Morgan and Emily looked at each other as they finished each other's sheets.
"I don't want a scene", Emily said.
"What?" he said. "Afraid I'd get you to spill the beans about Hotch?"
Emily spat out her drink causing the team to now glance in their direction.
"What?" she hissed. "Who told?"
"You just did", Morgan said laughing. "But I already knew."
"Really? How?" Emily said sheepishly.
"C'mon Em. We're profilers. Just because we 'promised' not to profile each other, doesn't mean we don't. We just keep it to ourselves."
"Like you and 'Baby Girl'? Emily said.
Morgan glanced over at Garcia. "That, Emily, is one of the most confusing yet simplest things in my life."
"How so?" Emily sat forward ready to listen.
"Of course I love her. And I always will. But sometimes I feel like she looks right through me. Like I could never be serious about her." Morgan sipped his drink. "It's like I'm visible and invisible at the same time."
"She sees you." Emily said.
"She does?" Morgan asked excitedly.
"Yeah", Emily said. "And you're right, she feels like she wouldn't be good enough to be on your arms."
"That's nonsense", Morgan said standing up. Emily gently pulled him back to his seat.
"Of course it is. But can you see it from her point of view? Look at the girls you usually hang with."
"But that means nothing", Morgan said finishing his sheet and handing it to Rossi. "I love her, all of her and she's beautiful to me." Morgan sat back in his chair and smiled. "And Hotch?"
Emily blushed deeply. "What about our fearless leader?"
"When are you going to let him know he's got the right stuff, baby." Morgan sang.
Emily punched Morgan in the arm lightly and handed Rossi her paper. "Never." She said.
"Never." She said.
Rossi cleared his throat. "I need a minute to go over these and calculate the findings." He walked back in the house and left the team sitting together after they made it back to the table.
"That was a good take down, Jayje", Emily said, refreshing her wine and reaching for the Vodka bottle.
"Thanks", JJ said. "Hitting that a little heavily, aren't you?"
"When Rossi comes back, you're going to wish you had." Emily put the bottle back down.
"Pass it over", JJ said, taking two shots. "Anyone else?"
The table mumbled and everyone took two shots and Hotch took three. Rossi came back out, and had one sheet in his hand.
"This is very interesting. You all said the same things when it came to the inter-office questions. That's good, it means we function well as a team." He sat down. "I'm not going to say who is dreaming about whom out loud." A collective sigh went around the table. "But I will tell each individual person." Rossi got up, and went around the table. He got to Morgan. "Kitten's been dreaming about you."
Morgan looked up and smiled. Rossi went to JJ.
"Guess what genius thinks you're hot?" Rossi chuckled lightly in her ear while she blushed.
Rossi stepped up to Hotch. "Emily thinks about you all the time."
Hotch almost choked on his sip of beer.
Rossi sided up to Spencer. "You know, JJ really does want you. She's waiting on you."
Spencer turned beet red as Rossi rested back at Garcia.
"No matter what you may see, Morgan see a goddess, and he's into worshiping them."
Garcia almost slipped down out of her chair.
Rossi kissed Emily on the cheek. "You already know."
Rossi stood up straight and grabbed the almost empty bottle of vodka. "I'll just take this…" he said, walking back into the house. "Oh and by the way, it's all true, so you guys can bypass that question."
The team sat there looking at each other. The alcohol was helping to lower fears and raise nerves, which had the team member doing things they thought they'd never do.