"Our Lady of Infinite Head Trauma needs another" Garcia teased while filling Emily's wine glass. It was Friday night, their aforementioned wine and movie night and Garcia was stealthily holding up her end of the plans she'd made with Morgan. Emily, ever the connoisseur, had already had three glasses of wine to her one and JJ's two, this made four.

"Can it, Garcia." Emily said sourly though there was a smile on her face. "I can't help it if I have the kind of face people want to pummel."

"Hey, I like your face!" JJ piped up from the living room causing Garcia to snicker.

"You're an exception, Jayje." Emily insisted. "Because you know how ornery I get once I've been beaned in the head."

JJ waltzed into the kitchen and held out her glass for Garcia to pour more into. "Oh I wouldn't say that's the only reason, Agent Prentiss." She teased in a singsong voice.

Emily took a healthy gulp of her wine in lieu of an answer and shrugged, hiding her blush behind her cheeks warming with alcohol. "Right, like you have a laundry list of reasons to stick around." She said bitterly, unable to stop herself.

JJ, undeterred, stepped into Emily's personal space. "I do, actually, do you want to hear them?"

Before Emily could stammer out a response, Garcia's phone chimed merrily alerting all that she had a text message. Both Emily and JJ turned towards the hacker expectantly and Garcia fixed her face with an annoyed scowl she hoped was convincing. "Derek's got another flat." She said. "He's going to have to wait for AAA."

"I'll go get him." Emily volunteered easily, frowning when Garcia shook her head vehemently.

"No way kitten," she said. "You've been drinking too much. Stay here with Jayje and I'll go get him, I won't be but a moment."

Emily nodded in the face of logic and she watched Garcia bundle up and head out the door. She wanted to ask about JJ's apparent laundry list of reasons but she cleared her throat and downed some more of her wine instead.

"So when's this big date you have with Antoine?" she asked, trying not to read into the lidded gaze JJ was giving her.

JJ wrinkled her nose like she'd rather talk about anything else. "Tomorrow."

"You're bringing him to Garcia's party?" Emily couldn't help the hurt tone that coloured the edges of her voice and she breathed out a guilty sigh of relief when JJ shook her head.

"No way," JJ asserted. "We're going to dinner and I'm going to the party afterwards. That way if he was only charming on first meeting, I can pretend like I have to be there sooner rather than later but the truth is I'll probably be late to the party."

Emily stopped herself from frowning by taking another drink. "You think it'll go that well?"

JJ shrugged. "I don't know. He's certainly nice to look at but I couldn't tell you either way if there was something there." She shook her head like she was trying to get a sudden thought away from her. "Come on, let's start the movies without them. If I know Garcia and I do, she'll find a reason why she has to stay out with Morgan."

"You think so?"

"I'll bet you on it."

Emily smiled. "You're on, Garcia is too much of a chicken like Morgan to make excuses to stay out."

JJ nodded gamely. "What are you going to give me when I win?"

Emily swallowed hard because JJ was looking at her through lidded eyes again and she wanted nothing more in that moment to have to guts to say she'd bet her a kiss but she bit the inside of her cheek knowing that she'd be the only one getting anything out of that bet either way and she wasn't about to be selfish. But that didn't mean she had to stop the playful flirtation that was a big part of their friendship. She stepped into JJ's personal space and pretended to pick a piece of imaginary lint off the blonde's shoulder. "I'm sure I'll think of something." She very nearly purred with a grin. She could have sworn she saw JJ sway on her feet like she was swooning but it was only for a second and she couldn't be sure.

"Better be something good, Prentiss, I'm very particular."

"Funny. What makes you think I'm not going to win?"

JJ scoffed and sauntered back into the living room where she sat down on the couch. "In your dreams, Emily."

"You got that right." Emily muttered under her breath as she went out to the living room as well. "Horror since PG isn't here to hide under one of us?" she offered, scanning her DVD collection.

