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"Good work everyone. Head back to the hotel and meet at the jet strip within an hour." Hotch dismissed the team.
They're in Boston, finished a case where a the victims were found dead. The man behind it all thought, attempting to prove a point of being a "hero", a "protector", would regain his title of a father to his unborn child and ex-wide, Hannah. Seeking a "re-do" after the lost of their first child. His way of proof was after every kill, he places memento of his victims in a scrapbook.
"This is proof! This is proof that I can protect our new baby! This is proof. Proof that I'm never, never going to let anything or anyone ever hurt him!"
Jennifer moved slowly as she packed her used clothes, worn out boots, a small pouch which held her toiletries, and small containers of shampoo and conditioner. She disliked the hotel brand soaps. She felt like a piece of chewed up gum every time she was forced to use them. Not changing out of her work clothes, she did manage to put on fluffy charcoal gray socks to go with her black crocks.
A knock at her door repeated as she slipped on her footwear, "Jen, you ready?" Emily called out. No matter if they were late, or early for their arrival to the jet, she always waited for her. She always wondered how Emily alwyas finished packing before her, but Emily claims "the way your office looks.. I wouldn't wonder to much".
They weren't open to the team about their relationship, they knew they knew, but didn't care to do deeper. It was their relationship, not the worlds. Though, in the office, they had to lay their hands off each other for professional and fraternization policy. Sometimes they really didn't care if they would get caught by HR, because comfort after a long case is what distracts the memories of the case they've just dealt.
They were the first to arrive. Emily walked in the jet setting her bag down and went to the Kitchenette. She made hot cocoa for Jennifer, her comfort drink, and herself some tea. She brought it back to the table, sitting next to Jennifer. The placement of the cup on the table brought Jennifer back into reality from staring into the blue, setting into orange skies.
"Thank you" she mumbled into the cup. Derek and Reid entered the jet, sitting on the table across of them. Emily caressed Jennifer's knee as "you're welcome". She turned to see her gaze returned to the window. She had fallen asleep.
"Dinner at my mansion tonight, then we're going to one of my favorite spots in town." Rossi declared as she sat on the seat near the front of the cabin. Hotch sitting aside him.
"Free food" Reid smiles
"Free booze" Derek raised his eye brows
"Hey" Rossi pointed towards the men. They snickered in response, Hotch curved a small smile at the remarks.
After a long day, the flight seemed forever though only less than 2 hours long, everyone stayed in their respective seats. Derek with his eyes closed and headphones on, Reid with a book 3/4ths finished, Hotch going over the finalized case file while making small talk with Rossi. Emily was watching her lover as she slept. Luckily the seats they chose were turned away from Hotch and Rossi, and their peers next to them weren't looking their direction.
Her eyes traced Jennifer's face, burning a outline everytime she closed her eyes. Her lips were always more swollen as she slept, and the stress lines that marked her forehead vanished. She looked mesmerizing in Emily's eyes. She saw the person who only herself had the privilege of seeing. A part of Jennifer who made her who she was. Being women in this line of work, she had proved herself to the bullies in this occupation. Those being the men. She had to be fierce and start tall all the time. But in Emily's eyes, she saw the woman she fell I love with. Starting with bouncing from one apartment to the others, to living in a new one for new memories.
Smiling brightly at her girlfriend, she didn't notice how long she'd been entranced till she felt the plane land. Jennifer woke from the motions, seeing Emilys twinkling gaze on her.
"Dinner at pasta mans house tonight, then we're going out" Emily spoke.
"Mansion" Rossi emphasized. