A/N – alright here we go some more of the story AND it didn't take me 3 months ., well I hope you all like it, I keep track of everyone who does a story alert, favourites this story or even if I am lucky favourites me ! ^_^ please please please read and review, I love to read each and every comment and I also use it to cue whether I have achieved the effect I want from each chapter, even if it is just you guys saying something obvious I LOVE to hear them.

So anyway, this chapter is a little sappy, hopefully I hear a lot of 'squeeing' from the audience.

CHAPTER 19.3

As I followed Emily into the building, my body was in no rush to catch up with the brunette as my mind replayed what had just happened. I slowly exited the elevator and pulled open the doors to the bullpen. I immediately forgot about the mystery woman and noticed Emily's desk in disarray. I frowned at the scene, concerned with what could have just happened only minutes before entering the office.

I heard a sudden crash of glass shattering from the break room and an all too familiar voice cursing to herself. I briskly walked around the corner to see a broken coffee pot on the floor and Emily holding her hand in a wad of paper towel.

My body reacted automatically "Are you okay?" I asked as I dropped my things on the floor nearby and made a beeline for the brunette. "Yeh, I'm fine I'm fine, I just turned a little too quickly and hit the counter" she barely held the makeshift bandage around her wounded hand and started to bend down to clean the broken pieces.

"I got it, go into my office I have a first aid kit in the top right drawer", I paused momentarily expecting to hear an argument out of her, I watched as her eyes shifted thoughtfully and she grabbed her phone and headed to my office. She obviously had something else on her mind if she didn't try to talk me down.

After quickly sweeping up all the pieces and tossing them into the garbage below the mini kitchen sink I swiftly grabbed my bag and made my way to my office. Emily was silently sitting in the chair across my desk, half looking at her phone and halfheartedly pulling things out of the first aid kit with her free hand.

I didn't say anything as I pulled my chair around the side and sat adjacent to her, giving her a look of 'You're going to let me help you bandage this and I don't want to hear you argue with me about it'. We sat in awkward silence as she first looked at me, and then busied herself with analyzing the ceiling of my office, as she placed her injured hand on the edge of my desk in front of me.

I cleared my throat and began spreading out the necessary items. Carefully pulling off the paper towel, I examined the deep gash across the side of her palm, a line of blood steadily started to seep out. I looked up at her every now and again, she stayed quiet and exchanged from looking at the ceiling to looking at the floor, her other hand clutched her phone to her lap.

I pulled out an alcohol swab and ripped open the package, "hmm, coffee pot got you pretty good…", no reply. I glanced up before continuing "…sorry this might sting a bit" I took her hand with my left hand to help adjust the angle and started to carefully dab at it with my right.

I felt a bit flustered holding her hand, and I'm sure if I could look at myself I would have been blushing. She didn't react much in response, her eyes squinted slightly, perhaps from the sting, or maybe the awkwardness of the situation as a whole, I couldn't tell. If it weren't for her overtly controlled demeanor I swear I could see a slight fluster on her cheeks as well.

As it came close to finishing up, I became more and more aware of the warm feeling of her hand in mine. I slowly covered the wound with a bandage and pressed it down gently with both thumbs, cupping her hand in both of mine. I paused and looked down at her hand, happy with my work, I slowly looked up only to catch her eyes with my own. I'm not sure how long we sat there like this, but something in her eyes reminded me of the Emily back before Henry….before Will, and then I remembered the woman earlier today.

She was the first to break the staring contest, she looked down at her hand, turning it slightly, inspecting the bandage. "…thank you…." It was barely above a whisper, and I felt a slight tingle in my fingers and in my stomach as she slowly pulled away, almost caressing my hand in turn.

"no problem" I answered back almost just as quietly. I watched as she slowly stood up to leave. "So…I was thinking maybe we could do lunch today?" I knew what the answer was already, but I admit I was coaxing her, I was curious to see how she was going to react.

She stopped at the doorway with her back towards me, her shoulders seemed to slump "…I'm sorry, today is no good either…I…I have to…" I cut her off before she could come up with some lame excuse, which she seemed to be struggling to do "Hey, no problem, maybe next time… I just wanted to catch up you know… I felt like I haven't talked to you for 10 years" the last part came out a little more softer and rhetorically, quickly aware of the way I sounded, I attempted to laugh it off and fanned my hand in the air, but in honesty I was still disappointed.

She glanced back at me, a mix of expression swept over her face, …guilt? She sighed loudly and turned to look at me, smiling back genuinely. Hey JJ,… how about next Tuesday?...lunch… it's on me", internally an explosion of excitement came over me, but I kept my cool. I smiled back coyly "hmm I don't know" I smirked, I only did it to push her buttons, I laughed as she wore an expression of disbelief, after all the time I have been trying to ask her out for lunch, only to be turned down in return. I quickly recovered my comment "I'd be glad to join you for lunch, I'll be holding you to it too" I coolly began cleaning the mess on my desk.

A crowd of people noisily made their way into the office and Emily turned to join the rest of the population of agents at their desks. Looking up I pouted slightly as I remembered the woman from earlier this morning and mixed thoughts of uneasiness and anxiousness filled my mind.

A/N – just a note if anyone is wondering about the 18.2 and the 19.3 I have been trying to write a lot lately for this story and these are iterations of the last couple chapters.

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