I don't know why but it seems FF hates me. This chapter was deleted and my alerts are not working, I don't know if it's just me.

I'll probably made a few changes to this chapter (grammar mostly). I'm trying to give them a better characterization (my jj was starting to sound like an unsub). Anyway, here's day 3.

DAY 3

Both girls were deeply slept to hear the sounds of the intruder. Something was making its way down the fireplace.

Morning came, sunlight covering half bed, JJ's half. She groaned and hugged Henry's teddy bear, or that's what she thought it was. The little boy had insisted she took 'Hugs' with her to keep them safe.

She hold it tighter to her chest, it squirmed a little. "Em, go back to sleep," she mumbled, kicking the other woman lightly with her foot.

"Hmmm?" the brunette groaned, annoyed at being awaken from her peaceful dream.

"Stop it!" JJ complained and opened her eyes to find her brunette friend drifting off to sleep, but the squirming in her chest continued. She gulped and moved her gaze down.

She was met by the eyes of a huge rat, exposing its teeth and moving its whiskers. The animal made a sound and moved between her breasts.

"EMILY!" she screamed and jumped off the bed.

The rat made its way to the dark haired woman and snuggled against her neck, making her squirm a little.

"JJ stop, that tickles!"

"Emily! get out of bed! NOW!" she screamed and pulled the sleepy brunette with her.

"JJ, what's your problem?" she asked clearly annoyed, but her complains stopped once she saw the animal. The giant rat was bigger than a cat, "oh god, that thing is bigger than Sergio!" she remarked.

"Emily, that rat would eat Sergio!" JJ said frightened by the appearance of the enormous animal, "kill it Emily!" The other woman was eyeing the enormous rat.

"It's just a rat Jay, look at those eyes! I can't kill her!" she said touched by the poor, harmless animal. The rat's round, shiny eyes, melting her heart.

"Her? how do you even know it's a her?" JJ hated rats, always had and always would, but the brunette seemed to be fond of them, how? she would never know.

Emily picked the animal up and walked to the nearest window, once opened, she put her down on the outside ground.

When the rat was no longer visible, the blonde calmed down, but the older woman grinned.

"Oh look! there's another one!" JJ jumped again, her blue eyes scanning the room looking for the threat. The brunette laughed out loud, clearly amused by her friend's reaction.

"Very funny!" she said as she threw Emily a pillow.

"Come on Jay, let's check the rest of the cabin," she said and both women left the bedroom.

"Oh my god!" JJ exclaimed looking at the mess of cheetos that were sprawled on the floor.

After counting the casualties, which were only cheetos and a few chocolate cookies, they decided to make dinner. JJ had been really excited about showing the brunette her cooking skills. She had practice a lot since Rossi's lesson at home made pasta and wanted to impress The dark haired woman.

"Well, Emily Prentiss, since you suck at cooking, I'm going to teach you." The brunette raised an eyebrow at that.

The blonde brought all the items needed and motioned the brunette to come closer and pay attention.

"First, you boil the water, sometimes I add a spoon of oil, so they won't stick together. You wait, about eight or nine minutes and retrieve the casserole.

In the meantime, you prepare the sauce, you pour the contents in a pot, add a little garlic, carrots, onion...-"

"No! I hate onion, JJ, please don't!" the brunette gave her a desperate look.

"Ok, a little leek then!" JJ said with a chuckle.

"Don't you dare trick me into eating onion!" Emily threatened.

The blue eyed woman laughed, the brunette was worse than Henry, who also happened to hate onion.

"Then what?" she asked curiously.

"That's it," the blue eyed woman replied matter-of-factly.

"Oh my god Em! you're such a pig! didn't you learn manners at the embassy?" she watched as the brunette ate her plate eagerly, her chin was cover in sauce while she spoke with a mouth full of spaghetti. Emily gave her a look, pointing the obvious.

"I always have the best manners when I eat in public; but alone is a whole different thing."

The blonde didn't know if she should feel complimented or insulted.

"You make me feel comfortable, or I wouldn't be doing this." JJ chuckled and continued watching in awe as her friend made a mess on the table.

After stuffing themselves with home made pasta, both women lied on the couch.

"I can't even move Jay," Emily groaned and rubbed her full stomach.

"Me neither, I told you my spaghetti was that good!" she said cockily.

The brunette just laughed and kicked her lightly. "Don't flatter yourself!"

The blonde's phone rang, she knew it was probably Henry. The little boy always called at noon for his bed time story.

"Mummy! I miss you!" the exited boy said on the other end of the line.

"Me too baby! I love you so much!" she told him. "It's Baby Star time?" she asked grinning to the phone.

"I'm not baby nimore! I want nother story!" he said clearly insulted at being considered a baby, "I'm thirty, not baby!" JJ laughed, he had a problem with numbers three and thirty.

"You're three Henry, Uncle Spencer is thirty. But ok, you're getting a little old for Baby Star. How about for Monsterland?" she asked him, already knowing the answer.

"Yeah!" the little boy said.

The brunette was looking at her with wide eyes. Does she really read Henry horror stories? The blonde saw this, but carried on with a smile on her face.

