The Innocence Of Love

by jennifersjareau

Emily Prentiss and Jennifer Jareau were bestfriends, and they had been since the day they met. But there was something there, despite both of them wanting to ignore this. The two women fight crime, but will they be able to keep their feelings to themselves, or will it all come crashing down? While their feelings may seem innocent, it's up to them to decide what to do with them.

3. Chapter 3

JJ opened the doors single bed hotel room in a hurry, quickly slamming them behind her. She set her bags and keys on the bed, and threw the coffee cup, now empty, into the gray trash can, with the logo of "The DoubleTree Hotel." engraved on the side. Taking off her blazer, she slowly made her way to the bathroom, pulling her ruffled white blouse over head head, her long blonde hair being pulled along too. She entered the bathroom, the golden light fixtures casting an almost dingey glow to the beige painted walls and tile floors. Spreading open the shower curtains, she turned on the shower head and stepped into one of the only places she could stand to think. Letting the warm water hit her face, her thoughts drifted off to her marriage. Her two smiling little boys, her perfectly groomed front yard, markings on the wood of her bench from her children's trains and legos. She thought about the first time she saw her husband, and knew that she wanted to be with him for the last time. Thoughts clouded her mind of discovering she was pregnant with her son, Henry, and the Joy that came with this. She thought about the feeling of pure bliss she felt watching her son learning how to ride a bike. The memories of Henry holding his little brother for the first time. She thought about how hard coming home from hard cases was, and how her husband was there to comfort her. But suddenly, without warning, another thought entered her mind. She was having her first dance with her husband on their wedding day, when she saw her bestfriend, Emily Prentiss, looking at her. She was swaying to the beat of the music, holding the gazde that Emily had on her, when she realized that behind the happy look she was giving JJ, there was a hint of sadness and longing underneath the look the brunette wa giving her. `But before being able to try to understand the look she was being given, her body was turned on beat to the music, her dress swirling right along with her. The warm water starting to turn cold brought her back from her thoughts. She was beginning to feel cold and decided that it was time to get dressed and go over her case files for the next day. Reaching up, she turned the shower head to the right, turning the water off. Stepping out of the steamy shower, and grabbing a fluffy towel provided by the hotel she was staying at, she wrapped her body in a silent embrace, shrugging her shoulders in a desperate attempt to keep her body warm. She walked back into the main part of her hotel room looking for her favorite flannel shirt to wear to bed that made her feel the most cozy no matter where she went.

The next morning was filled with meetings, case reviewing, crime-scene visits, and trips to the morgue when there was an incoming call from Garcia. Emily answered, prepared for the worst. "Garcia, what's up?" She asked. "Oh dear DEEmily…. That is a question with many answers." Garcia laughed, her purple butterfly hair clip coming loose in her blonde hair. "Care to venture one of them?" Emily questioned, tapping her pen on the oakwood desk impatiently. "Oh, don't get cocky Prentiss. Of course I have an answer for you. But before I tell you what I have in regard to th3e single parents organizations, there's been another murder." Reid sighed, rubbing his head in disappointment.

"The victim's name was Malia Robertson. 24 year old single mom to Michael Robertson. The father of the 8 year old child was Justin Lorrinton. He left when Michael was only 6 months old, and hasn't made contact with Malia or Michael since then. Authorities just contacted him and sent dispatch offeicecfdededers to his last known address in Nevada." Garcia reported. "Where was the victim found and how do we know that it's our UnSubs work?" Tara asked. "Both of the earlier victims were single mothers in their twenties, found murdered in semi-public places. They were all stabbed and they all had children between the ages of 1-10 and they were all not there during the time of the murders." Garcia responded, flipping through files looking for what looked like crime scene photos. She held one of them up. "Her body was found outside a local dive bar called Dave's Dive. She was found with 15 stab wounds, most on the front of her body, four on the back. She was found laying on her stomach, and the ME reports that she was in fact killed there, the sameway the others were. She ultimately died of blood loss and her estimated time of death was 11:42 pm. Judging by the hours the bar was open, and the time she was found, it made sense that she was dead around that time." Garcia explained, occasionally looking down at the photos disappointed. "We could have saved her." She said, clicking off the video call. Everybody went silent for a moment. Reid, oblivious to the situation asked "What's wrong with her?" Emily looked up at him, annoyed. JJ stifled a laugh. Luke smiled, Tara tilted her head at him, questioning, almost asking if he had heard himself. Rossi laughed. "Wow kid. I almost forgot how oblivious you could be." The team laughed. Not at him, but at the memories that Rossi's comment brought up. Reid held his hands up in defeat. "Okay, okay. I'm innocent." He smiled, poking fun at himself. "Innocent until proven guilty." JJ pointed out, laughing at her own joke. Emily laughed too. Not only because of the joke, but because of the cute way that JJ's nose scrunched up when she laughed. JJ smiled at her, and for a minute- just a minute, Emily forgot all of her problems.