Chapter 3: So you will be My Prince

"I know I asked you a lot lately, and I really, really appreciate everything you've done for me but… could you stay? Just for a couple of hours…"

"Of course I can stay."

It was now nearly midnight and she could see JJ fighting with the sleep but she wouldn't go to bed.

"I can use the couch you know?" Emily said out of the blue.

JJ stopped, looking surprised, and then shook her head. "No. I can't ask you that. I've done so much already. But your right, we should both go to …"

Emily had left her sit and has now bending over JJ, one hand on the back of her armchair, the other resting against her chest. "I'm not here out of pity or duty JJ, I'm here 'cause I want to. So fell free to ask me anything. If I don't want to, I'll tell you, I won't force myself ok? That's not really my style."

That was a lie! But that was the sweetest she had ever heard. JJ grabbed her friend and pulled her down against her, holding her tight, in a thank you hug. Emily had to half sit on JJ laps not to fall but hugged her back. Then the blue eyed woman released her and got up.

"Got back home. Get a good night sleep. I'll see you tomorrow at the office."

That night was a real nightmare. Rolling in her bed, she couldn't stop thinking about JJ. Was she sleeping? Was she crying in her bed? Was she just ok without her? Was Lamontagne haunting her dreams? Does she miss me as much as I miss her? She fell asleep at 4 am, completely exhausted.

Two weeks passed, and JJ and Emily were closer and closer. Garcia and Derek even started calling them "the twins", mostly to annoy Emily. And then two more weeks and The Twins became "the hot twins" in Morgan mouth, which every time assured him a Garcia-joke about his fantasies.

Emily was discreetly keeping an eye on Lamontagne. Just to be sure that his new colleagues were treating him the way he deserved. And she was quite pleased with them. She wouldn't forget to send them a Christmas card.

Her relationship with JJ was just wonderful, even if the "weaning", as Rossi called it, had been hard. She felt like she had that teenage BOF she never managed to have, without the out loud giggling and the over demonstrative affection. And JJ seemed to feel the same way about her.

It was a horrible day of storm and rain when Prentiss and Morgan came back from a crime scene, soaking wet. JJ immediately grabbed a towel that the officers had prepared for the unfortunate souls who would have to come back under the heavy rain.

"You're going to catch a cold." She put the towel on Emily's head, rubbing it gently to make her hair dry.

"Hey! I was under the storm too." Morgan complained.

"Sorry Derek, she probably didn't notice that you had any hair to dry." Prentiss said, making JJ giggled quietly.

"That's discrimination you know that!" Morgan grabbed a towel for himself, putting his damp coat to dry on a chair.

"Thanks JJ." Emily told her.

"No problem," she answered with a smile. And that smile somehow broke something inside Emily.

To that smile she wanted to answer with a kiss.

From that moment Prentiss started to put some distance between JJ and her. She didn't want to ruin their relationship and what she was starting to feel was exactly the kind of thing that could do so. But there was no way she could just get away from JJ; especially as she didn't want the blonde agent to understand what was going on or to feel rejected.

Normally she would have been able to keep her feelings inside a box until they fade only JJ somehow constantly managed to open the box and let everything jump of it like clown attached to a spring.

The more she saw her and the more she wanted to put her hair back behind her hears, take her hand in the street, kiss her on the cheek, or on the lips…

She didn't even want to think about it. Just burying everything deep inside her would have been far enough. But one night, they were out partying in a club, and JJ arrived in a beautiful and very revealing blue top, a necklace pending at the very low beginning of her breast, like an offered excuse to watch.

She dreamed of her that night, with less clothes and more proximity she would have allowed herself to think of, leaving her sheet a wet souvenir. Now she couldn't just forget about it, she had to fight it.

"What about a burger? Just you and me?" They were back from a case and every one had left, most of them having a date with their beds.

"Sorry JJ, but I think I'm going to go home."

"Are you sure everything is ok Em? I don't know I feel like you've been avoiding me lately."

"Av…No JJ, I'm just exhausted."

"Are you sure about that?" JJ gently squeezed Emily's arm, sending electricity throw her body. The raven haired agent roughly pulled back her arm.

"I'm fine. Good night JJ." She walked away thinking that she was leaving her friend completely confused.

A few days after that, the team was in a pub, drinking a little more than they should have. Rossi and Reid had stopped drinking after the third glass so they could bring back whoever wouldn't be able to drive. Garica and Kevin were doing a little more than just flirting and Morgan was surrounded by pretty, undulating, and half dressed young ladies. Hotch was home with his son.

The alcohol was making Prentiss relax and for the first time in a long time she was just enjoying the night. JJ grabbed her hand and leaded her out off the room, saying she needed a break, that the music was starting to give her a headache.

"You're ok JJ? You're not sick are you?" Prentiss asked once they were outside.

"No no. I needed a break that's all." She lay back against a car, looking at her friend.

"What?" Prentiss asked with an uncomfortable giggle.

