"I dreamt about you last night"
JJ laughed at the image before her. Penelope and Morgan were attempting to teach Spencer the electric slide and it was going terribly in spectacular fashion. She had missed going out with the team. Between having a baby at home, her job, and her boyfriend getting on her about an answer to his marriage proposal and desire for her to quit the BAU for something "safer," she had been wound pretty tightly these days.
She and Will had been having a lot of problems as of late, but she hadn't told anyone. She knew in her heart that it wasn't going to last much longer, but the idea of raising a child on her own terrified her. Despite their frequent arguments about what JJ should be doing with their relationship and what she should be doing as a career, he was a good man. He was safe. She frowned at that thought and pushed it away as quickly as it had come up. Across from her, Emily seemed intensely focused on divesting the label from her beer bottle, a nervous habit.
"What's wrong?" JJ asked, raising an eyebrow in amusement when Emily looked up sheepishly and stopped fiddling with her bottle.
"Just thinking." She replied nonchalantly with a shrug of her shoulders, but her body language was tense.
JJ nudged one of Emily's feet with her own under the table. "Talk to me, Em."
Emily shook her head for a moment and sighed. "I dreamt about you last night." She said softly. It was clear that hadn't been what she'd intended to say by the perturbed look on her face.
"Was it bad?" JJ asked equally as quiet, refraining from covering Emily's hands with her own when she started messing with the paper label again.
"No…" she trailed off, rolling her tongue over her lower lip briefly. "Yeah." She amended faintly.
They had just come off a case where the victims had all been women who were blonde haired, blue eyed, and petite. None of them could help but see JJ in their victimology, but it seemed Emily had not shaken it off yet. JJ reached across the table and stilled one of Emily's hands by curling their fingers together. "I'm okay." She said, squeezing Emily's fingers and ducking her head to meet Emily's gaze.
"I know," Emily sighed. "I just…I couldn't…"
"I know." JJ interrupted with an understanding nod. They stared at each other for several long moments, not saying anything. Not needing to say anything. Finally, Emily smiled and gave JJ's fingers a squeeze before retracting her hand. JJ tried not to think about how much she missed the contact already.
"You want another beer?"
JJ shook her head and lifted the half full one in her hand, watching Emily slip off to the front of the bar.