Emily got in the shower and let the water splashing over her body wash away the memory of JJ's imagined death. "Get over yourself, Prentiss." she reprimanded herself. "It was just a dream, JJ is not dead, with luck nor will she be for a long time. In the meantime you have to learn to get over this silly crush you have on her, she is straight and even if she wasn't she would never be interested in you." Emily sighed and grabbed the shower gel, she began trying to clean off her crush as well as any dirt that may have accumulated on her body in the last 24 hours.

Jennifer Jareau stood before her closet: searching for something to wear, she wanted to wear something that would get her noticed by Emily, but not attract the unwanted attention from men that she always dreaded receiving. "Snap the hell out of it, Jareau! Emily will NEVER even take a second look at you, she is straight and even if she wasn't she would never be interested in you. You need to get over this stupid crush you have on her, it's unhealthy." she sighed and picked out a black shirt and grey pants, she pulled them on and picked up her cell, dialing Emily's number.

Emily had just got out of the shower when her cell started buzzing on her dresser she picked it up, the caller I.D told her it was Jennifer; she was not in the mood to deal with her right now, but she was going to see her in half an hour anyway, so it would seem odd if she didn't answer.

"Jennifer, Hi." Said Emily, putting on her best 'Phone Voice'. JJ smiled at Emily's use of her name, no-one else took the time to refer to her as Jennifer, even her parents called her JJ, this was one of the things she must learn to stop loving about the other woman.

"Hey, Em." JJ replied, putting a smile onto Emily's face. Emily had been brought up to refer to people as Sir or Madam, because her mother was the Ambassador, or to use their proper forename, so she had never liked people calling her Em, it seemed that Miss Jennifer Jareau was an exception to this rule, because Emily loved the personal way JJ addressed her.

"How are you?" Emily asked, genuinely concerned about JJ's well-being, something she must learn to control.

"I'm great thanks. How are you?" JJ replied, trying to keep her nerve and not confess her feelings, which even now was hard to do.

"I've been better, if I'm honest." Emily replied, not wanting to lie to JJ. JJ's stomach dropped, she tried to fight off the worry that was beginning to fill her

"Oh, What's wrong?" She asked, trying to sound as casual as possible.

"Oh, nothing, just that I'm head over heels in love with you and I can never tell you, and I had a nightmare about watching you die last night, and I'm panicking because whenever I'm around you I feel like I'm going to burst into tears and die inside. Other than that I'm great." Emily thought, but then sighed and simply answered

"Nothing really, I'm just being stupid." JJ laughed, Emily and stupid were two things that definitely did not go together, the thought of it was just wrong.

"Oh, come on, Em. You can tell me, we're not at work so you can stop with the 'Emily Prentiss Resident Bad-Ass' routine. What's wrong?" Emily felt a little hurt at JJ's comment, and the other woman's blatant disregard for her pride, but this was Jennifer Jareau she was speaking to, so it was hard to stay mad for too long.

"I had a nightmare, Okay? Just a dumb nightmare, like little kids have. Just a stupid, dumb, wimpy nightmare." Emily almost ended the call but JJ's voice came through calm and relaxing, and knocked all the embarrassment out of her, replacing it will pure and unconditional, unavoidable love for the other woman.

"Whoa, Em, calm down, honey. We all have nightmares from time to time, it doesn't mean we are any less Bad-Ass," The Bad-Ass comment made Emily laugh. "It doesn't make me think any less of you. Heck, some of the nightmares I've had recently, completely stupid," Her mind turned to the nightmare she had experienced the week before, Emily had been drowning, and however deep she dived or swam she couldn't get withing reach of her, and had inevitably watched the love of her life die. "You would be shocked at what goes on in my dreams, most of them are utterly ridiculous, I'm so stupid."

"Oh Jennifer," thought Emily. "Nothing you had anything to do with could ever be stupid, I love you." instead she settled for a more light-hearted response:

"Well, Jennifer, my nightmare was rather dumb."

"What happened?" Emily panicked, not sure how to tell JJ about her nightmare without revealing her feelings.

"Just someone I'm interested in died." "Oh God! It Sounds even more stupid when I say it out loud." Emily thoughtJJ's heart sank when she found out that Emily was interested in someone, not realizing it was her,

"Don't worry, Em. Your secret is safe with me, and I still think you're bad-ass as hell." Emily laughed at JJ referring to her as Bad-ass again. "Anyway, I need to get ready, see you later."

"Goodbye, Jennifer" Emily replied, ending the phone call and drifting off into a daydream about JJ.

Emily only had ten minutes left to get ready and she still wasn't dressed. Rushing to be ready on time she picked out a white shirt and grey pants, not realising that she was about to turn up to breakfast looking like a negative version of JJ. Her hair was dry but had decided to be unruly, falling in a tangled clump down Emily's back. Emily groaned, she did not have time to sort her hair out, and opted instead to brush it back into a ponytail. She went to brush her teeth, the strong mint tingled inside her mouth, when she had finished brushing she spat the last of her toothpaste into the sink and looked up at herself in the bathroom mirror.

"Great." she thought, "I look like a seventeen year old." to most women this would be a blessing, but to Emily Prentiss, who had spent years trying to be treated as a mature, intelligent woman, this was a curse.