Aaron looked up from the messages he was sending to his cousin on his computer and watched as his little sister walked through the door, the sunlight that was streaming through his suite's windows hitting her tanning skin that barely hid underneath her cover-up. "Where'd you go last night?"

The brunette bit her lip, her beach bag dangling from her fingertips as she hovered in the doorway. "I slept with Jen."

Aaron's eyes shot open, his body immediately shooting up from his seat. He saw the slight blush creeping up his sister's cheeks and stormed over to her. "Emily!"

"I'm totally kidding," the eighteen year old smirked, seeing the shock written all over her brother's features, "but you should see your face."

"Why would you do that? What the hell?"

Emily shrugged, dropping her bag and walking out to the balcony that overlooked the ocean. "Thought I'd get some payback for what you did last night. I really didn't appreciate you telling me about yesterday morning in front of everyone, and I doubt Courtney did either." She let her hands drag over the burning railing of the balcony and looked upon the water. "I think you owe us both an apology."

The older Hotchner-Prentiss child frowned, following his sister out onto the balcony and sitting himself on a chair. "You deserved to know what possibly happened between them."

"And I spoke to Jennifer," the privileged girl nodded, her back turned to the older boy. "Nothing happened."

Aaron rolled his eyes. "And you believed her?"

Emily kept herself calm as she turned herself around, leaning back against the railing and letting the sun beat down on her. "Why are you so ready to make me hate her? You know how much I'm falling for her and you act as if she's Satan."

"I'm protecting you."

"Are you?" the brunette questioned lightly, keeping herself calm as to not get herself mad or worked up from the topic. "You brought up a pretty heavy topic over dinner with the rest of our family there. Why didn't you just tell me the moment it happened? Or at least in private, where no one was around to see me be absolutely embarrassed."

Aaron put his head in his hands, running his fingers roughly through the ends of his hair. "I'm sorry. I just wanted to call her out on it, is that a bad thing?"

"Do you know how much you embarrassed me? Do you know how many texts I've gotten from our cousins asking if I'm ok?"

"I'm sorry," he insisted, standing up from the chair. "I saw her coming out of Ms. Jareau's room, what did you want me to think?"

Emily gave a small shake of the head. "I would have thought the same exact thing if I saw them, all I'm saying is that you could have told me alone and then tried to get her to explain later."

The elder of the brunettes nodded. "I'm sorry."

"It's ok," she smiled, letting her brother take her into his arms and hug. "Just don't do it again or I'm throwing you off the balcony." The brown eyed girl leaned back and looked up to the older boy before her. "And Jen told me what you did to her too."

Aaron rolled his eyes, letting his arms unwrap themselves from his sister's shoulders. "God, I am not coming off good in any of these stories."

Emily let herself laugh at the look on the older boy's face and threw her hands up, feeling the back of her neck start to burn from the sun's rays imbedding their heat into her skin. "You can blame yourself on that one."

"She mad?"

"Didn't you hear me?" the brunette questioned, shrugging her tanning shoulders. "I helped her get over it," the eighteen year old winked.

Aaron glared hard at his baby sister. "Grandi occhi," he warned, his voice deepening just as his father's would when he was about to give them a lecture. "Not funny."

"Imagine how good she'd be," Emily winked.

"Emily!"

The younger brunette laughed heartily at the look of disgust on her brother's face and walked back into the suite, picking up her beach bag from the floor. "Well Jennifer's feeling better and promised me a day on the boardwalk a mile down. You wanna come?"

Aaron grimaced. "And watch you two digest each other's tongues all day? No thanks."

"Well if you change your mind," she winked, opening up the hotel door and leaning against it. "Thank you though, Aaron. I know what you were trying to do." Emily bit her lip and nodded to the older boy. "I love you."

"Yeah, you better."

Emily shared a smile with her brother before making her way down to the front of the hotel, seeing the beautiful blond she had loved spending so much time with pull up in a Mustang. "What is this?" she gasped, walking slowly up to the car and running her fingers along the shining paint.

Jennifer gave the brunette a smirk, reaching over the console and opening the door for her. "Change of plans. You want to ride along the coast with me?"