A/N: Guys I'm sooooo sorry that I didn't post this one on the same day as the 10th! I don't know what happened, but I couldn't do the login! But, don't worry: here's chap 11 and I'll post chaps 12 and 13 really soon (I just have to write them)!

Let's read :)

Chapter 11:

JJ enters now the police station for the second time today, looking for the detective LaMontagne. He told her that if she needed anything, to call him. Which is what she's doing. Emily said that she just landed now and JJ told her to wait for her. But the problem is that she doesn't know the way to the airport and she needs a vehicle.

"Detective LaMontagne!" JJ yells. He's about to enter the bathroom but her voice stops him.

"Oh, hey! How can I help you?" He asks, walking towards her with a big smile on his face.

"Agent Prentiss is now at the airport and I need a ride to there. Do you think you can give me one?" JJ asks with a sweet smile.

"Of course! I'll just grab some keys and meet you outside." He says with his southern accent.

"Thank you." She smiles even sweeter. She knows that she has him wrapped around her finger, and she also knows that Emily's not going to like that. But she just needs someone on this station to help her. She could have choose other men, but she just feels that LaMontagne is too much 'charmer' to say 'no' to her.

Two minutes later, JJ was heading to a black SUV with LaMontagne and texting Emily, letting her know she'll be there in 10.

"So, tell me about you agent." He shots her a grin.

"Uhm... Like what?" She asks.

"Well, I know that your name is Jennifer Jareau and that you are the FBI media liaison. Where are you from?" He asks, opening the door for her.

"Thanks. I'm from Pennsylvania." She says, sitting on the passenger side of the car.

"Well, I didn't know that the Pennsylvania chicks were so pretty." He smiles, closing the door and entering the car on the driver's side.

"Why, thank you." She didn't mean to, but she actually blushed a little.

"Are you dating?" He asks, turning the car on.

"Yes, actually." She smiles remembering the brunette.

"Well, I'm not surprised. You're too pretty to be single. Is it serious?" He asks, again a smile appearing on his lips.

"Yeah, it is." She smiles bigger.

"How much?" He asks, glancing at her.

"Very." She responds in a beat.

"Okay... Ya know, he's a really lucky guy. I mean, I would do anything to be in his place just to be with a woman like you." He smiles sweetly at her. She blushes. "Wow, look who blushes so much!" He teases, pinching her cheek.

"Stop it!" She laughs.

"It's cute. You are cute." He looks serious at her, then glances at her lips. She sees that and clears her throat.

"Thank you. You are a charming man, actually." She says.

"Oh, ya think? Thanks." He smiles. JJ looks out the window, then she sees a boar saying 'airport - arrivals'.

"Is it here?" She asks, looking at the detective.

"It is here." He answears, parking the car in front of the airport.

"Can you park here?" She asks confuse.

"Yep." He says.

"Oh, okay." She replies, looking out of the window. She sees Emily walking towards the car and smiles. She then feels a hand on her leg and looks shocked at the man sitting next to her. She freezes and stops to breath. LaMontagne doesn't notice this, so he just keeps his hand there. Just at the same time, Emily enters the car and she didn't notice JJ's reaction too. She only sees his hand on her girlfriend's thigh. JJ takes some deep breaths, trying to not show how she's feeling.

Jennifer is trying to lock every little thing from her past relationship and the end of the same, she's only focus now on Will's hand on her thigh and her girlfriend.

"Hello, Ag-" The man was cut short by Emily's sharp tone.

"Can you park here?" She asks.

"I'm a cop. Of course I can." He gives a chuckle, seing Emily's and JJ's glare, he decides to start the car, removing his hand from JJ's leg. Asshole!, Emily thinks. Finally! Oh, God! What if Emily actually saw me like that? Or if-. JJ's thoughts are cut short by Emily's look.

Emily lifts a brow and looks at the detective, asking JJ silently who is he. "Oh, right. Emily, this is detective LaMontagne. Detective, this is agent Prentiss." JJ introduces both.

"Hi, there, agent." He greets her.

