Author note - Thank you to everyone who has reviewed and following the story. It was originally intended as a one shot, to get an idea I had out of my head, but after I wrote the first chapter the idea kept developing.

Hindsight – chapter 4

Flashback

Emily's hand was shaking as she turned the key to let them into her apartment. She had invited him up to talk, but the memories of his heartbeat quickening as she stepped into his arms, mirroring her own, combined with the alcohol they had consumed made her realise how this would seem if she told anyone.

"Morgan took me home."

In her minds' eye she could see the next ladies night, JJ sitting there eyes wide with shock, smirk playing on her lips, while Penelope sat next to her with a grip on her arm that would leave little half-moon marks from her nails.

All three of them would be silent for a minute before Penelope would be unable to take it anymore and would lunge forward to hug Emily.

Emily bit back tears as she realised that night would never happen. She may have said that she was only thinking about going to London, but she knew she was going to take the job.

As she put the deadbolt on the door, she felt Morgan behind her. His hand coming to rest on the small of her back, even though she was breaking his heart by walking away, he would still support her. Her eyes welled up, afraid the tears would spill over, and she looked for a job to distract her for a few minutes.

"Coffee?" She said brushing past him to make her way to the kitchen, not daring to look up into his face.

"Yeah thanks." He followed her into the kitchen, leaning against the worktop, watching her prepare the coffee.

Emily took her first sip before she raised her eyes to Morgan's. "Please stop looking at me like that."

"Like what?" Morgan asked her. He grimaced slightly at the taste of decaf.

"Like, I'm going to disappear if you blink. I'm not going anywhere, at least not tonight."

"But you are going."

"I think I have to," she paused before continuing. "Nothing I have tried has stopped me from feeling this way. It's driving me insane." They locked gazes for a moment before she looked away. "I asked you to stop looking at me like that."

"I'm sorry," Morgan put his coffee cup on the counter behind him and took a step towards her. Her sadness was reflected in his eyes, their fingertips brushed lightly as she stepped into his embrace. She held onto him for a few minutes, before taking a step back but not completely leaving his hold, their foreheads met, eyes cast down towards the floor.

His heart was racing as he stood there. He understood what she was saying, and knew she was going to need his support when she talked to the rest of the team.

"I understand you need a change, but London?"

"I'm not sure. It will be a great opportunity." She tried to sound optimistic, trying to convince herself as much as Morgan.

He sighed. Not sure whether he should hold his tongue. "I'm going to miss you."

"I'll miss you too." Her hands moved further up his arms; eyes still looking down. "At least this time I'll still be able to talk to you, and visit."

"You know Penelope will be making sure you have Skype and Facebook set up on your laptop before you go, don't you?" They both laughed softly, before he added "And she'll be tracking your phone."

"I really hope she won't do that, but I know why she will."

They fell silent for a few more minutes. Gazes slowly met. Morgan moved slowly so she could stop him if she wanted to, even pausing for a second. She nodded slightly in response, and he closed the distance between them.

Morgan had meant it to be a quick kiss, but she raised her arms around his neck to keep him there as she deepened the kiss herself. His hands immediately tightened their hold on her waist, pulling her closer. The kiss came to a natural end when they felt the need for air.

Emily looked up at Morgan almost shyly. And then she started to smile when she saw he was looking at her the same way.