When I woke up the next morning Will had already left for his New Orleans fishing trip with his buddies from back home. Looks like it's just me and Henry today. I should feel weird or at least confused about my dream but I don't. I know exactly what I want. What I don't know is how to get it. Or if I should even attempt to get it. I guess I am confused after all.

I climb out of bed and head to the kitchen to start breakfast. It's always easier to fix it before Henry gets up. I think I'll make banana pancakes. Henry loves anything with bananas. He's my little monkey boy. As I'm walking down the hall to get Henry the phone rings. It's Garcia.

JJ: 'Garcia?'

GARCIA: 'Hey my sunshine. Come let me in.'

JJ: 'Let you in? Where are you?'

GARCIA: 'At your front door.'

Penelope Garcia, the only person I know who will call you instead of ringing the doorbell.

JJ: 'Garcia, what are you doing here? Oh, come in. But what are you doing here? And why are you carrying a picnic basket?'

GARCIA: 'Well… it's nice out. I knew Will wasn't going to be here this weekend. Kevin is at work and I haven't seen baby Henry in a while so I thought maybe a picnic in the park?'

JJ: 'That sounds great but it's 8 o'clock in the morning.'

GARCIA: 'I know. It'll keep 'til lunch. It's insulated.'

We all have breakfast and then Garcia takes Henry to play in his room while I clean the kitchen. She's really good with him. She's like a modern day Mother Goose…..on uppers.

As I'm doing the dishes I keep flashing back to my dream. Emily standing in front of me, her hair wet around her face like she had just walked in out of the rain. I have to stop. I can't think about her. Not here. Not today. Maybe a picnic in the park isn't such a bad idea. Maybe it'll help me clear my head. Fresh air and sunshine can cure anything. Or so I'm constantly told by 'Garcia the great'.

I pack a bag for Henry and we drive to the park. Garcia was right, it is nice out today. Garcia decides to let Henry pick a spot to set up the picnic basket……..he picks the spot where all the dogs are. Okay, a picnic basket plus dogs has to equal disaster, right? So we set up the blanket and food and so far it seems to be going pretty well.

Only a few dogs have run over to get food. I spot one dog that I recognize. It's Clooney, Derek's dog. But who's with him? Derek is in Chicago with his mom. And then I see Emily running over. I hide my face behind my hair when I realize that I'm blushing.

EMILY: Out of breath 'He's fast'

GARCIA: 'Sweaty. Why are you watching Clooney? I thought Derek's neighbor did that.'

EMILY: still a little out of breath 'They couldn't keep him this time some kind of family emergency so Derek asked if I could keep Clooney for a couple of days and it's not like I have anything else to do so I agreed.'

JJ: 'Well why don't you and Clooney come over to my house tonight? Will won't be back until Monday night. I was gonna invite Garcia to stay over anyways. Play games, eat junk food, maybe watch movies all night?'

GARCIA: 'I can't. And I was actually going to ask if I could take Henry for the night. I'm trying to get Kevin in the baby mode and it's usually easier with a baby around.'

EMILY: smiling 'You're trying to have a baby?'

GARCIA: 'I've been thinking about it. It's always been in the back of my mind. Of course when I first started wanting babies they were cute little chubby chocolate swirl babies with Derek's last name but I guess Kevin will do.' she says smiling

JJ: 'Good for you Penelope. I hope that works out. And I guess it's okay if you take Henry for the night. He still has drops he needs for his ears but other than that he seems to be feeling better so he won't be too fussy tonight.' turning to Emily 'The offer is still open though. We can go grab a drink or something later?'

EMILY: 'Okay. Sounds fun. I'll go home and grab a shower and then we'll meet up for dinner and grab drinks after?'

JJ: 'Okay. It's a date.'

Did I just say that? 'It's a date'? I wish it were a date.

As I'm getting dressed I can't decide what to wear. I want her to notice me but I don't want to wear anything too revealing because we're having dinner first. In no time at all my entire closet is empty. My bed is completely covered in clothes. On the top of the pile, I see the perfect outfit. My black, short jump-suit. Capped sleeves, metal zipper up the front and a lot of leg. Now I just need to find my silver strappy sandals and I'm ready to go.

She picked an Italian restaurant about ten minutes from her apartment. I arrived first so I grabbed a booth instead of a table, I figure it would leave more opportunity to get close. I sit down and open the menu. The waiter brings two glasses of water and as he's walking off I see her. Long wavy hair, red strappy dress cut above the knee, black stilettos. She looks amazing.

EMILY: 'Sorry I'm late. I had to bribe my neighbor to take Clooney for the night.'

JJ: 'It's not a problem. I had just gotten here myself. You look absolutely gorgeous Emily'

EMILY: 'Thanks. I bought this dress forever ago and have never had the chance to wear so I figured why not tonight?'

Dinner goes amazingly. I thought that I would feel weird talking to her after the dream and everything but I don't. The strange part about it is how relaxed I am when she's around.

When we leave the restaurant we take 'her' car back to 'her' place. When I said drinks I thought we would be going to the bar. I'm not sure I can trust myself at her place. I've been there before, just not like this.