"We have a possible spree killer on our hands in Pensacola, Florida." Hotch began, signaling to the screen as Garcia pulled up three pictures of dead women, all three of them had their throats slit and had been stabbed ten times. "These women were killed only a day apart." Hotch said, looking over the room.

Emily glanced over the file. "So what do you mean, 'possible spree killer'? Isn't it obvious that we have a case here?" She asked.

Hotch sighed. "Well, we're having some issues with the local PD letting us work the case. They aren't sure the murders are at all related."

Emily rolled her eyes. "It's so blatantly clear that they are related, how can't they see that?"

"I don't know, Emily, but it doesn't matter. Rossi and I are going to fly out today to talk to them and go over all the case files again. If they allow us to take over the case, I'll send Rossi back with the jet to pick you all up." Hotch said, closing his file folder.

Emily looked across the table to JJ, whose eyes were fixated on the mark on Emily's collarbone. She was smirking slightly. Emily cleared her throat and JJ looked up to meet her eyes, and then smiled slyly. Garcia was watching their exchange with wide, excited eyes. Hotch didn't even seem to notice.

"Let's go, Rossi. Wheels up in thirty." Rossi stood up and followed Hotch out of the room, and the rest of the team began to collect their things.

"So, Emily, seriously, who's the lucky lady?" Derek asked, smiling wide.

"Derek, please, I don't want to have this conversation. It's not a big deal."

"Fine. But I better be the first one to know if it does become a big deal." Derek said, still smiling as he strode out of the room with Reid on his heels.

When the three BAU ladies were alone in the room, Garcia let out a squeal. "I can't believe you two!" She said quietly. Emily laughed, but JJ looked a bit confused.

"Pen how did you know?"

"Emily and I had a little conversation yesterday in her apartment." Penelope winked. "Plus, you should know by now, I'm all-knowing."

With a smile, Penelope walked out of the conference room, leaving JJ and Emily alone. Emily turned to look at JJ. "Remember how I said I wanted to take you on a fancy date? Maybe to the new French restaurant in town?"

JJ smiled, looking down at her shoes. "Yeah, I remember."

"Well, here's what's going to happen. I'm going to drop you off at home, and then at 6:00pm tonight, I'm going to pick you back up, and take you out on a real date."

"Wow, Emily, I never would've guessed that you're a romantic." JJ laughed. "But yes, I will be ready and waiting at 6:00pm on the dot."

It was 5:00pm and Emily still didn't know what she was going to wear. It wasn't like she had to really impress JJ, but she wanted to look as beautiful as she possibly could. She combed through her closet, finally landing on a pair of black dress pants and a black blazer over a white shirt. It wasn't as fancy as JJ would probably look, but Emily had decided long ago that she wouldn't wear a dress for anyone.

Once she was dressed, she pulled out a pair of black heels and a nice silver choker to wear. She brushed her hair out and pinned some of it behind her head with a silver hair clip. God, she really was going all out for this date.

By the time 5:30 rolled around, Emily had begun to work on her makeup. She never wore that much makeup, and she didn't want to wear too much on this date. So she decided to just wear some mascara, dust her cheeks with blush, and wear a nice mauve lipstick. She stood up and spun around once, looking herself over in the mirror. She hoped this would be enough for JJ.

Emily spent the next fifteen minutes nervously pacing her apartment, trying to get rid of her "first date jitters". But finally, the time came to leave to pick up JJ.

Emily pulled into JJ's driveway and then stepped out of her car and walked up to the front door to officially pick up her date. But there was no way Emily could have prepared herself for what she would see when the door opened.

JJ stood there in a long red dress that only had a strap on the left shoulder and had a long slit running down the leg on the right side. She was wearing matching red heels and a silver necklace, with her hair pinned in an intricate updo. Her makeup was flawless, as usual. She had gone so far as to contour, and wear bold winged eyeliner with shiny red lipstick.

Emily couldn't stop herself from looking JJ up and down multiple times. When her eyes met JJ's, the blonde agent was smirking. "So I take it I've impressed you." She stated, laughing.

"Well, yeah." Emily replied, looking JJ over one more time. "You look absolutely stunning."

"As do you, miss Prentiss." JJ replied, bouncing a little as she walked out the door. "Let's go, I've been craving this damn French food all night."

When they were in the car, Emily inhaled and could smell flowery perfume on JJ. She almost melted in her seat. Instead of losing her shit, she started up the car and pulled out of the driveway. JJ relaxed against the passenger seat, quietly singing to herself.

"You know, I've wanted to take you on a fancy date since the day I laid eyes on you." Emily admitted suddenly. It was true; she'd cared for JJ from the moment they met. The kind, compassionate blonde agent had always held a special place in her heart.

JJ smiled at her. "Ever since Will and I divorced, and even some time before that, I've started to notice how beautiful and amazing you are." She replied. "You put so much effort into your work, and watching you take down a criminal has always given me a rush."

Emily blushed furiously. "You're amazing, JJ, I hope you realize that." JJ smiled at her softly, her eyes glowing with more emotion than Emily had seen before. But she quickly refocused her attention on the road as they pulled up to the French restaurant.

There were no other cars in the parking lot, and Emily glanced around in concern. When she walked up to the front door, there was a sign hanging on it. "Closed until further notice!" She yelled angrily. "I can't believe this! Now we're all dressed up with nowhere to go."

"Well, we could go somewhere else. What other restaurants are around here?"

"Nothing but a Burger King." Emily replied, defeated. But JJ had a sparkle in her eye.

"So let's go to Burger King! Who said we had to go to some overpriced restaurant anyway? I'm always in the mood for a good burger!"

Emily looked at her, confused. "But we're all dressed up. Won't we look a little weird?"

"Emily, who cares? We'll have fun! Come on!"

JJ took off for the car and Emily, laughing, followed her. "Fine, you win! Burger King it is!"

When they walked through the doors of Burger King, practically everyone in the building turned to stare at them. They paid no notice, ordering their food and taking a seat at a booth near the window.

"This is crazy, JJ." Emily laughed. "Everyone is staring at us!"

JJ smirked, glancing around to make sure she didn't recognize anyone around them, and then leaned across the table, grabbing Emily by the collar of her shirt. Emily gasped, and JJ silenced her with a smile. "Well then, let's give them something worthwhile to stare at."

JJ leaned into Emily, kissing her softly. Emily kissed her back, smiling as she heard a few surprised gasps around them. They pulled apart, sitting back down, and looked to see even more people staring at them. They just laughed and started eating.

"I cannot believe you just kissed me in a restaurant full of people. What if we know someone here?"

"We don't, I made sure of that. I'm not stupid, Emily!"

"Sometimes I wonder."

"Hey!"

"What?"

"I am not stupid!"

"Well you're not stupid, but you're stupid hot."

JJ burst out laughing at the compliment and Emily followed suit. Here they were, two FBI agents, sitting in fancy outfits in a Burger King, laughing so hard they were crying. Here they were, drawing attention to themselves when JJ would lean across the table and plant another kiss on Emily's lips. Here they were, having the time of their lives, and never wanting to go home.

But of course, the night did come to an end, and they were headed home. But when Emily pulled up to JJ's house to drop her off, JJ hesitated. "Emily, do you maybe want to spend the night here?" She asked, turning towards Emily.

Emily looked over at her. "I thought you'd never ask." She replied, practically jumping out of the car.

The two of them had barely made it into the house before JJ's dress was in a pool on the floor and Emily was getting to work on the revenge she'd promised JJ for giving her that hickey.

A/N: As always, thanks for the support! Please continue to leave reviews, it really does help me out. I love and appreciate you all so much!