Author's Note: I think this may actually be my favourite chapter yet. I'm not 100% certain why, but it may have something to do with the soft spot I have for Emily speaking a different language. It's crazy hot, even just in my colourful brain. :) Anyway, speaking of which, the translations will be in an author's note at the end of this chapter. I translated them back using a program on Google, and what it came up with was completely illogical, which made no sense to me. But either way, what it is actually meant to mean, can be found further down this page. Also, I apologise to any Spanish speakers for royally screwing up your beautiful language.

Author's Note 2: I got more reviews this time, so you can all pat yourself on the back for making a girl grin like an idiot. ;) Thank you! And please keep them coming.

Disclaimer: What would happen if I said here that I do own Criminal Minds, and that I am collecting profit from this? *feels slightly rebellious*

LOGIC HAS NO PLACE IN LOVE

You could be the greatest profiler in the whole damn world, but when it comes to mattes of the heart, all logic is lost. And if Emily wasn't so damn in love with JJ, she'd be able to apply logic to this very situation; logic that would tell her that the blonde's words were nothing but an attempt at shifting the power in their favour. But Emily was in love with JJ, and the words were nothing but a dagger to her frantically beating heart.

She was still a profiler though, and whilst her heart ached, she, for that very reason, needed to focus her attention on Sarah. It was bad enough that this situation was no one's fault but her own, but if JJ didn't make it out of this alive, she would never forgive herself - even if her comments regarding Will were true. So as the smaller woman marched determined towards the blonde, Emily instantly agreed to her demands.

JJ may not love her, but that didn't change the fact that she would protect her to the death if she had to.

Silence had filled the room for far too long and it unsettled Emily. Though, she wasn't sure if it was that that unsettled her or the fact that she now could not see where Sarah was. What was this woman cooking up in her mind? If she wanted answers, why didn't she just get on with asking the questions? And more importantly, where the hell was she?

Suddenly, the widening of JJ's eyes gave her the answer. She, until this point, had struggled to look at the blonde agent, knowing that if she allowed herself to be taken in by those beautiful blue, and apparently lying, eyes of hers, she'd never be able to focus. But out of her peripherals, she caught a glimpse of them and what she saw filled her with fear, causing her to turn around instantly.

What unfolded next, happened in slow motion, for both agents involved. All senses became heightened, heartbeats stopped, and each agent, for that moment, resigned themselves to what they assumed inevitable.

As the quiet click of a pulled trigger echoed impossibly loud around them, Emily's eyes remained tightly shut before it suddenly dawned on her that she was in fact still alive. How was that even possible? She opened her eyes to find the barrel of the gun still aimed directly between them and tried desperately to regain her composure. The gun may not have killed her, but she was certain that her rapidly increasing heartbeat would.

"You're a lucky girl, Emily. " The words left the smaller woman's mouth with so nonchalantly but laced with a hint of relief; she wasn't quite ready for this to be over yet, either. "You're familiar with Russian Roulette, I presume?"

Emily stared in dismay at the sadistic smile on Sarah's face as she struggled to formulate the correct response. Hell, what was the correct response to a question like that? So for now she remained silent and instead told herself: If this is the catch to her questioning, I'll take it. At least it isn't JJ that will be harmed.

She'd taken a genuine comfort in that thought, but oh, how wrong she was. And this realization was painted so vividly in front of her as she watched Sarah take up a standing position behind JJ. She somewhat remembered witnessing the once beautiful rise and fall of JJ's heavy chest before, but never had she imagined that it would be a direct result of having a gun pressed to her head.

Trying to remain calm, Emily began. "Sarah, your issue is with me. Take it out on me."

"What do you think I'm doing, love? See, I could kill you. Right now if I really wanted to." Emily saw the smirk on her face at that remark, telling her that she was getting off on this power that she seemed to have. "But where would be the fun in that? No, there are so many more interesting ways to hurt you."

For the first time since the words had left JJ's mouth, Emily allowed herself to realise, momentarily, that perhaps she really had said them for the very same reason that she herself was about to speak. The thought was gone as quick as it had arrived though, as Emily focused carefully on each word, almost writing them literally on her brain so that she didn't forget anything.

With a silent breath, dark eyes met Sarah's, and with only calm in her voice, she spoke, "Te dejé porque no podía manejar amar a alguien. Te dejé porque no podía soportar perderte." She paused for a second as she forced the following words to leave her mouth, knowing that it was the biggest gamble that she would ever make in her life, "Usted puede matarla si quieres, porque me va a doler. Sin embargo, no por las razones que usted piensa."

She could see it in her eyes that Sarah was intrigued, and relief washed over her as she lowered the gun; perhaps her gamble had paid off.

JJ wasn't sure what to think at this point, and such was evident on her face. She understood every word, and because of that, she was beginning to regret that Spanish class that she'd taken to surprise Emily. Though, despite being almost certain before that Emily didn't love her, for some reason, a tiny part of her currently questioned the brunette's motives for the words that she was saying. She too, was intrigued as to what the hell Emily was playing at.

"Y cuáles serían esas razones, Emily?"

Emily smiled at the words that confirmed to her that she was onto a winner, and a seductive sparkle glazed over her eyes as she returned to her native language and spoke once again. "Do you really think that I want to lose you now that I finally have you back? If you kill her, it will ruin everything. You'll go to jail and I'll be alone again. I don't want to be without you again, I don't want to have to search for a replacement again." Her heart fluttered with both relief and fear as Sarah took steps to towards her.

She watched the smaller woman lean down, leveling her face with her own, and that seductive sparkle darkened her eyes once more as she prepared herself for what she assumed would result in a kiss that, honestly, no part of her wanted. But if that was the alternative that she would more than happily take it.

Their faces were mere inches apart, Sarah's eyes fixated on Emily's lips as she whispered. "Emily.."

"Yes, baby.." Emily ensured that she used her huskiest, sexiest voice as those words fell from her perfect, crimson lips; one that she'd used on JJ many of times. And for a second there, she almost lost focus. Jennifer..

Catching herself just in time, Emily flicked her eyes between the smaller woman's eyes and lips; tilting her head a little, her heart stopped as Sarah leaned in further.. She couldn't believe that she was actually about to kiss this woman after everything, despite what her motives were. But just as those thoughts ran through her brain, she was met by a sudden yank of her dark hair and cold breath against her ear.

"Did you really think I'd fall for that?" The words were filled with anger; anger that told Emily that she had just made a terrible mistake. Oh god.. what had she done?

Author's Note 3: "Te dejé porque no podía manejar amar a alguien. Te dejé porque no podía soportar perderte." (I left you because I couldn't handle loving someone. I left you because I couldn't handle losing you.) "Usted puede matarla si quieres, porque me va a doler. Sin embargo, no por las razones que usted piensa." (You can kill her if you want, because it will hurt me. Though, not for the reasons you think.) Y cuáles serían esas razones, Emily? (And what would those reasons be, Emily?)

Author's Note 4: Davi: There are many reasons you should create an account. One of which being that then, you'll get this pretty little alert that pops up in your email once in a while, informing you that I have updated my story. ;) (that was the best I could come up with at this late hour.)