot!"
Emily looked at the darkening eyes of her fiancée. She knew JJ loved her being pregnant she could tell just by her looking at her. She knew the rest of it would come out, especially as she got bigger and she knew that the blonde would be sad to see it go. But more kids? "One step at a time," she laughed bending down to kiss her fiancée softly. "Let's have these two first. They could be so much trouble we'll be trying to put them back up there! Plus I might want to see a mini-Jennifer!"
JJ smiled, "Now that would be trouble!"
The brunette shook her head, "It would be amazing." She moved slightly on the desk knocking the flowers into JJ's bin, "Oops!" she said in fake shock and putting her hand over her mouth.
"The man that was BAU'd in the BAUs nil," Garcia clapped.
"He was what?" Emily asked shocked looking between the tech and her fiancée. She knew about JJ and Morgan's side of it but never that the tech joined in.
"She punched him," Garcia pointed out at her best friend, trying to pass the attention off. Though it failed.