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And trust me when I say the secret will come out soon. I don't think I can make it any more awkward than it will be...well after this:) Also as a warning, this chapter is a bit, uh racy, but nothing too graphic. I think it can still keep the T rating.
Chapter Twelve
JJ came into work on Monday in a foul mood. She wasn't her usual bright, cheery self. There was no smiles, no good mornings, and no coffee waiting for Emily when she got in. That was the worst bit.
JJ hadn't come down from her office in three hours and Reid and Emily were getting worried. It was unusual for JJ. The workload usually got to her and she'd come down for a coffee, or a chat or sometimes even for a cry if it all got too much or she was completely wrecked. So naturally they were worried.
''Do you think she's avoiding us?'' Reid asked.
''Why would she be avoiding us? We did nothing wrong,'' Emily answered as she stared up at the blond's office.
''No we did nothing wrong...''
''Oh god Morgan.''
''What about Morgan?'' Reid asked, getting confused.
''He must have done something! He messes everything up!''
''But what could he have done?''
''Ok maybe he didn't do anything this time, but what could it be?''
''Why don't you just talk to her?''
''Oh Reid don't you know anything about women?''
''Actually-''
''The things I'm talking about, you don't read in a book.''
''Oh. Then no.''
''She hasn't come down. She obviously wants to be left alone.''
''So? Just go up. She likes you.''
''She likes all of us Reid.''
''But she likes you the most.''
''Yeah I guess...fine, I'm going up. If I'm not back in ten minutes tell Hotch. I might be in danger.''
''Why?''
''Reid, I was joking,'' Emily sighed and walked up to JJ's office. She knocked on the door and let herself in without waiting for JJ's response. She probably wouldn't get one anyway.
JJ had her iPod on and didn't know Emily had come in. Emily cleared her throat. Nothing. She walked in front of her desk. Still nothing. She was concentrating fully on a file. She didn't even feel Emily's presence.
Emily walked behind JJ's desk and pulled the earphones out of her ears. ''Oh God!'' JJ screamed and jumped about ten feet in the air.
''Sorry JJ,'' Emily chuckled.
''Emily! You scared the bejasus out of me!''
''Bejasus?'' quoted Emily, raising an eyebrow.
''Whatever, I'm not exactly coherent when someone sneaks up behind me and scares the living daylights out of me!''
''Sorry,'' Emily apologised, hiding a smile.
''So what do you want Emily?''
''I was just wondering how you're doing.''
''I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?''
''You haven't left your office in three hours, you didn't talk to anyone this morning, you didn't have a coffee ready for me this morning when I came in, you had your iPod on, you only do that when you want to forget something.''
''You know me too well Prentiss,'' JJ grumbled as she threw herself down in her chair.
''I do Jareau. So come on, what's up?''
''Well for one, my three year old was sick all morning and I had to stay up all night with him, I've slept like two hours in the last three days, I'm getting cramps, I have a whole pile of files on my desk, I'm nearly out of battery on my iPod, I'm starving, I didn't get to see James and Henry threw up on me this morning! I had three showers but I can still smell it!'' JJ cried as she threw herself into Emily's arms.
''Wow,'' was all Emily could muster.
''And what's worse is that Garcia keeps texting me saying how hot and amazing James was, and that she's the better friend because she saw him first.''
''Garcia wouldn't say that.''
''Here,'' JJ said, handing Emily the phone. Emily scanned through her texts.
''Ok so apparently Garcia would say that.''
''And then she keeps saying she freaked him out! You know I would have loved to see that!''
''No you wouldn't. I had to hug him for two hours to comfort him.''
''I wanted to be the one that caused that!''
''No-one but Garcia could cause that. As amazing as you are Jayje, you're not that weird.''
''Is that a compliment?''
''It was supposed to be.''
''Oh, thanks. What exacly did she say to him?''
''Disturbing things.''
''Like what?''
''Like if he'd ever kissed a guy.''
''Oh god.''
''Yeah, he never wants to see her again.''
''Eh, he'll get used to her.''
''Are you serious? I've known her for five years and I'm still not used to her!''
''Hmm I suppose. But still, I wanted to be there!''
''Hey, hey JJ, you can meet him some other time ok? And I know he'll prefer you way more than Garcia.''
''You think?''
''I know.''
''And anyway, it'll probably turn out you've seen him a million times in the coffee shop or you crashed into his trolley at the supermarket or something.''
''Hey, I'm not the one who crashes. That's you.''
''I thought I had that successfully compartmentalised but you go ahead and bring it back up!''
''Sorry.''
''It's fine, so you feel better?''
''Yeah, you always know what to say.''
''What can I say? It's my gift,'' she smiled.
''You're so talented, oh and Em? You couldn't go through a few of these for me, could you?'' JJ asked, giving her best sad face that made you want to hug her.
''Fine, but only because I love you.''
''I love being loved,'' JJ grinned, the sad face disappearing.
