"So what should we do?" Emily was sitting in JJ's living room, talking to JJ who was in the kitchen making drinks.

"Oh…I don't know. I'm sure we'll think of something." JJ said with a mischievous grin and one eyebrow cocked, carrying the drinks over to where Emily sat.

Emily grinned back. "Oh yeah? Like what?"

"No idea!" JJ grinned even wider as she put the drinks down on the coffee table then plopped down on the couch and leaned in to Emily, lightly brushing Emily's lips with her own. She leaned back again. "Do you have any idea how sexy you are?" She asked, her eyes sweeping lustfully over Emily's body.

Emily blushed. "No. But it can't be half as sexy as you are!" Emily pulled JJ to her and kissed her, harder than their last kiss had been.

"You're." Kiss. "Wrong." Kiss. JJ was loving this. It felt so perfect, so comfortable. Emily had gone home the night before and grabbed some clean clothes, then come back to JJ's house and slept there. They hadn't done anything. They had just talked and cried and slept. They had sorted some things out though. As federal agents they had decided it was best to keep their private lives private as much as possible. They'd both agreed that they'd probably try to do that anyway, no matter who they were dating. They came to grips with the fact that Reid and Rossi would probably figure them out in the near future, and they decided they wouldn't deny anything if confronted, but would otherwise continue to behave the same as they always did. They would demand respect like they always had and they felt certain that their team members would show them the respect they deserved.

JJ had cried for what had seemed like hours last night. She had had so many pent up emotions, some happy, some sad, some angry, that she had just needed to cry. Emily had held her tightly and cried some as well. Afterwards they'd felt so exhausted that they'd both fallen into deep sleeps still in each other's arms.

JJ had awoken feeling refreshed. It felt like she was embarking on a new life. Emily had seemed to awake with the same fresh outlook. JJ leaned back into Emily, and sipped her coffee. Emily slid one hand around JJ's waist, pulling her closer, and rested it comfortably on JJ's stomach.

"I love you." Emily said softly into JJ's hair.

JJ smiled. "I love you too…I can't believe I really feel that way. I mean I can, it's just been so long. The last person I said 'I love you' to in a romantic way was back in college."

"Oh yeah? What happened?" Emily asked sounding suddenly very interested.

"It didn't end well. He was my best friend at the time's brother and he cheated on me, but when I broke up with him he told his sister that it was me who'd cheated, so she never spoke to me again. I don't know which hurt worse: being cheated on, or losing my best friend." JJ grew sad at the memory and Emily held her even closer.

"I'm sorry."

JJ tilted her head and looked up into Emily's eyes. "I'm not. I'd say it worked out pretty well for both of us, wouldn't you?"

Emily grinned at her. "Yeah. I definitely would." She kissed JJ lightly on the lips.

"So what about you?" JJ asked becoming curious.

"What about me?"

"When was the last time you told someone you loved them?"

"Besides you just now?" Emily inquired with a grin.

"Yes. Besides me." JJ rolled her eyes but couldn't help but smile.

"Hmmm…" Emily considered the question. "I don't know. Probably Jamie. This guy I dated about four or five years ago…there was no messy breakup or anything. We just grew apart. I'm not sure I was ever really in love with him though. I know I said it to him, but even at the time it seemed kind of hollow. Not at all how it is with you."

JJ smiled at Emily's implication. Emily really did love her. It warmed her heart. Love and happiness welled up inside of her. More questions popped into JJ's head. She wanted to know all about Emily. Before, when they'd just been colleagues, they'd never really talked about their personal lives. Not really. Not in depth.

"How old were you when you had your first kiss?" JJ asked.

"Ten." Emily stated simply.

"Ten?? You're kidding! A real kiss at ten??" JJ asked incredulously.

"Well, when I was ten, this little French boy came up and kissed me right on the lips at a park in Paris. But my first real kiss?...hmm…It was at the embassy Christmas part. Charlie Logan." Emily sighed. "He was thirteen and I thought he was the cutest guy I'd ever seen. His dad worked for my mom. What about your first kiss?"

"JJ blushed. "I didn't have my first kiss until I was fourteen. Eric Jones, seven minutes in heaven, at Jessica Legado's party. I was so nervous. I must have had like three boxes of tic tac's in anticipation of that game. I know, I know. I'm such a dork." JJ said when Emily started giggling.

"Nah. I think that's adorable."

They both giggled a little then sat there snuggling in a comfortable silence as they drank their coffee for a few minutes.

"As long as we're talking firsts and lasts and whatnot…what about…" Emily started, but then trailed off.

"What about what?" JJ asked, curious as to what Emily's question would have been.

"Nothing. I was just gonna be nosey, but thought better of it." Emily said and kissed the side of JJ's head.

"No, come on, ask me." JJ was even more curious about what the question was going to be now. She sat up and faced Emily.

"I was just gonna ask what about your first time?"

"Oh." JJ blushed deeply. "Ha. Well…it was when I was young and dumb." She glanced at Emily who was looking at her expectantly, waiting for her to continue. JJ sighed. She'd never been horribly good at talking about sex, although Garcia's quest for details about any of JJ's dates over the past couple of years had made her a little better about discussing things like this. "I started dating this guy when I was fifteen. He was on the guy's soccer team so we talked sports a lot. Well, anyway, on our one year anniversary, when I was sixteen, we decided we should sleep together. I thought I loved him and that it would be special and bring us closer together, but we were kids. It was awkward as hell. We ended up breaking up two months later." JJ was looking at her hands, still blushing.

"Aw…babe. I'm sorry. Your stories are depressing. Well, the first kiss was cute, but the other two…that sucks." Emily reached out and took one of JJ's hands, squeezing it tight.

"Ha. They're not that bad. So, I've answered…what about you?" JJ asked, turning the tables on Emily.

"Ah, well…I was eighteen and it was another embassy party actually. One of the guys on my mom's security detail was only twenty-two and he was hot. I mean really hot. So I'd flirt with him on and off, and at the party we hooked up and he ended up taking me back to his room, and voila…goodbye virginity." Emily said, blushing slightly herself.

"Oh yeah? How was he?" JJ asked, raising her eyebrow.

"He was pretty good, I gotta say. It was the next two guys who had no skills. But anyway, I'm more interested in the next person I'm gonna sleep with, because I have this feeling that it's going to be absolutely incredible." Emily winked at JJ, who turned beet red.

Emily scooted closer on the couch to JJ and leaned in for a kiss. JJ tentatively took Emily's lips in hers. The light kiss gave her goose bumps and she deepened the kiss. She found herself becoming nervous. She knew exactly where this was going to lead and she wasn't sure she was ready. She pulled back.
"Let's go bowling." She suggested. She'd said it on impulse, just something to get them out of the house. Something to put them in an environment where they'd be forced to control their hormones.

"Bowling?" Emily looked at her in surprise.

"Yeah. Why not. We have the rest of the week together. Let's go out and do something fun this afternoon." JJ replied.

"I was thinking we might stay in and do something fun." Emily winked at JJ who blushed. "But I haven't been bowling in forever. It sounds fun. Let's finish our drinks and go."

JJ relaxed a little, leaned back and sipped her coffee.