A/N: Ok guys, sorry. Another short one. But I promise the next chapter is bigger. This is exciting news for Emily and I'm sure you'll be able to guess it by the end. But you don't officially find out until the next chapter. Please remember to read and review. They make me so happy.
DISCLAIMER: Roses are red, violets are blue. I still don't own Criminal Minds, But I'm hoping one day to. (Ok so I'm a dork but who doesn't love some good ol' poetry?)
"Oh… my… god," JJ said as she sat down next to Morgan. He was staring out the window of the jet, looking at the clear sky. He looked over at his friend and frowned. "You ok?" he asked. JJ nodded and forced a smile. "I'm fine… I just… got some news," she replied. Morgan nodded, "And… care to share with the class?" he asked. JJ shook her head. "Not my news to tell," she replied. Morgan huffed and shook his head. "Women," he said under his breath. "OW!" he cried out, causing everyone to look up. "What was that for?" he asked JJ, who had just stepped on his foot with the heel of her boot. She stood up and shook her head. "Men," she huffed under her breath before she moved over to lie down on the long couch. "Uh, JJ. Need we remind you that you're the only woman on this jet?" Reid asked, gesturing around at the group. JJ sat up and looked around at the guys. "Damn it. Emily, why did you have to leave me?" she cried out as she threw herself back on the seat and covered her face. Rossi chuckled and returned to his book.
Hotch was looking out the window and overheard the whole conversation. He shook his head. It was September and had been five months since he'd last seen, heard from, spoken to… Emily. He was constantly realizing how big his mistake was when he found himself handing out assignments, and still saying "Prentiss, you take the last crime scene." He would glance around at the group and clear his throat before amending his statement. Hotch generally thought he was unflappable, and liked that everyone saw him as such.
But not having Emily around, not hearing her laugh at the ridiculous things coming out of Reid's mouth, not seeing her smile when JJ talked about her boys, not seeing the shock on her face when Rossi talked about the "good ol days," he was really starting to realize how important she was to the team, to their family. And even home wasn't an escape. "When is Miss Emly coming over Daddy?" was constantly coming out of Jack's mouth, stabbing his father in the heart. Hotch knew Jack held a soft spot for her, he had grown to love her following his mom's death. He understood that she and his dad were kindred spirits and therefore, if he could trust his dad, he could trust Emily. Hotch shook his head as he looked back out the window.
When they arrived back at the office JJ dropped the paperwork on Hotch's desk. As she was walking back through the bullpen, Garcia came plowing in and grabbed her hand. "You… me… bathroom," she said quickly. JJ looked at the guys and shrugged her shoulders. "Is it true?" Garcia asked, once they were in the confines of the ladies bathroom. JJ shrugged her shoulders. "I guess so. She said four months," JJ answered. Garcia shook her head. "Should we tell the guys?" she asked. JJ shook her head. "It's not our news to tell. And while she didn't say not to tell them, she also didn't say she wanted us to." Garcia bit her lip and nodded. "You gotta promise me Pen. Not even Morgan," she said quietly. Garcia's jaw dropped until she realized what JJ was saying. "Ok. Not even Morgan," she repeated. JJ held out her pinky and Garcia rolled her eyes. "I know you, you would never break a pinky promise," JJ teased. Garcia hooked their pinkies and shook. "Fine. You got me. I promise," she said.
A/N: So I'm pretty sure y'all can guess what's coming up. Don't sweat it, I'm putting up the next chapter now. It's pretty exciting. And it involves Christmas and parties.