"Hey." She replies, shortly.

"Rude." Both women hear the detective murmur to himself.

"What's that, detective?" Emily glares at him.

"What? Nothin'. Just thinkin' the best way to come back to the station." He responds quickly. Then he looks at JJ and smiles at her. Emily coughts that and decides to intrude.

"You're driving! Look at the road!" JJ holds a laugh, seen how scared of Emily the man is.

"And-" Emily cut him short.

"You are a cop! You should know the rules!" Emily says, almost jumping on top of the man.

LaMontagne swallows hard and looks at JJ for back up. "She's right."

"And I know the rules! But with a beauty sitting next to me it's hard to concentrate." He winks at JJ before glaring back Emily.

"Yeah, yeah. Leave the flirty thing for another time, detective. I wanna be alive and solve this case quickly and I think agent Jareau wants the same." Emily sends a cold glare to JJ.

"Yeah, I do." JJ says quietly.

"But I am driving safely! I ju-" He was cut off with a horn of a truck. When the three of them look back at the road, LaMontagne turns the wheel quickly and presses hard the car break, JJ gets down and Emily too, but tries to protect JJ's head.

A few minutes have passed and everything fell silent. The three people inside the car are breathing hard. JJ is the first to open her eyes and feels something heavy on her head. "Emily?" she calls.

"I'm right here." Emily replies and removes her arms from JJ.

"Are you okay?" JJ asks concern, looking to Emily's body, searching for wounds.

"I think so. Are you?" Emily's eyes ask the same thing. JJ nods.

"Will?" JJ calls for the detective.

"I'm fine." He says, blinking a few times.

"Guess you weren't driving that safely." Emily comments.

William glares at her. "At least we're alive!" Who the hell does this chick thinks she is?

"Guys..." JJ tries.

"Yeah, more 3 seconds and we'd be crashed!" She replies harshly.

"I'm kinda tired of your comments, agent."

"Guys..." She tries again.

"And I'm tired of you!"

"Guys!" JJ yells, getting their attention. "Thank you. Now, let's take a deep breath." They all do. "Good. Now, we almost crashed with a truck and I appreciate if you just shut up and we'll all get back to the station in silence." Emily nods her head, along with the detective.

5 minutes later, JJ was dragging Emily to the bathroom. "What is wrong with you?"

"What is wrong with me?" Emily asks. "Oh, I don't know. I think a southern detective is hitting on my girlfriend and she seems totally okay with it!" She almost yells.

"I know he is! And no, I'm not okay with it! But I need someone to do the dirt in here!" JJ says sharply. Emily saved her life more than once and always protected her, how can she thinks something like that?

"Yeah, sure. And why does it have to be him? It could be the fat guy on the entrance or the thin detective, damnit even the old doughnut guy!" Emily runs her hands in her hair and sighs.

"I know I could use any of those, but I basically have him wrapped him around my finger." JJ says, her tone softening after taking a deep breath.

"Oh, and you like it, don't you?" Emily asks, looking deep into blue eyes.

"I thought I've shown you enough for you to believe in me, Emily. Apparently, I didn't." JJ says, cleaning her eye with her finger when she fells a tear.

"I..." Emily sighs, her arms feeling limbs. "I'm sorry. But that guy, he just... God! I hate him!" Emily says through ragged teeth.

"I know. And please believe when I say that I don't like the way he's hitting on me. It's true." JJ looks deep in brown eyes too.

"I'm sorry." Emily says, looking at the ground. JJ grabs her face with both hands.

"I'm sorry too." JJ kisses her tenderly. Emily's hand immediatly find their way to the blonde's hips, pulling her closer.

"Okay, but now we need to solve this case. It's my mother in there." Sensing that there's an 'and', the blue eyed woman asks.

"And...?" JJ looks concern at her.

"And I know Ian Doyle." Emily replies.

A/N: So, what do you think ? I had to finish like this because my father is almost killing me to 'get away from the laptop and get a live' -_- Anyway, I promise that I'll do a lot more chaps just for you to forgive me :D

-S xxx :)