A/N – okay, yeh I am a big fat liar, I said I was going to update this during xmas, but its been super crazy at school, I just finished re-reading everything online to make sure the continuity of the story still works through, maybe one more chapter this and the action will definitely pick, I hope there is some people still reading this ., warning this will start to sit a little out of canon, while still keeping a few things in just for the sake of fandomness.

For those catching up you could say that the bug gap between this chapter and the last one is kind of a real time space gap for the story, take into account the feeling of waiting inbetween this part of the story .

I apologize, I feel like this part seems a bit choppy, but its all leading somewhere I swear.

JJ POV

Penelope was herself to say the least. Being Henry's Godmother, she visited at least once a week Kevin in hand, they were great with him.

"How is everyone?" I felt like a broken record, I asked it almost every other time Penelope came by, but I was starting to miss my 'family' and my work. Every time Penelope would say the same words of assurance, they're the same, they're doing ok, the last case was pretty rough and 'they miss you' even though they probably didn't right out say it. And every time I stopped myself from asking specifically about Emily.

But before I knew it days passed, then weeks and suddenly I was able to head back to work.

It was good to be back. Agent Todd couldn't be happier to step down from the job, she commented on how she didn't know how I did it, and looked up to me for my capabilities.

It encouraged me to know that I had something that only I could do for the team.

It didn't take long to settle back into the routine of the BAU. A couple weeks and one case later and it was like I never left, Emily seemed to be the only thing that made it seemed like I did. Ever since I got back I couldn't help but feel a touch of hot and cold with her. It was like we were starting all over again, as if she was a brand new member of the team again. One moment she would be sending me mixed signals, and then moments later it was like she was avoiding me, I was so flogged with paperwork I couldn't quite get a handle on it.

The last case fortunately came to a good closing. Being the first case back it still drained me a bit, I felt as if I was working out and was out of shape when we landed back in Virginia.

A couple days later, I decided to try to take hold of the situation. I noticed Emily was always gone by the time lunch came around, I made sure to catch her this time.

"Hey, I was thinking if you wanted to head out to lunch together?" I leaned on the edge of her desk, taking a once over her profile.

Emily looked at me thoughtfully "uh… sorry, I can't. I got an errand to run" she quickly scribbled something in the last folder she was working on and closed it on her desk placing it neatly in the top right corner.

A little disappointed with the 'rejection' I forced a smile back "maybe next time then"

"uh yeh, sure" she barely answered back before grabbing her coat and rushing out the door.

I didn't see her the rest of the day, nor did I see her when I left at the end of it.

Back home things had already fallen into routine, Hotch always made sure to keep an eye on me at work and made sure I got off ON TIME or a few minutes earlier. He was the only one I had confided in about Will, (more like he talked it out of me) Will on the other hand was doing quite well for himself. He got his job back like his boss had promised he would get if he returned, we still talk once a week he asks about Henry, and he seems to have found another love interest… already. A slight blow to my ego, sometimes I reassure myself saying it is probably a rebound of a relationship, stroking my ego slightly, but most of the time my mind doesn't need to remind me that I have a goal of my own….Emily.

As it started to get late and I began tucking Henry into bed, I thought about today. I reminisced on Emily's features, I didn't overlook the loss in weight and the lack of feminine attire Emily had worn the last couple days. It was quite a bit of a turn on as she almost mirrored more of what Derek was wearing than her usual classy shirts and dress pants. Smiling I looked down at Henry as he slept. Today wasn't a complete defeat, but I did view Emily's rejection to lunch as strike one of three on the board. I got through with Will and I came through with Henry, nothing, NOTHING was going to stop Jennfier Jereau from getting what she wanted.

Turning and heading to my bed, I planned on getting a good nights rest to continue the pursuit for one Emily Prentiss.

Morning didn't come early enough, Henry was settled down with a good retired family friend and I was headed to work on time, or 'early' in the case of the other people on the team.

As I passed the gate to the parking lot and turned a corner a large SUV almost crashed into me as it cut me off and sped down the first lane of cars. I cursed at the driver silently in my head as I followed the black vehicle down the same lane. I noticed Emily's car as I passed and made a mental note as I drove along, the SUV that had cut me off had stopped closer towards the entrance and I made sure to carefully maneuver around it to get to my usual spot.

As I drove by I noticed a woman I had never seen before, she looked around frantically searching for someone, completely dismissing me when we made eye contact, she turned her attention to the building doors anxiously.

I pulled into my parking spot, grabbed my bag and coat and cautiously made my way towards the entrance. Suddenly Emily came rushing out the front and walked straight up to the woman in the SUV. I ducked for cover behind the closest vehicle out of instinct and observed the exchange.

I couldn't quite hear what they were saying but by the body language it looked like they arguing somewhat. Emily had her hands up in a more defensive manner, like she usually does when she is trying to neutralize a situation. She seemed like she was trying to calm the woman down as she jumped out of the driver seat and tried to make her away around the front of the vehicle to Emily, who had stopped her halfway. I concentrated and strained my ears to try and hear the conversation.

"Look, you can't be seen around here. We can talk about this later…I'll meet you for lunch, we can talk then" Emily shot back at the woman as she tried to usher her back to the drivers seat. The woman half complied walking towards the door but quickly pulled out of her hold, as she answered back "NO! We need to talk about this now! You can't avoid the inevitable, she is going to find out about you, about US!" my heart skipped a beat, one of my brows furrowed 'who was this woman, what did she mean by that?'

Emily answered back in a calmer softer tone that I couldn't hear. I could feel an uncontrolled amount of jealousy towards this mystery woman, I kneeled down and leaned my back against the car and strained my ears further. "I'll take care of it!" it was Emily that was speaking louder this time "let me make a phone call, don't worry I'll come for you in a few hours"

There seemed to be a pause of silence and I was anxious to take another glance over the hood of the car. Suddenly I heard the sound of a door closing, I peeked over the edge to see Emily closing the door for the woman. "You better get back to me BEFORE I'm gone" the woman stared Emily down with a mixed looked of anxiousness and acceptance, while Emily tilted her head slightly, blinking and looking slightly away like she does when someone is trying to make her feel bad or guilty or when she has some sort of inner conflict, I've seen that look all too many times.

With those last words the woman drove away like the maniac she was when she came in. I watched her whiz away as I ducked behind the car again and waited fearing that Emily might see me. I counted about 30 seconds before I brushed myself off walked out towards the building entrance, able to feign ignorance in case she WAS still standing there.

I only caught her slowly walking towards the entrance deep in thought brushing a hand through her hair. No doubt her mind was running a mile a minute…so was mine.

AN - Hmmmmm, Haaa, who can this woman be?