Sorry for the wait guys! School got away from me!

I walk into the bullpen from my office. The first thing I see is the most beautiful sight I've seen in quite some time. Emily Prentiss is back at her desk.

"Oh kitten! How I've missed you!" I hug her from behind, she seems slightly startled but not put off.

"Good morning, Garcia," she smiles, oh my vision, "Though I've been seeing you a lot lately, so how could you miss me?"

I wave my hand around, dispelling that ridiculous statement, "I meant I missed you here. At work. In the BAU. Where you belong."

"Ah, I see. Well, I've missed it too…I've been home for 3 months and it's about time I was allowed to come back to work. Sitting around doing nothing is not my idea of a good time."

"Doing nothing?" I look at her incredulously, "If I've been hearing correctly, you've been training almost daily with a certain chocolatey god. Well, when he's in town anyway."

She nods, "That's true, I have been."

"And you've been through psyc evals and physical therapy and-"

"Alright, alright, It hasn't been nothing, but it's certainly wasn't what I wanted to be doing. I missed this place."

I grin, "And it's missed you, my sweet."

She stands, "I think it's time to reacquaint myself with the sludge that we pass off as coffee."

I link my arm through her's, "I was actually headed that way myself, shall we venture together?"

She grabs her mug off of her desk and smiles again, "We shall."

I've been holding onto her arm or her hand whenever I've seen her since she's been in the hospital. She's, no doubt about it, noticed by now, but she lets me hang on. It's like a safety blanket. A gorgeous, kick-ass safety blanket. I like knowing that she's solid and actually here. I might be a little afraid that she'll disappear and this is all a dream. I think now that she's back to work and we'll be seeing her every day, it'll be easier for all of us to finally believe.

As we walk over to the kitchenette I have an idea, "We should totally have a party."

She looks over at me after pouring herself some coffee, "For what?"

"For everything! For you coming back to work. For the fact that it's spring. For the excitement of trying to get a certain doctor drunk again."

"Is this just some scheme to get us all to come over and help you and Kevin unpack your new house?"

I feign a hurt expression, "I am surprised that you would think that! And no, we've actually finished that up. Oh! It can be a 'house warming-job renewal-get Reid drunk' party!"

She laughs, "You seem really intent on getting Reid drunk."

"He's absolutely hilarious when he's drunk. He's just like himself just magnified, you can't say that it's not fun," I add creamer to my coffee and turn back to her, "and besides, parties are just plain delightful. We could all use some unwinding."

Emily makes eye contact with a smiling Derek Morgan, who had just approached, "PG wants to have a party and get Reid drunk."

He raises an eyebrow, "Sounds like fun, just tell me when and what to bring."

I smile, "Oh, I love parties!"

I start thinking about decorations and possible themes. I turn to ask Emily a question when I see that Derek had leaned right past her to get his coffee. She hadn't changed position from leaning against the counter and he was unnaturally close. And it's not like it's anything that shouldn't be done at work either. It wasn't vulgar by any means, not even PG-13, to be honest; it would probably be a G-rated move. When he pulls back I think he brushes his nose against her cheek, though from this angle I could just have imagined it. Before they have a chance to notice an audience I look away as if I saw nothing.

Derek smiles in my direction and nods at Emily before sauntering off to the conference room to wait for the meeting to start.

I turn back to Emily to see her stirring her coffee with a small smile on her face, "So," I snap her out of her reverie, "Do you think this weekend is too short notice?"

She looks flustered for a split second and shakes her head, "No, not if you use your immense networking skill to get the word out quickly."

"I do have immense otherworldly skills for this sort of thing."

She heads to the conference room and I follow. Whatever it is that I just saw, I need to confirm. But whatever it is, I'm sure it's awesome.

It's the weekend and my house is prepped for a party. Eh, more of a shindig or a gathering actually. It's only going to be the team, but either way it's going to be fun. JJ, Will, Hotch, Jack and Henry are already here. JJ, Kevin and I got things ready while an epic match was going on in the backyard. Will and Hotch (the Old Fogeys) versus Jack and Henry (the Youngins) in the soccer match of the century. It's nice to see Hotch so carefree and actually smiling. I need to remember to get my camera out at some point. My thoughts are interrupted by the doorbell ringing.

I yell to the awaiting guests, "The Goddess cometh! Hold on to your hats!"

JJ chuckles as I leave to answer the door, I live to make a statement. I open the door to reveal the rest of the team.

"Did you all just happen to pull up at the same time or did you plan it this way?" I give Reid a searching look, not to accuse…just to fluster.

Rossi smirks, "We pulled up together. No need to torture him quite yet."

The two men enter into my home, followed by Emily, Ashley and Derek. I lead them to the kitchen where happy greetings are exchanged.

"I brought copious amounts of beer for our plan, PG," Emily addresses me, smirking towards a confused Reid.

"I don't know what this is about, but I refuse to be involved," the young genius protests as he slinks out the backdoor.

After he closes the door, I look at Emily, "Did you really?"

She grins, "No, it's just fun to watch him squirm."

JJ and I both nod, "It really is."

Derek looks around at all of us, "You guys are a little evil, and you know this right?"

I give him one of my best smiles, "We do. Now before I forget, I'm going to go and grab my camera so I don't miss anything exciting."

I wander out of the kitchen in search of my camera. I hear the backdoor open and close once more and can only assume more people have joined the festivities out back. As I make my return trip I halt my movement by the sound of two voices in the kitchen. I see their reflection in a mirror above the stairs, Emily and Derek, once again, grace my sight. They think they're alone.

"Oh, I don't think I can carry all of those heavy bags outside. You know, given my injuries and whatnot," Emily pouts at a grinning Derek Morgan.

"Oh, Princess, you have been more than fine for all types of physical action for weeks now," Derek presses, though he does not seem against doing the physical labor and grabs the bags.

"Oh really? What are you? My doctor?" She sticks her tongue out at him and moves towards the door.

She doesn't make it more than a few feet before Derek grabs her arm with a free hand and pulls her toward him, "I'm no doctor, but I can testify to the amount of stamina you have for a few activities."

I clasp my hand over my mouth to keep from shrieking in joy. I watch as Emily's cheeks burn red but she doesn't turn away. He quickly checks the window to make sure no one is watching and presses a kiss to her lips. They remain close, forehead to forehead, for a lingering moment before exiting to the backyard. Oh, kittens. Oh wow. I need to find JJ.

The next chpt will be up soon, hopefully. School might ruin that plan.