Note- I haven't written about this pairing in a few months so I thought I'd delve into them again. This story takes place during season five episode twenty one, which was titled Exit Wounds.

Roomies

Emily and Reid

Part One

May 2010

"I'm not sleeping with Reid!" Morgan announced, making it sound like a fate worth than death.

Nobody had to ask why. They all knew Reid was on this weird microbiotic diet thing that consisted of a lot of beans. Though he had gotten pills to cut down on the side effect of passing gas Morgan wouldn't let go the one night they had shared a hotel room before Reid had bought any medication.

Part of the teasing relationship the two men had insured that Morgan would be bringing up that night for months to come.

Before she could stop herself Emily blurted out "I'll bunk with Reid."

Hotch said "That's settled then. Lets get upstairs and try to get a few good hours of rest before we hit everything fresh at eight am."

They were stuck at a inn in Alaska that had only four spare rooms for their team of seven. That meant that six of them had to share and one person got a single. Though Emily would usually share with JJ, tonight JJ had been complaining of having a sore throat and fever. Emily couldn't afford to get sick while working a case and have two members of the team at less than par.

Besides how many chances in all her life would she have an excuse to share a room with Reid? It was too good of an opportunity to pass up.

As the team members started to head upstairs Emily stood up, from her seat on the couch, and looked over at Reid. "Looks like we're roomies tonight."

He gave her a wide eyed, pursed lip look. "Looks like it."

For a moment they were distracted by Morgan and Garcia flirting, with Morgan trying to order her to work upstairs in their room but her telling him that his gorgeous chocolate body would be too much of a distraction. They threw back and forth flirty lines until Morgan gave in and lumbered upstairs, giving her a stern look and telling her to finish up quick cause she needed sleep like the rest of them. Garcia called after him "Oh, mon cher, you should know by now that I never sleep well because you haunt my every moment in dream land. But I don't hardly mind because the things we do in my dreams I would not miss for all the world."

Morgan laughed and headed upstairs.

Emily looked at Reid, before motioning with her hand, "After you."

He walked past her and toward the staircase. Penelope and Emily shared a look before Emily followed Reid.

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Reid made it two steps inside the room, flipped on the light, and then stopped dead in his tracks, causing Emily to run into the back of him.

"Ompf! REID!"

He moved to the side. "Sorry."

She rubbed her nose. "Little warning next time."

He looked over at the bed. "There's just one bed."

She shrugged. "Its an inn. What did you expect?"

"Two beds," he said, in a tone that was laced with frustration.

Emily smirked. "Well, you got it half right." She set her bag on the small dresser and opened it, pulling out her pajamas. "I don't know about you but I'm beat so I'm gonna grab a five minute shower and then hit the sack." She raised an eyebrow at him. "You don't plan to read half the night, do you?"

"I only brought two books. If I wanted to read them both tonight I could finish before you're done in the bathroom."

"Not everything is better with speed," she flirted with him, though she was sure he had no clue what she was doing.

He never seemed to notice all her attempts to garner his sexual interest in her. She had just about given up on him, since she wasn't going to push him against a wall and just kiss the dickens out of him, and he seemed to not do subtle. They were at an impasse. She had to move on.

That is where Mick came in. But she just couldn't seem to pull the trigger and go for it with the hottie Brit. She blamed it on his arrogant attitude or her work schedule but the truth was that Emily knew that if she gave in and dated him all that would happen is when she closed her eyes and kissed Mick she would imagine he was Reid. It had happened a few times before to her. Reid was great for her fantasy life. A great inspiration for her orgasms. But just having him in her mind wasn't enough anymore.

So she had to give up on the idea of them. Of course, now that she had herself convinced to do that she had went and volunteered to share a bed with him in a drafty inn. Smart move.

Maybe she'd have a sex dream about him and wake him up because she was moaning his name. That would seal the deal on her embarrassment where he is concerned. But at least it would be obvious what she wanted then.

