TITLE: Criminal Minds – "Darkest Days" (A sequel to Behind the Mask)

AUTHOR: D M Harper

SUMMARY: Agent Prentiss is forced to face her secretive past when it threatens the safety of her BAU colleagues and her beloved family.

RATING: For Mature Readers.

DISCLAIMER: This story was conjured up for reading entertainment only. No money has exchanged hands or bank accounts. There is no profit gained, just fancy flights of imagination. There is no intention to infringe on the copyright of CBS Television Studios or creator Jeff Davis. This writing does feature consensual sexual interaction between two females, so if you are underage or unable to view due to restrictions in your part of the world, be gone and take my sympathy with you. If you find such material offensive, too bad, so sad, you chose to enter this web site of your own free will; hence you have no one to whine to except yourself or a parent if you are caught, so bugger off!

A/N: Please find them time to review and feed the Muse. Happy times!


Chapter 32

"Mommy!" hollered Jarrod and Samantha enthusiastically as Jillian approached.

"Hey there my darlings, are you ready to see mama?"

"Love mama," responded the toddlers while jumping up and on the building's doorstep.

Grace looked to Jillian and smiled when the blonde said, "Everything is going to be fine and I'm amazed the kids are clean faced."

There was a roll of eyes and a shake of the head from Grace, "You should have seen them two minutes ago."

With hand on hips, Samantha commented, "Me yucky."

Reaching down, Jillian picked her up and tickled under her ribs, "I bet you were Little Miss."

Lifting Jarrod onto her right hip, Grace followed Jillian inside then to the elevator. Stepping into the vacant car, the foursome travelled to the fourth floor before alighting when the doors slid back.

A grinning Emily was standing outside her flat and both children screeched, "Mama, mama love you."

Running to meet them, Emily leaned in and kissed them on the cheeks and unashamedly cried, "Mama loves you two so much; I missed you every day."

"Hug mama," demanded Jarrod while wiggling in Grace's arms.

Complying, Emily took hold of him and snuggled him into her right shoulder. Smothering his head with soft pecks, she asked, "Did you go on a plane Little Man?"

"Grandma's big plane mama."

Emily noticed her daughter had her face buried in Jillian's neck, "I see she is less forgiving. It's so good to see you again Grace; you look well."

"Hello Emily and you have been missed by us all. If you will excuse me, I'll go bring up the bags then be on my way to my mother's?"

"You're not staying with us?" enquired Emily with arched brows.

"I'll leave it for Jillian to explain," replied the nanny as she headed for the lift.

Emily glanced at her wife, "Later with suffice, but now it's time to eat then read a bedtime story."

Lifting her head, Samantha furrowed her forehead at Emily, "Bad mama, no story."

Her brother reached out and gently slapped her on the arm, "Bad Sama, love mama. Mama good, no be mad."

With an expression of shock, Samantha bawled; Jarrod followed, "Love mama, miss mama."

Emily joined in the tear fest and took Jarrod inside. To Jillian's surprise a cushioned play mat had been spread out on the lounge room floor and it was littered with a variety of building blocks, vehicles, farm animals and stuffed hedgehogs.

The twins stopped crying as they eyed the toys and Samantha stretched her hands out to Emily, "Love mama, play?"

"Me play too," squealed Jarrod as he his feet were placed onto the polished floorboards.

Cuddling Samantha, Emily kissed the top of her head before putting her down. The twins ran to the toys and swiftly forgot about their parents.

"I'll go help Grace," suggested Jillian through her tears.

Drying her own tears, Emily gave silent thanks to her mother in-law for making Jillian see sense. Watching her children, she tittered when Samantha hugged Jarrod and declared, "Mama good, mommy good, Jar good."

Nodding, Jarrod replied, "Sama good too, love Sama."

Not to be outdone, Samantha added, "Love mama, love mommy, love Jar, love Grace, love nana, love pop, love grandma."

The word challenge made Emily roar with laughter.

Jarrod returned to constructing with Lego then mumbled, "Love Serg."

Firing he next salvo, Samantha uttered, "Love Henry, love Jen, love Will."

Grace and Jillian re-entered the flat and Grace turned to Emily, "This game goes on for some time."

On cue, Jarrod proclaimed, "Love Adrian, love Josie, love Geoffrey, love Jess." He folded his arms across his chest and dared his sister to continue.

With a giggle, she rattled off, "Love Der, love Jack, love Aaron, love Dave, love Ash, love Spen, love Pen, love Erin."

An expression of satisfaction ghosted over Jarrod's face as he ended the battle, "Love Lex."

In reply, Samantha got up and dive bombed her sibling in a fit of the chuckles. Jarrod tickled her on the stomach in response then stated, "Love Sama."

"And that is the end of the show," clarified Grace as she joined the twins and kissed them goodbye.

"Bye bye Grace," the pair chorused after hugs.

"Behave you little rascals," she advised in parting.

Emily embraced her before Jillian walked her downstairs to the waiting limousine.

Busying herself with serving dinner, Emily waited for Jillian to return before saying, "Honey, there are two booster seats in the last room down the hall."

Following the directions, Jillian opened the door to a room that was obviously intended for the twins. Wallpaper with cartoon characters covered the walls and two single beds were set up two feet from each other.