''It's the eyes. Those baby blues can make me do anything,'' Emily said as she picked up a stack of files. A small stack, she didn't love JJ that much.
''That's my gift. Thanks again Emily.''
''No problem JJ.'' Emily left JJ's office and headed back down to the bullpen, files in hand.
''So what was wrong with her?'' Reid asked as she got back to her desk.
''Oh just stuff. She's fine now though.''
''Oh good. What you got there?'' he inquired, pointing at the files.
''Oh yeah. JJ told me to give these to you to look over.''
''Oh ok.''
Later that night Emily was in bed with James. They were wrapped around each other, and playfully kissing and touching each other. They were perfectly happy together, in their own little bubble, blissfully unaware of anyone else. Until Emily's phone rang.
''Ugh!'' Emily groaned and reached over for her phone but James caught her arm and pulled her back.
''Ignore them Em,'' he breathed as he kissed her wrist.
''But it might be important.''
''If it's really important they'll call back.''
''But it might be work. We might have a case.''
''Let them call again.''
''But-''
''Please?'' he asked looking up at her with wide baby blue eyes.
''Fine, but only because I'm really enjoying myself,'' she smiled and kissed him. But then the phone rang again.
''What do I do this time?''
''Who's calling?''
Emily reached over and retrieved her phone off the nightstand. ''JJ.''
''Go on, answer it. It's probably important,'' he said, but he couldn't keep the disappointment out of his voice.
''Hello? JJ where are we going?'' Emily asked as she picked up.
''Where are we going? Why would we be going anywhere?''
''For a case, do we have a case.''
''No...''
''Then why are you calling?''
''Because I wanted to talk.''
''Ok, what do you want to talk about?''
''Oh you know, things.''
''Things?''
''Yeah, things,'' JJ sighed. Emily turned to James and smiled at him. She mouthed ''no case'' and he reached over and started kissing her neck.
''What kind of things?''
''Well Henry got sick again.''
''Mmm that's good,'' Emily moaned.
''Excuse me?''
''Oh sorry JJ, that wasn't meant for you.''
''Who was it meant for then?''
''Uh...no-one.''
''Right, so I don't know what's wrong with Henry. I took him to the doctor and he says it's just a simple bug but he's vomiting more than he should be.''
''I really wanted to know that thanks JJ.''
''Sorry you probably have other things to do other than listen to me going on about my vomiting son.''
''No, no, I didn't want to seem like I don't care JJ.''
''It's ok Emily. So, did you do the files I gave you?''
''Oh right there...''
''What?''
''I'm sure he'll be fine JJ.''
''Who will be fine Emily.''
''Henry.''
''I wasn't talking about Henry.''
''Oh.'' JJ heard a chuckle from Emily's end that didn't sound like Emily. She also heard slight groaning and heavy breathing.
''Emily is there someone there with you?'' JJ asked, getting very confused.
''No, no no-one here, just me. Oh!''
''Oh what?''
''Oh my god, I'm all alone. That's so sad.''
''Come on Em, confess, is he with you?''
''Who?''
''You know who I'm talking about.''
''Oh James...''
''Yeah him.''
''Mmmm...''
''Emily? Emily you there?'' JJ called but she was met with silence.
Back at Emily's James had launched a full on attack on Emily's lips, and she wasn't focusing on JJ anymore. All her attention was on James, and his delicious lips.
She let the phone drop from her ear as she couldn't help but moan as he kissed her sensitive spot on her neck. She still had the phone in her hand, close to her mouth.
''Oh James, James, James, James. Yes right there, oh yeeeeeeeees! Oh that feels so good baby.'' JJ was staring at her phone, completely mortified. Was she really hearing this? She put the phone back up to her ear, just to make sure.
James had slipped Emily's pyjama pants off, and was getting her all worked up by kissing both her lips and her neck, before moving slowly down. Emily needed him and badly. ''Oh James, please, please I need you,'' she begged and he was more than happy to oblige.
''Oh! Oh James yes! Oh baby that feels so good!'' JJ was defintely hearing this.
''Uh Emily? You still there?''
The only answer she got was another moan. ''Emily? Emily?'' she called again getting paler by the minute.
Emily dropped the phone onto the floor, forgetting that it was still on. Her cries got louder as she reached the edge, and JJ heard every word of it.
She knew she should hang up and let them do their...business, but she couldn't. It was slightly compelling. She kept calling out, just to make sure she wasn't hearing things or having perverted daydreams about her friend. ''Emily?'' she called weakly.
''Oh James yes, James, James, JAAAAAAMES!''
JJ felt completely awkward as she realised exactly what had happened. She had listened in on Emily and James having sex. She was traumatised.
''Mmm James that was so good,'' she heard Emily mumble.
A voice, who must have been James, said ''Mmmhmm, wanna go again?''
''Oh yes please.'' And then the screaming started again.
''Emily? Emily? Emily!'' Eventually it got to the scary part again and she finally hung up, shaking from what she had just heard. She would never look at Emily the same again.
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