"You look really good tonight."

"Thanks. So do you, just a usual." JJ smiled and said something very low, making Emily took a step forward. "Sorry? I didn't hear…" The blonde haired woman grabbed her by the waist, bringing her so close that their breast were pressed against each other's. She whispered in her ear.

"I said I like you a little bit drunk. You're more relaxed."

JJ brought her mouth very close, so their lips were lightly caressing. Then she stopped moving, waiting for Emily. After a few seconds, her heart pumping out of her chest, she raven-haired women closed her eyes and captured JJ's upper lip. She gave her back her kiss, tenderly following her lead. She didn't want to scare her. She made peace with herself a while ago but Emily didn't yet.

Prentiss cached the blonde's face in her hands and suddenly the kiss became deeper, more passionate. JJ pressed her hands on the other's woman's back, accenting the pressure on their lips. Emily's hands were exploring JJ's body like if they had a mind of their own. Gosh she wanted her so much, and now she could touch her, fell her, taste her. She wanted more, so much more.

Her hands slipped under JJ's top, climbing straight to her breast. JJ could fell her nipples get harder with the touch. Then, never breaking the kiss, Emily started undoing JJ belt. The kiss stopped, but she took her revenge on her neck.

"Emily wait…" But it was like she couldn't hear her. "Emily stop." JJ grabbed her wrist, stopping her totally and gently pushing her back. When she saw Prentiss's eyes her heart nearly brook.

"I… I'm sorry JJ. I don't know…" She took a few steps back, unable to look at her friend.

"No Em, please listen." JJ walked to her but Emily freaked out even more.

"I'm sorry. Just… forget about it."

"No Emily, listen to me. No!"

But Prentiss was rushing back into the crowded pub. JJ had to stop to put her top and her belt back in their proper position, and then run after her friend. But Emily had already taken her purse at the table and managed to get out just after JJ entered, so she could be seen. She was already in a taxi when JJ realized that she wasn't even in the pub any more.

Emily cried that night. She cried even after she fell asleep. She knew she was over reacting but she couldn't help thinking that everything she was so glad to have just collapsed. By her fault.

In the morning, a Saturday morning, she took a cold shower, trying not to think too much about this. She'll figure out what to do when her head wouldn't be such a mess any more. She unsuccessfully tried to relax all morning and around 1pm she heard that someone was knocking on her door.

She didn't move. Didn't make a sound. The knocking started again. And again. "Emily I know you're here. Open the door Em." No way! "Emily, please." Give me a little more time JJ.

There was no more sound for a minute or two. Suddenly Emily rushed to the door. She didn't want to run away from her problems, that didn't look like her. JJ jumped when the door opened. She was still there, here fist against the painted wood. They stayed there for a few seconds, staring at each other.

"Can I enter?" JJ asked timidly.

"Yes, yes off course." She closed the door behind her, took a deep breath, and turned back to the other woman. "Listen JJ, last night…"

"Stop Emily, please. Listen to me first." Prentiss stopped talking but started twisting her fingers anxiously. "Late night was a mistake. It was my fault I…"

"JJ, don't say that. It was me who…"

"Emily, stop interrupting me please." JJ's voice was firm and Prentiss bit the inside of her lower lips to be sure she wouldn't start again. "It was my fault I shouldn't have pushed you when you were drunk. It's been so long and you were still doing nothing so I lost my patience. It shouldn't have appended like that I'm sorry."

Emily has shocked. She couldn't say a thing, or even thing. She just stood there, frozen. JJ was looking at her straight in the eyes, a bit worried. Did she have said something wrong?

"Emily, are you ok?"

"Why would you… want it to even happen?"

JJ smiled nervously. "Because I like you, and I now do like me too, and I want to take the chance."

"You knew?"

"Emily, I think even the English Queen knows." Emily gave her a tensed smile. JJ took a step forward to put one hand on her arm, caressing it with her tomb. "Would you give me another chance?"

"JJ, that Lamonatgne thing… don't you think that you…"

"…somehow transferred my affection for him on you? So I could just forget about him? No, I think you're lovable enough just by yourself." She kissed her softly on the cheek.

"Jennifer if we go that way it's going to be a curse for the team." JJ giggled.

"I told you even the Queen knows. Nobody cares Emily. I think they would be happy for us. As long as it doesn't affect the job."

There was a silence. Emily was thinking, thinking of the team, of what would be the right thing to do, trying to put her felling aside to make the right decision. JJ waited patiently.

"I never thought we could get together. I thought it was just me."

"I know. But now you know it's not the case."

Emily's face relaxed in a smile. She took JJ's face in her hand, bringing her so close that their lips brushed against each other's when they spoke.

"Would you go out on a date with me JJ? I want to fall in love with you the right way."

"Yes Emily, I'm glad you asked."

A/N:So that's it !

For the record, I don't hate Will Lamontagne at all; in fact he could die or became the US's new president I couldn't care less. He was just convenient here.

I hope you enjoyed!