DAY 1

The next day JJ woke up first. Realizing it wasn't even 8 o'clock she sighted and buried her face in the pillow, hugging it tightly, surprisingly for her, it moved. She opened her eyes to look and found Emily peacefully asleep, snoring slightly. JJ laughed to herself, it was adorable. She could get use to wake up in her arms everyday.

She knew the brunette hadn't slept very well since the situation with Doyle, so she let her sleep in today. After feeling the brunette's breathing for a few minutes, sleep reclaimed her.

"Agent Jareau!" she heard Erin Strauss calling her. Everyone in the bullpen was celebrating the release of Rossi's new book and the parrot Garcia had got him wouldn't shut up.

"Nice trunk, my old Chevy!" he kept screaming at the Section Chief who blushed profusely, this was so inappropriate for work environment.

"Agent Jareau! I'm not going to ask this again, can you please shut up that god damn parrot?" Strauss yelled.

She woke up startled this second time. What the fuck? a parrot? Then she heard the multiple birds singing (and screaming) in the trees near the property. Weird dream.

The brunette profiler was still sound sleep, and every time the blonde moved, she tightened her hold on her, keeping her from moving. JJ smiled to herself but decided it was time to wake her up.

"Em, wake up sweety," she told her while rubbing her arm up and down.

After a few more tries, the brunette reluctantly opened her eyes.

"Mmm, what time is it?" she asked with a sleepy voice.

"Late. Come on, I'll make us breakfast... or lunch," the blonde said realizing it was almost 12 pm.

"JJ, what is this? It's really good," the brunette said with her mouth full. JJ had prepared them something that looked a bit funny but tasted amazing.

"It's cheese and chocolate," the blonde replied.

"Seriously?" the brunette asked and stopped chewing.

"Oh come on! I know you were enjoying it!" JJ told and glared at her. Emily smiled and kept eating.

"Where do you got this idea from? Pennsylvania?" she thought maybe people there tend to eat this kind on food.

"No, Henry loves it," the blonde explained her every kind of food her son liked, from cheese and chocolate to cheetos' soup.

"Are you sure that he likes cheetos on soup?" the dark haired woman asked grinning at her best friend.

"Oh, shut up! Says the woman who eats fries on a sandwich!" the brunette feigned hurt and pouted. "I never imagined the Ambassador's daughter as someone who has such nasty eating habits," JJ quickly added.

The memory seemed to bring something back to the brunette. "Emily?" the blonde asked concerned at seeing her friends lost in thought.

"Hmm? sorry, I was somewhere else," she replied with a small smile.

"What were you thinking?" all JJ wanted to do was to get to know better the woman in front of her. She wanted to know everything about Emily Prentiss.

"Come on Tommy! It's getting dark and we need to take him something, he's probably hungry," a ten year old Emily Prentiss told her friend. Tommy was the son of some diplomatic functionary that worked for the Scottish government. Both kids were trying to find the Loch Ness Monster.

"Let's get something to eat first," the blonde boy said and grabbed a lot of fries from the remainings of lunch.

"Get the bread, I have the camera and the binoculars!" the little brunette yelled from the door.

"We need to wait for him!" young Em said, "the monster is probably in deep water, he'll be back when he gets hungry!" Tommy wanted to get in the water. "Come on, think about it! Nessi is probably tired of people coming to see him, he must feel the need to protect his house... or loch, whatever."

"You were profiling the Loch Ness Monster?" the blonde asked clearly amused, it was a really sweet story, she didn't understand what could have happened to make her feel so sad.

"You're still friends with Tommy?" She could imagined a young Emily and her friend searching for Nessi.

"He died a long time ago," the brunette said, the sadness evident in her voice.

"What happened?" the blonde hadn't meant to bring such a painful memory back.

"He was murdered at 17. We were in New York for one of our friend's party and he left with another guy to buy beer. He was found two days later with his throat slashed."

