A/N - Does writing this story make me slightly sadistic? This chapter isn't going to be very long, you're looking at 500 words max, but I'm busy and tired so please don't judge me. By the way, for the person reading this who knows what I'm talking about, you would never have guessed, because your name isn't a number. ~ R.
"Uh, I'm Emily." The brunette said, her hand sliding from JJ's and tears starting to fall down her face. "We're uh qeuite close friends, do you not remember me?"
"Em, Em, Please don't cry." JJ said softly, slowly raising a hand to wipe the tears from her girlfriend's eyes. "Of course I remember you, I was kidding. Oh my god, baby. I'm sorry, I love you." A concerned look spread across JJ's face as she realized that she had made her girlfriend cry. Emily took JJ's hand back in her own and leaned down to kiss her girlfriend softly on the lips.
"I love you." Emily replied gently, placing another kiss on JJ's lips. After a few seconds of increasingly heated kissing, Emily felt JJ begin to become breathless beneath her, and broke away quickly. "Are you okay? Should I get the nurse or something?" She asked nervously, taking her hand from within JJ's and placing it on the blonde's forehead.
"No, baby I'm fine, honestly, you just take my breath away." JJ replied smoothly, pulling the brunette back down towards her and planting a soft, quick kiss on the other woman's lips. "What happened to me though? I remember going to bed last night and then waking up here today with loads of people rushing around me and nobody explaining what actually happened."
"Well, I'm not sure if I should be telling you this or not, but they told me that they think you have some kind of epilepsy or something." Emily answered gently, smoothing down her girlfriend's hair as she spoke, as if to soothe the other woman, even though she knew that she was probably calming herself much more than she could ever be calming JJ. "I'm so sorry, Jennifer."She spoke solemnly, kissing her girlfriend's hand as she delivered the news.
"Oh, right okay, well that needs to go on my record, have you spoken to Hotch yet?" The blonde asked nervously, her mouth working at the rate of knots. "I don't suppose he'll want me on the team anymore"
"No, I haven't spoken to him, Garcia should have called him by now, it's a wonder the whole team is not already here." As if on clue, a certain bespectacled someone burst into the room followed by 4 more of their colleagues, of which a tall muscular black man was cradling JJ's son. Their sudden entrance caused the two women to break apart quickly, and Emily fell backwards into the bedside chair, letting out a sigh of relief.