Cause it sure as hell wasn't now. That much she knew for sure.

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Emily came out of the bathroom to find Reid on his cell. "You do know its six am back in Virginia, right?"

"I gotta go," Reid said into the phone before disconnecting the call. "It was just Morgan."

"Didn't get enough of him during the day, huh?"

"Something like that."

Emily smirked. "Okay, well, scoot over cause I'm coming in."

"I'll take the floor."

"No, you won't. Trust me. My bare feet are on this floor and its freezing. Now scoot!" She slid onto the bed.

For a moment there was a long uncomfortable silence between them. Emily pretended not to notice as she lay down on her side facing away from him.

"Silk pajamas, huh?" Reid asked.

"Let me guess, statistics show that women who sleep in silk pajamas have less sex than women who sleep in babydoll nighties."

"Baby doll? Is that really what they call them?"

Emily rolled her eyes. "Night, Reid."

He got up, took out his clothes and went to the bathroom to change. When he came out he hesitated for a long moment before he walked around the bed again and crawled in behind Emily. "Good night, Prentiss. Sorry you drew the short straw and have to share with me tonight."

Rolling over she looked at him, as he lay on his back. "Well I'm not. Now I'm on the list of women who have gotten to share a bed with you. I consider myself pretty special. JJ and Garcia are gonna be so jealous."

He smirked. "I just bet."

"I have to warn you, though, that I'm like an octopus when I sleep. So if I get all tangled around you, sorry about that in advance."

He swallowed hard. "You're forgiven, in advance."

"JJ hates it when I toss and turn and end up sleeping half on her sometimes. I've been known to wake up on the other end of the bed some mornings."

"You may have a light form of somnabilism."

"Huh?"

"Sleep walking."

"Luckily I don't think I ever get out of bed. I just move around the whole bed."

"Are you sure you don't want me to take the floor?"

"Reid, don't start that again. I'm sure we can manage for one night, right?"

"I...suppose...we'll have to."

"Way to be a trooper!"she said, in an offended tone. He made the idea of sleeping next to her sound as much fun as Chinese water torture. Emily flopped on her back.

"Its just that...I've never shared a bed with someone I'm not...involved with. Except Morgan. But that's not really the same. I mean...I guess it's the same. Morgan is my co-worker and you're my co-worker."

"And I have girly parts and Morgan doesn't," Emily teased Reid, lightening up considerably because of his discomfort.

"There is that. Not that it should really matter and it doesn't. I don't see you that way."

Giving him a probing look she said "Yeah, I've noticed that. Thanks a lot, by the way!"

"You're welcome."

"So its well established that you don't see me that way but I know that guys think about sex nearly constantly so who is it that's running through your mind these days? Austin?"

"Its been over for months with her."

"Yeah, I know but still...someone has to be in that big brain of yours so who is it? Some famous actress or singer? The barista at the coffee shop? JJ? Garcia? Who?"

"I don't think this is an appropriate topic to discuss right now...or ever...but especially right now."

"Why not? This is pillow talk." She smiled at him and patted her pillow. "Come on, you can tell me. Your secret is safe with me."

He gave her a long look. "You promise not to tell anyone?"

"Yeah." She really wondered who was the woman who got this man hot. She licked her lips as she waited for his response. Her heart sped up.

He answered "Hotch."

Her mouth dropped. "What?"

"Are you surprised?"

"I just...expected...a different answer, that's all."

He chuckled. "If you could see your face right now. I'm just kidding with you but the fact that you bought it does disturb me a little. I know I'm not the most alpha guy around but still."

Emily smacked his chest. "Reid! That's not funny!" Her hand rested on his chest. She realized she was incredibly close to him at that moment.

Their eyes locked. She didn't stop to think because she knew even the slightest pause would be enough time for her to talk herself out of what she wanted to do most. Leaning over she pressed her lips to his.