DAY 2

"Hmmm..." the brunette opened her eyes and realized she was alone in bed, "Jayje?" she yawned widely and got out in search of her blue-eyed friend, "Jay?"

She heard rain outside and opened the window; even though it was only 11 am, it looked like 6 pm. Clouds were covering the sky, effectively blocking the sunlight.

"Jay?" the brunette called again.

"Oh fuck!" she groaned when she saw a leak of water falling directly into her pile of clothes.

"Em, what's wrong?" the blonde emerged from the bathroom, startled by the brunette's outburst.

"My clothes are all wet!" Emily snapped, "didn't you see there was a leak? you could have moved my stuff!" she added.

JJ flinched at her friend's words, she hadn't seen anything, she was in the shower and hadn't noticed it was raining until now. "You can wear my clothes," she said handling her a dry t-shirt and some pants.

The brunette took them and emptied the contest of her bag on the bed.

"All of my underwear is wet!" she told the blue-eyed woman, who blushed by her friend's choice of words.

"Here, you can borrow some of mine, I don't mind," the blonde told her passing her some panties and a bra. Emily only took the panties and smiled at her friend.

"JJ, that won't fit me," she said, the playful banter leaving behind the yelling that had happened seconds ago.

"Hey! are you insinuating my boobs are small?" she asked with an insulted tone, but the twinkle in her eyes gave her away.

"No, I'm just saying my breast are bigger," Emily told her matter-of-factly.

"Oh yeah?" JJ asked and, without thinking, placed her hand on top of the brunette's breast.

Both women stared at each other's eyes for a few moments.

Oh my god, does she know where her hand is? Emily thought, the tingling sensation spreading through her entire body.

"Erm, Jay? can I have my breast back?" she joked, the blonde looked at her hand and her face turned red.

"Sorry Em, but you know?" she took it back and tried to change the subject, "since you quitted caffeine you have really bad mood in the mornings," she added.

The ringing sound of the blue-eyed woman's cell phone broke their intimate moment.

JJ ran to answer it. She couldn't believe she had forgotten to call Garcia to let her know they were ok.

"I love you blonde beauty, but if you forget to call me again I'm going to show the entire team what you bought last week! remember? I have eyes everywhere!" she threatened her friend making her blushed deeply.

"So, how's our lovely brunette doing? have you talked to her? did she open up or is she hiding behind her walls again? Is she eating? I swear to god if you don't fatten her up a little her ass is going to be just like Reid's!"

"What's wrong with mine?" JJ could hear the young genius asking the tech.

"It's non-existence wonder boy!" Garcia told him.

"Garcia!" she called her friend's attention back to her line of the phone, "yeah, she's eating, I've spoken to her and she seems a lot better. She probably needed sometime away from our unsubs, Strauss and profilers in general," she told her tech friend hoping that would eased her concerns.

"Correct me if I'm wrong, but aren't you a profiler too Jayje?" the tech remarked the obvious.

The blonde rolled her eyes, forgetting she couldn't see her. "I know Garcia, but it's different with me, I'm not over protective and I give her the space she needs."

"Ok! Ok!" Garcia knew her friend was right, so she let her be, for now. "I'll let you handle it blondie, just remember I have access to your credit cards, and I know you received a box full of dirty little toys last week!"

"What kind of toys?" Reid's voice made both women turn red, they had forgotten he was hearing the entire conversation.

Emily had insisted she made breakfast, since the blonde did it the day before. JJ was reluctant about it the brunette wasn't exactly the cooking type.

"Em? What is this?" she watched the offending and burned piece of toast that her friend had tried to cover with cheese so she wouldn't notice. But the smell didn't cheat.

"It's my famous mediterranean toast," she stated proudly, "and this..." she said pointing to the raw piece of bacon "...is my delicious panceta au sel."

JJ took a bite trying not to puke, she knew the brunette had tried her best, but sadly, she sucked at cooking.

"Mmmm, it's... fresh," she said barely chewing a piece and drinking half glass of water.

The brunette could tell her friend found it disgusting just by her body language. "Just spit it, Jay! I can tell you hate it!" Emily rolled her eyes and waited till the blonde spit the food eagerly and washed her mouth.

"I'm sorry, Em, but you suck! there's no way I'm letting you cook!" JJ said and smiled at the brunette pout. "How do you even survive?" she asked, clearly, if Emily ate this kind of food, she would be dead already.

"Is it that bad?" she asked a bit sadly. She could handle using a microwave, she often referred to it as her domestic partner; but the oven and burners were not regulars in her everyday life.

The blonde enveloped her in a hug and patted her back.

"I'm sorry Em, but you're a disaster!"

Later, they were snuggled in opposite sides of the couch, content just spending time together. JJ had never felt herself so comfortable around someone as much as she had with the brunette. She didn't hesitate in teasing her, talking to her about anything or just giving her a hug when she needed it. It killed her that Emily sometimes did.

"Em?" she moved her foot into the brunette's side, "can I ask you something?" she asked shyly.

"Yeah" Emily replied curiously.

"What did you do while you were in Paris?" JJ asked.