"Oh you just want to get beat in every way possible tonight, don't you?" JJ asked, referring to the game they played with horror movies.

"Maybe I just like being punished." She said over her shoulder before turning back to the DVDs so she wouldn't have to see JJ's reaction. "Anyways," she continued, not letting JJ answer her first statement. "I don't know why you're so cocky."

"Maybe I've got reason to be." JJ insisted and Emily only just barely resisted a visible shiver at how sultry JJ's voice was.

"Here," Emily said, clearing her throat. "I bought this without watching it because I know we wanted to see it." She said, holding up a DVD case. It's a suspense thriller in case you were worried we were going to have to call an old priest and a young priest."

"Hah-hah you jackass." JJ laughed. "If you were anyone else, I'd deck you for making fun of me."

"Lucky I'm me then." Emily asserted, popping the DVD into the player built into the TV and going to sit near JJ but not close enough to be invading her personal space.

A quarter of the way through the movie, when JJ had closed the distance between them to put her head on Emily's shoulder, JJ's phone pinged merrily alerting her to a text message:

Just go on without us, sugarplum Garcia had texted. Morgan is feeling down and out about this Gisele thing so I've ordered a night on the town. Don't do anything I wouldn't do! (which leaves you open to do anything, if you catch my drift buttercup)

"Hah!" JJ exclaimed triumphantly, startling Emily who was engrossed in the movie.

"What?"

"Garcia is taking Morgan out because apparently he's 'down in the dumps' or some flimsy excuse. You owe me, Prentiss."

"Okay, fine." Emily groaned, "what do I owe you then?"

JJ lifted her head off Emily's shoulder and considered her friend for a moment. In the half-light from the kitchen, Emily's pupils had dilated and JJ could have sworn they got just a bit bigger but that was wishful thinking. "I'll think of something." She said. "I hope you like doing paperwork."

"You're insufferable."

"I know, but you love me anyways."

"Yeah, yeah, keep telling yourself that."

By the end of the movie, JJ was reclining on the couch with Emily half on top of her, half pressed to the back of the couch with JJ's arm around her and both of them passed out. JJ only awoke many hours later in the late afternoon when her phone started ringing. She was stunned into consciousness and shocked to find out what position she'd been sleeping in. Reaching over quickly for her phone so as not to wake Emily, she tried slipping out from under the older woman unnoticed.

"Jayje," Emily mumbled, making her freeze. "Come back to bed baby." It was clear then that Emily was still in a deep sleep and JJ smiled at the endearment and that she was the person she thought of while asleep but she would have to dwell on the implications later as she made her way down the hall to answer the call.

"Morgan, what do you want?" she asked worriedly.

"Look, JJ," he started. "I don't want you to make too big a deal out of this, but Garcia and I have been seeing each other."

"I knew it!" JJ whisper-shouted, pumping a fist in the air.

"Yeah, yeah, look what does Garcia like for breakfast?"

"Why are you asking me? Did you spend the night? Tell me you spent the night."

"I spent the night."

"Yes!" she hissed in the same triumphant whisper-shout.

"Okay, I get it, just help me."

"Don't make anything." JJ advised. "There's a Dunkin Donuts two blocks to the right from Garcia's building. Go there and get some cheesecake squares and she's yours."

"Thanks JJ, I owe you."

"Damn straight." She said proudly.

"Shut-up."

"Not a chance."

Morgan laughed and hung up on her and JJ made her way back to the living room where Emily was still passed out; sprawled on her stomach with one arm hanging off the edge of the couch.

"What am I going to do about you?" JJ whispered, careful not to wake her friend.

Emily stirred, drawn by the sound of JJ's voice and blinked blearily at the blonde. "I fell asleep." She said needlessly.

JJ laughed and wanted to address the goofy grin on Emily's face, but happened to look at the clock on the wall. "Shit! I gotta go get ready, I'll see you tonight Em!" she said, rushing out of the apartment.

"Yeah, later." Emily said to her empty apartment.