They closed the case in three days, and the team were soon back home in Quantico. JJ had been complaining of a headache the whole flight home, and when she got back to her office, she sat in darkness for a while, trying to push away the pain, before deciding to head home. On the way out of the building, she bumped into Emily. 'Oh, hey Em.' She winced at the sound of her own voice, and the fact she was having to move to speak.

'Hey Jayje, what's wrong?!' Emily looked worried, as JJ squinted through closed eyelids, trying not to let in the light from the streetlamps.

'Oh, nothing. Migraine.' She explained. 'I'll be fine, don't worry.'

Emily sighed, 'are you sure you can drive? With all the noise and lights?'

'I'll be fine, I swear.' She grimaced.

'No Jayje, you won't, I'll drive you.' Emily smiled, and JJ took the offer.

They got in the car, and JJ lay down and closed her eyes, trying to rest on the fifteen minute journey back to her apartment.

'Thank you, for doing this Em.' She said, gratefully.

Emily smiled, 'no worries sweetie.' JJ blushed, and shut her eyes again.

They arrived at JJ's apartment, and Emily helped her friend out of the car, making sure she didn't move too abruptly and cause the pain in her head to come searing back. They made their way up the stairs and opened the front door. 'Hey Jayje, you should rest.' Emily suggested.

'I need to get some paracetamol and some water though.' JJ protested.

'JJ, I'll get it, you go change and get into bed or something, I'll bring it to you.'

Emily went into the kitchen and fetched the paracetamol out of the cupboard, and filled a glass with water, she went into JJ's bedroom, and found her tucked under her covers, almost asleep.

'Hey, JJ?' Emily whispered, 'I have your medicine.'

'Thank you, I really appreciate you doing this.' JJ smiled faintly.

'No worries.' Emily replied.

The brunette leant down and felt the blonde's forehead. 'You're burning up Jen...'

'It's fine, I just have a headache, I should be okay tomorrow.'

'Okay, well...uh I better go then, it's getting late.'

'Emily, it's not getting late, it is late.' She looked at the clock on her bedside table, 'Em, its 11:37, you shouldn't be driving, look at you, you're yawning!'

Emily sighed, 'Jayje, I gotta go home.'

'Stay?' JJ blurted out.

'What?'

'Stay, it's already too late, you're tired, and we both have to be in the same place tomorrow, you can borrow some of my pyjamas.' She offered.

Emily considered, and eventually said yes. 'Thanks, JJ.'

'There are t-shirts and shorts in my closet.' JJ told her. Emily nodded, took some nightwear and went into the bathroom to change. She changed, and went back into JJ's bedroom to say goodnight.

'Night Jayje.' And she left the room, heading for the couch.

'Where are you going?' JJ asked.

'To the couch?' Emily answered, as if it was obvious.

'Stay here, with me? You make me feel safer when you're around me, cliché I know, we're both FBI agents but its true...'

'JJ, I really shouldn't...'

'Please?' JJ pulled the most adorable face, her blue eyes growing wider. She patted the mattress next to her.

Emily subsided and walked over to JJ's bed; she pulled back the covers and got in, pulling the sheets over the both of them.

JJ edged closer to Emily, making Emily feel slightly uncomfortable, but she didn't protest. The blonde pulled the other woman closer to her, and Emily started to relax as their bodies moulded together, and she began to drift off.