At the mention of the European city the brunette's smile faltered a little. "I... " she hesitated for a second, "I waited, I didn't have much to do besides playing scrabble with you. I visited a few places where I'd been as a child, just to remind myself I was still there," she said sadly, "that Emily Prentiss was still alive. I always knew I'd be back someday. Morgan would never stop looking for Doyle, none of you would."

JJ smiled and squeezed her knee affectionately. At least her friend hadn't lost herself there; she had waited for them and that had kept her alive.

"Thanks for hanging in there Em."

They lied there in comfortable silence until the blonde spoke up.

"Hey, you want to watch a movie?" the blue-eyed woman asked. "I brought a few." She passed the brunette a box full of DVD's.

"Only a few?" she asked amused by her friend's huge collection, "yeah ok. What are you in the mood for?" she asked searching through the box.

"Em, you choose, I'm going to make some coffee."

She left the couch and Emily immediately paled and ran behind her, following her into the kitchen.

"Em?" she asked searching through the drawers, "where's the coffee machine?"

The brunette wouldn't meet her eye and was biting her nails. "Emily?" she asked, concern growing inside of her.

"It was an accident Jayje!" the dark haired woman replied defensibly.

"What did you do?" she approached her friend, effectively cornering her, leaving her nowhere to go, "start talking right now!" she commanded, Emily flinched at her tone.

"I'm sorry Jay, please don't be mad!" she new the blonde was going to snap, she couldn't even imagine what it was going to be like having her like this for the entire week.

"I drop it" she said closing her eyes.

Emily was searching through the cupboards looking for something. She sighted in frustration when the top one was locked, "damn it JJ," she muttered and tried to force the door open. She succeeded, but the impulse brought her to the ground among with something else. "Oh no!" she said when she saw what it was.

"What were you even doing- Oh my god!" realization hit her like a tone of bricks, "you were trying to steal my chocolate!" No one messed with her chocolate, everybody knew this, otherwise there were always consequences.

"Actually, I paid for it, so it's my chocolate!" she regretted it the moment those words left her mouth.

"What? What did you just said?" the blonde exclaimed, "did you just use the money card on me?"

The brunette didn't know what to do, she was digging her own grave, so she gave up and decided to show her where the machine was. She opened the trash can and retrieved the remains of what used to be a coffee machine.

"Oh my god, Emily, you killed her!" she whinned and the brunette just chuckled.

"Her? Really Jay?" The blonde glanced between the machine and the can, infuriated by the fact that it had been there in the first place. Though something in the can caught her attention. It was a wrinkled piece of paper.

"Please, tell me that's not what I think it is!" she nearly yelled.

Emily realized her mistake, she should have never throw it there.

"You ate my chocolate?"

"JJ please don't be mad." The dark haired woman walked to the living room again. "I was starving!" The blue-eyed woman kept following her with determination, giving her a look that could frighten the worst unsub.

"And we still have coffee Jayje, you just have to make it the old fashion way," she told her trying to make the anger dissipate.

"I don't like it that way Emily, I want the machine back!" she yelled.

The dark haired woman walked backwards trying to get away of the blonde's rage.

"Come on Jay! you said this weekend was meant to relax, yo don't need coffee to do that!"

"Don't make me choose between you two, because you'll loose!" she glared and kept walking forwards.

"Please JJ, don't go all unsub on me!" she pleaded.

"Yo should have thought about this before you broke my baby!" Internally she grinned to herself, it was really fun torturing the brunette, she could get use to it.

"Don't you think you're overreacting? It's just a machine!" The blonde was going to eat her alive if she couldn't find a better way to handle the situation.

"Overreacting? you're so dead Prentiss!" she said and bounced on the brunette.

"JJ, let me go!" Emily yelled once the blonde had tackled her to the couch.

"No way! you'll pay for this!" she managed both of her friend's hands over her dark head and started tickling her stomach mercilessly.

"JJ! Stop!" she screamed and squirmed around under the blonde, "stop please, just stop!"

JJ moved her hands to her sides and tickled all the way up to her armpits. The brunette was loosing it, she couldn't take it much longer. "I'm begging you! Let me go!" she managed to say through her laughter. Tears were running down her cheeks and her face was a deep shade of red.

"I can't believe I never used this against you before!" JJ had found all of her ticklish spots and was planing on using this new information whenever she had the chance. It was amusing watching the normally tough, bad-ass Agent Prentiss squirming and begging under her ministrations.

But she did not expect what happened next.

The brunette lifted her head and took the blonde's lips between her own. JJ immediately stilled her hands and paralysed.

"Emily? I think...-" she asked, shock evident in her voice. The dark haired woman stood up and run away, locking herself in the bathroom.

"Oh my god! did you just kiss me to make me stop?"

"You're such a cheater! you'll pay for that, too!" she added quickly, remembering what had started everything in the first place.

What the hell was that? the blonde couldn't help but wonder. Her lips tasted a mix of chocolate and honey, the smell of the brunette's scent lingering in her nostrils, the way her soft lips fitted almost perfectly with hers.

This is going to be a long week.

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