The blonde listened intently to the story that had clearly marked the course of her friend's life. "They caught the guy and he committed suicide by a cop. He's the reason I became a profiler, Jayje." The blonde took the profiler's hand and gave her a gentle squeeze. Trying to lighten up the mood she suggested they would go have a drink at the pool.

The blonde let out a sight of satisfaction once she felt warm water surrounding her body. It was really hot outside and the RH was of at least 76%. The weather changed drastically at night. While at day it reached about 35º, during the night it would decreased to less than 10º.

The pool had been filled at night and during the day the water had warmed up. JJ positioned herself under the edge, holding her drink in one hand, waiting for her friend.

"Em, come on, the water is great!" she yelled to her friend, who was still changing inside. The blonde was wearing a dark blue bikini and the sunglasses she left beside the pool.

She had made sure the brunette had a bikini in her bag, despite her constant complains.

"Em, come on!"

The brunette step outside of the cabin into the yard.

"Are you out of your mind? It's 30 degrees here!" Emily was wearing a t-shirt over her suit.

"Really? It's not that hot," she said.

She slowly sat over the edge, letting the water wrap her feet. The blonde noticed she was looking down and toying with the hem of her t-shirt.

"Is it because of the scars?" the brunette didn't respond, just kept her gaze down. "I don't care, Em, and you shouldn't either. You should wear your scars, not the other way around," she told her friend and grabbed both her hands to make her jump inside. "Come here, let me see." She placed her hands on Emily's sides and gently lifted her t-shirt over her head.

She looked down at the angry scars that told the story of what her friend had been through. Her gaze settled on the wound on her stomach. Carefully not to disturb her, she placed her hand over it and she used the other to lift the brunette's chin to looked her in the eyes.

"Listen Em, I can't even imagine what you went through. But I know you, and you're one of the strongest persons I've ever met. You've been so busy trying to make amends for the lies we had to tell, that you don't deal with your own pain. You've always been there for me, let me be here for you now."

A few tears escaped her brown eyes as she nodded. The blonde knew they still had a lot of things to deal with, but at least the brunette wasn't compartmentalizing this. She quickly brushed the tears with her thumb and enveloped her friend in a hug. Her bare skin burned against the brunette's, her breasts pressed together and her hands caressing pale skin were making her shiver.

"You're beautiful Em, don't let your scars tell you otherwise," she said and pulled away from the embrace. She quickly picked two glasses of wine from beside the pool, handling one to her friend.

"Now, to... new beginnings?" she asked as the brunette gave her a small smile and a nod.

"To new beginnings," Emily said as they clasped their glasses together.

After a while, the whole bottle was empty and they were both a little tipsy. Emily was staring at JJ who looked like she had completely lost her mind. She was singing off-key and doing some sort of dance under the water.

"Hey babe, your hair's alright

Hey babe, let's go out tonight

You like me, and I like it all

We like dancing and we look divine

You love bands when they're playing hard

You want more and you want it fast

They put you down, they say I'm wrong

You tacky thing, you put them on"

The brunette had never seen her like this, it was hilarious and a bit embarrassing.

"Come on Em, dance with me!" she grabbed her hand and pulled her to her.

"Ermm, Jayje? don't you think you should put your suit back on?" she asked.

The blonde looked at her, then moved her gaze towards her own body and blushed. During her dance she had managed to loose part of her bikini.

"Oh my god! how long have I been like this?" she asked clearly embarrassed.

"About five minutes." The brunette was also blushing, trying to look anywhere but her friend's bare breasts. JJ sobered up almost instantly.

"We should get out, it's getting cold," JJ quickly added.

After both women were dry and the blonde's embarrassment had ceased, she address her brunette friend.

"Em, I'm making dinner, you go find some wood for the fireplace," JJ said.

They spent the rest of the night having a nice meal in front of the fireplace just enjoying each other's company.

When the blonde had asked her to come here, she hadn't thought she would have such a good time with her friend, she loved hanging out with JJ, actually, she loved JJ.

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