"Hey, Unca 'Pence!"

Thursday morning Reid looks up as Henry calls excitedly to him. "Hey! Look who's here!" He stands up and moves the middle of the bullpen where Henry runs to greet him. Reid lifts him up. "How's my favorite Jedi in training?"

Henry holds up the Vulcan V. "Live long an' prosper, Unca 'Pence."

Reid kisses his cheek. "May the force be with you, Henry."

JJ, sitting at her desk, chuckles. "Ah, so many wonderful nerdlings in my life." She looks up as Emily, Francesca and Rocky walk over. "How was the doctor appointment."

"Everything looks good. Stitches come out on Monday. I just needed to grab a few things from my desk so we decided to stop in and see if you can sneak away early for lunch."

"I could probably do that."

"Hey, kid, how you doing?" Rossi asks as he steps out of his office.

Emily smiles. "I'm doing fine. Healing up nicely. I figure by this time next week I'll be whining for Jen to bring home files for me."

Rossi chuckles. "Good to know." He tickles Rocky's chin. The girl giggles and buries her head against Francesca's neck. "Hello, Bella."

Henry frowns at him. "Her Rock, not Bella."

Rossi laughs. "Ah, right. My mistake."

"OOO! NIECE AND NEPHEW!" Garcia squeals.

JJ starts to laugh and looks at her wife. "You are causing a major work disruption, you know that, right?"

"Well, if you grab your purse so we can go to lunch I can end the disruption."

JJ grabs her bag. "Who am I to argue with that?"

Emily looks at Rossi and Reid. "Tell Morgan and Hotch we said hi and sorry we missed them."

Rossi nods. "We will. Take care of yourself, kid. We want you back well not soon, you know what I mean?"

Emily nods. "I know. Thanks, Rossi."

The Prentiss clan and Fairy Godmother Garcia, head out for an early, laugh-filled lunch at the little diner just north of the base. In Emily's eyes, it's better than anything the doctors could have told her about her recovery.

"So, what's up with you and Stephanie?" JJ asks as she drives Garcia back to Quantico.

Garcia sighs. "I feel like a 14 year old again. I like it when we're kissing. I mean really, reeeeeally like it. And then it starts to go farther and I panic. It's not like I'm worried she'll get me pregnant, like I worried about in high school but it's like…like…"

"Like if you take that step there's no going back? That if you like it nothing will ever compare to it again. Or if you don't like it you'll lose that sense of love and wonder," JJ says quietly.

Garcia slowly nods, glancing at her friend. "Yeah. You felt like that?"

JJ chuckles. "I was 17 and a junior counselor at a summer camp. She was a rising sophomore in college. Hell, yeah, I was terrified. I already knew I liked boys and girls. I had even kissed a couple girls by then." She chuckles. "You'd be surprised how many questioning chicks live in small town America."

"Questioning or bored," Garcia points out.

JJ laughs. "Uh, right on both counts. Anyway, this girl…hell, woman just…she could just smile at me and all I could imagine is what it would be like to kiss those lips. So, one Sunday night as we were getting things ready for the next batch of campers arriving the next morning we found ourselves alone with a lot of empty bunks. She 'accidentally' knocked me down on one. I started to get up but she laid down on top of me." JJ sighs at the memory. "She said, 'Let's stop avoiding this, JJ.' And then she kissed me."

"Fireworks?"

"Oh, yeah. And, honestly, I don't remember her taking off my clothes but I so totally remember what she did next."

"Best sex ever?"

"Best until Emily."

"Ooo, good answer!"

JJ chuckles. "Truthful answer. I swear." She thinks a minute. "I'm going to sound like my mother for a second. Forgive me." She reaches over and takes Garcia's hand. "Maybe Stephanie is your forever love, maybe she's your first female lover. But whatever you do, make sure you do it because it's what you want, not what she or your friends expect."

"My friends? What do my friends expect?"

"We expect you to be happy and not sexually frustrated no matter how you achieve both of those things."

"Damn you, Jayje," Garcia hisses.

"What?" JJ asks is surprise.

"I think I just wanted you to tell me to just spread my legs and scream thank you to the goddess."

JJ busts out laughing. "Ah, so you weren't looking for a calm, supportive friend. You should have been with Emily. She does the blunt, go for it talks. Sorry."

Garcia sighs and pulls out her phone. She hits a number and waits. "Hi, Em. Yeah, I know we just separated but I need you to tell me to just spread my legs and scream thank you to the goddess." She waits, her face getting happy. "Brilliant advice, Agent Prentiss! I knew I could count on you. Toodles!"

JJ just laughs. A second later her phone rings. She giggles as she answers. "Hey, sweetheart. I'll explain tonight. Promise." She listens a second. "Yes, it was exactly about that. She may explode if we get a case. Bye, baby. I love you." She hangs up and looks at her best friend. "So, tonight?"

"Stephanie has to work. But tomorrow night…the goddess best be listening."

JJ pats her friend's leg. "I'm sure she will be, Pen. Something tells me, several people will hear you call out to her."

Garcia just grins proudly, not at all denying that statement.

"What was that call, cara?" Francesca asks in confusion.

Emily glances back at the kids and sees they have both dozed off. Still, she speaks in Italian so they don't understand if they wake up. "Garcia and her new girlfriend are about to take the big step."

"Ah, making love for the first time. How beautiful!"

"Hopefully," Emily says nervously.

"You are worried for her?"

"Yes. She really likes Stephanie but she is so confused. I just don't want her to do anything she's going to regret. I love her too much to want to see her sad."

"But she doesn't seem sad when she speaks of Stephanie. She seems happier than even when she spoke of Kevin."

Emily thinks about it a second. She had been so worried about her friend had she really been paying attention to her friend? She slowly smiles. "You're right," she agrees, switching back to English. "I was so worried about her making a mistake I didn't notice she was so happy."

Francesca grins. "And you call yourself a profiler."

Emily laughs. "Watch it, woman. You work for me, you know."

"Right, cara. Like you could live without me."

Emily reaches over and pats her arm. "You're right, we couldn't. Kind of gives us a crappy bargaining position, doesn't it?"

The two laugh as they drive back to Chateau Prentiss.