"Once upon a time... or maybe twice. There was a dark, moistly place, called Monsterland; where all the ugliest creatures of the world lived happy together. They would play hide and seek, and hated when they mothers told them to go to sleep.

Breathunio was the most awful being you'd ever seen, he had big, rotten teeth, his morning breath would kill the bravest of creatures.

Crossie, his brother, was a cross-eyed monster, nobody could look him in the eyes, because they didn't know which one to look.

Both brothers lived with their parents in a tiny, wooden house, shaped in form of a bed; it was common knowledge, or rather myth, that above those bed-houses, laid the weirdest of creatures; a blonde, blue eyed monster who enjoyed making their lives a living hell; he enjoyed jumping on their roof, bombarding their home with abominable toys and leaving rotten vegetables for them to find...-"

The blonde could hear her son's breathing indicate he had fallen sleep.

"Sweet dreams buddy," she said and hung up the phone.

Seeing the look on the brunette's face she spoke up. "He's been scared lately, one kid from day care told him there are monsters under the bed and he assumed it was the kind of monsters we fought. So Will and I came up with this story, to take his fear away," she told her friend.

"That's really sweet. The Ambassador never read me anything, just bought me the books and my nannies and teachers taught me to read on my own," she said sadly, she'd had given anything to have that; someone to read her, to tucked her in at night or protect her from her childhood's fears.

Now that she thought about it, she didn't have much toys either, just a few antique dolls that looked creepy and puzzles that were meant for older kids.

A five year old Emily run down the stairs to her mother's office. She'd heard a kid in the library said his mother tucked him in and read bed time stories, and she wanted that.

"Mummy, can you read me a story?" she asked shyly, she looked down, and, even though she really wanted this, part of her knew she wouldn't get it.

"Why Emily? I thought your teachers already though you to read on your own." the Ambassador started rambling. "I'm going to have a serious talk with them, you're my daughter, if you can't read people are going to think you're stupid!"

The brunette child looked extremely disappointed, not only her mother refused to spend time with her but also called her stupid,

"I'm not stupid, I can read, I just wanted to spend time with you," she said sadly.

The older woman just looked at her like she was a petulant child. "Emily can't you see that I'm working? I have to finish this for tomorrow and meet the French Ambassador."

The child turned around and went back to her room, she never asked her mother to read her again.

JJ had always envied Emily's upbringing, travelling all around the world, learning about a lot of different cultures and having everything she wanted. But it was right the other way around. She had everything the brunette ever wanted, and now realized Emily had missed a lot of thing that she had taken for granted; the simple things, like bed time story, playing on the floor and leaving a mess, cooking with mum, playing with other kids.

"So... tell me something else about you," the blonde asked her. She sensed there were a lot of things the brunette needed to get of her chest, even if were things that happened decades ago; she knew her friend would feel a lot better if she opened up. It was the only way to leave the past behind and move on. Even if she opened old wounds, if she broke down those walls, she would stick and help her clean up the mess. JJ was sure, inside that hard cover was a golden heart waiting to be found.

"I always wanted a cat." That was one of the things she had always wanted, but never had; until now; Sergio was good company, he didn't judge her or complained like her mother always had. It was rather dumb to project her feelings on a cat, but it all she had at the moment.

Sensing the talk was starting to be focused on her childhood, she tried her best to change the subject.

"I believe it's my turn now! tell me something about you I don't know." There were a few things she was dying to know, but didn't want to push the other woman.

The blonde just looked down, she was really curious about Emily's upbringing, she had learned more about her during the Doyle investigation than the few little talks the had in the past.

"Will and I split up," she said. Things had been difficult between them since she left the Pentagon. He hoped she might reconsider, after all, her job there allowed them to spend more time together as a family. He also considered her BAU job really dangerous, he had worked at law enforcement before and knew how difficult things could get. What had 'happened' to Emily was a prove of that.

"I think part of him resented me. He left his job in New Orleans behind to become a stay home dad, and I, not only kept my job, but choose to come back to the BAU instead of the Pentagon, which gave me more time to spend with him and Henry."

"I'm sorry Jay, I know you love him and both will do what's best for the little man," Emily told her and took hold of her hand.

"I don't think I've ever been in love with him," the brunette's eyes lifted up, she shouldn't be this excited to hear her friend suffer. What the hell is wrong with me? she thought.

"I love him, but that's it. I think it's better if we're separated. Otherwise, we'd probably ended up hating each other, and that'd only hurt Henry," she told her brunette friend.

"What about you Agent Prentiss, are you dating someone?" Emily couldn't put a finger as to why she felt disappointed, so she decided to humour up.

"Yeah! I'm dating this hot, dark haired guy..." The blonde's smile faded. Is Emily really dating someone?

"... we sleep together every day, the best is he doesn't pull the covers and he poops in a box."

Realizing she was referring to Sergio, her smile widened and her eyes shone in a way they had never before.

They hadn't talk about the kiss, the blonde assumed it was only meant to stop the tickles, but seeing the look on the other woman's eyes made her doubt that. A lot of what ifs were filling her thoughts, but she pushed them away, the inner struggle was pointless. Right now, her friend was slowly opening up to her, and that was all that mattered.

This story is un beta'd, and english isn't my native language. So, any corrections are welcome!

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