Collecting the seats, Jillian went to the kitchen and placed them on the chairs where Disney placemats had been set up. In awe of her wife's foresight, Jillian ambled over to her and pulled her away from the counter and into her embrace, "You were pretty certain about me, weren't you?"

Her smile said it all, but Emily used her words also, "Yes sweetie." To prove the point, she kissed the blonde soundly.

The couple parted when Jarrod grabbed Emily's leg, "Yum, yum, hungry."

"Still takes after you in that department I see," joked Emily.

"He sure does and Samantha still demands."

Laughing, Emily swooped up her son and put him into one of the boosters. Jillian was still tittering as she settled Samantha into the other moments later.

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After witnessing her offspring devour their meals with gusto, Emily tidied up the dishes while Jillian took the kids for a bath. Once the dishwasher was loaded, Emily joined the trio in the bathroom. When the twins were clean, dried and dressed in pyjamas, their mothers took them into Emily's bedroom and plopped them onto the king size mattress.

Racing into the study, Emily returned carrying a large illustrated book and handed it over to Jillian, "I'll just warm up their milk."

She came back with two Sipper cups and passed them to the toddlers.

"Tank you mama," remarked Jarrod.

"Tank you mama," mimicked Samantha with a toothy grin.

"You're welcome," responded Emily as she took up position beside her son.

Opening the book, an ecstatic Jillian began to narrate and before she reached page ten; both tots were fast asleep and Emily was grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

Standing, Emily offered, "I'll put them to bed Jill. I've kind of missed their nightly ritual and want to soak it up as much as I can."

Fully understanding the emotions taking hold of her wife, Jillian consented, "Go ahead Em; I'll take a shower and try to wake up a little."

"Okay and everything you'll need is in the bathroom down the hall."

Smirking, Jillian jumped off the bed and proposed, "I was actually hoping my beautiful wife would join me in the ensuite for some much needed adult time."

With her heart overflowing with love and her tummy full of butterflies fluttering about like crazy, Emily gathered up Jarrod and ran out the door. She didn't need a second invite to resume intimacy with Jillian and once Samantha was tucked in; she raced to the bathroom adjoining the master bedroom. Her estranged spouse was already situated in the shower cubicle and Emily took a moment to admire the wondrous body on display behind the clear glass screen. For a brief second, she chastised herself for hurting Jillian with her hasty, selfish and somewhat stupid decision to move across the pond and leave the three people she cared the deepest for.

Stripping off her clothing, Emily joined Jillian and was immediately ambushed by a series of ravenous kisses. As tongues danced a slow waltz, Jillian's hands familiarised themselves with every delectable, well-toned inch of Emily's physique.

Emily counteracted with gentle caresses that explored much missed skin. When her wife covered her bosom with both hands, Emily's moans of pleasure turned guttural and Jillian responded by palming the pliant and generous flesh lovingly.

Just when she thought her mind was ready to explode, Emily groaned when Jillian removed her hands and broke the kiss.

"I need more room baby," she implored while lifting Emily against her stomach. "I need to feel all of you Em."

Reaching forward, Emily turned off the water then opened the screen door.

Jillian carried her to the bench top and sat her down upon the slate surface. Grabbing a towel from the rack, she threw it over Emily's shoulder before sinking to her knees.

Emily parted her thighs and invited her lover's skilled mouth to her centre. She gripped Jillian's head as warm lips absorbed swollen labia. "Yes sweetheart," coaxed a near delirious brunette. "That's the spot my love. Oh … good … god that feels incredible."

Taking Emily back and forth towards release for over twelve minutes, Jillian was finally ready to give in to the pleas. As violent spasms took control of Emily's extremities, Jillian cried when there was a flood of thick white fluid into her mouth.

Thinking her wife had had her fill while catching her breath; Emily was taken aback when two strong, long fingers entered her and twisted against the ridged inner muscles. She was done the second Jillian engulfed her still stiff clitoris with her lips. Screaming out, Emily's orgasm reached its crescendo and she was left a quivering mess.

Getting to her feet, Jillian tenderly dried off Emily then towelled off herself.

Recovering slowly, Emily stretched out a trembling hand and stroked Jillian's face, "I adore this side of you Jill; don't ever take it away?"

"I promise and I really do like your full Monty."

Looking down, Emily confessed, "I had it done this afternoon just for you."

"Well, I fully appreciate the thought and am now taking you to bed for act two."

"Oh, I love you."

"Of course you do," Jillian smugly returned. "It is just fortunate that I can forgive you so easily because of my love for you."

Tears rimmed Emily's eyes, "I am eternally grateful for that certain trait of yours and will never hurt you again."

"I know," acknowledged a smiling Jillian while picking up Emily and heading for the bed. "I think we have both learnt a lot about ourselves during this separation."

"And each other," added a shaking Emily.

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Emily took several hours to bestow reverence upon Jillian and it was near midnight when both women found sleep. The couple lay intertwined, and for the first time neither of them woke during the night due to unpleasant dreams or the basic longing for one another. As they slept, their hearts mended and Emily's lips curved into a smile as her subconscious played a myriad of memories; reminding her of what she came close to losing.

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