A/N - Hey guys! So time for another chapter, I have no idea where I'm going with this story anymore I think. I have some kind of idea where I want it to end up, but who knows how we are going to get there. I suppose we will find out together. I am completely overwhelmed with everyone's continued support of this fic, I can't believe that people actually think that this is good, or how amazing, kind and supportive the people I've met through this story are. I am dedicating this chapter to a reader who has reviewed a lot recently, Elphiemolizbethbau I think... Gurl, you cray, but thanks for the reviews, I am flattered, and you are also my new favourite person. Thank you, again, for anyone who reviews, I appreciate it, don't be afraid to drop me a line either, I'm usually around somewhere. Anyway, I got way too sidetracked by everything. I hope everyone is enjoying the story so far, on with this chapter. ~ R. :)

"Agent Jareau, I can't tell you how happy I am that you're okay, I hope it goes without saying that you can take as much time off as you need, and please don't hesitate to call me if you need anything at all." Hotch said, half out of the door. The team had been there collectively for over an hour now, and although he had expressed his desire to stay with the ill blonde, JJ knew that the man had priorities, a wife and a child who needed caring for more than she did, so she had sent him away. She lay her palms down flat against the sterile, blue bedspread and offered him a weak smile and a nod as he exited.

"Thank you all for coming to see me, but I can assure you that I am absolutely fine, in fact, I'm sure I'll be back on my feet, back at work even, before the week is out." JJ assured the people surrounding her; her gaze shifting between them all equally, but perhaps being caught on a particular brunette for a few seconds too long. That brunette just shook her head and stood from her seated position at the end of her girlfriend's bed.

"No, Jennifer, you won't." She said sternly, but with a caring look in her eyes. She crossed her arms across her chest before continuing to speak. "There is no way on this earth I am letting you back to the office in the next two weeks." JJ felt a slight shiver run down her spine

"Well, Em, if that means you're volunteering to look after me - by which I mean positively wait on me hand and foot - for the next fourteen days, then go ahead and do it." JJ quirked an eyebrow sassily at her girlfriend, and smirked. The eye contact between the two women became also magnetic, and Emily began to feel the hairs on her neck raise, shifting her grip on the rails of JJ's hospital bed in a desperate effort to tether herself to it before she fell into her girlfriend's beautiful deep blue eyes.

"If that's what it takes..." Emily replied slowly, pausing to take a lip between her teeth, yet never breaking the eye contact. JJ felt a second shiver run down her back as her girlfriend's smooth voice dancing with the tangible serenity in the room. "then I'll be there. Every day." The end of Emily's speech came out unspoken, but JJ knew that Emily was telling her that she loved her. JJ sent a soft smile back towards the brunette and felt her eyes beginning to burn with tears, not of pain or sadness, but utter shock and joy at the woman before her actually loving her; JJ wasn't sure that she would ever be used to that feeling.

"I love you too, more than you could know." The smile said, Emily turned her head away from the blonde, realizing that her own eyes were beginning to water at her girlfriend's sincere words.

There were so many layers to that smile, the smile that the sheer thought of Emily elicited in the blonde, a layer of appreciation for the other woman's beauty, a layer of respect for her intellect and manner, a layer of longing for her mind and body, a layer of comfort in their shared life, a layer begging for the brunette's love, a layer of offering her family for the other woman's taking, and although JJ may not want to admit it just yet, or acknowledge this wish she had, somewhere, perhaps not so deep down, a layer that said "Take me. Be with me. Marry me."The blonde could only hope that the small facial gesture would some how manage to communicate this huge weight of emotions and desires that she had placed on it's shoulders. JJ felt herself tense up as she searched Emily's face for an answer, aware that she had been staring at the brunette for some time, and not wanting to spike suspicion in the rest of the team.

The blonde only reacted when the other woman walked closer to her and placed a hand gently on her shoulder. JJ brought her head up to meet her girlfriend's gaze, viewing a smile, wide from ear to ear on the brunette's face. She let her head fall again in comfort as the other woman's fingers adjusted their grip on her shoulders. Emily's eyes crinkle to allow for further stretching of her lips.

"I told you; I'll be there. I will always be there for you Jennifer. You trust me don't you?" JJ nodded feverishly at this question.

"Of course I trust you. I trust you with my life." Emily's smile widened, she moved her hand to place two fingers under the blonde's chin and lift the other woman's gaze to meet her own again.

"Good, because by God, Jennifer Jareau, I love you." Emily placed a hand on either side of JJ's head, pausing only momentarily while her girlfriend did the same to her.

"I love you too." JJ cried, feeling her girlfriend's gravity as Emily let her head fall towards the blonde's, capturing JJ's lips between hers in a fiery kiss.

The team looked on, shocked, at the two women, who were now caught in a very loving and passionate, but decidedly private movement. Although Emily and JJ knew the team were there, they had both blocked them out ages ago. None of the remaining team members knew what to do, or how to react to this display, none except for Garcia, who slowly ushered them out. First Reid, and Rossi, until just one was left. She took a muscled arm in her hand and tugged at it gently.

"Come on, Baby boy. Momma's got better treats for you at home." She whispered into Derek's ear, leaving a soft kiss on his temple as she pulled him from his chair.

A/N - So Jemily with slight Garcia/Morgan undertones, perhaps I'll write a sequel for them or something, check back with me on that one.

NEGL this chapter took me a month to write because SOMEONE keeps distracting me from writing... And my laptop keeps deleting my progress. I hope you enjoyed it though. ~ R. :)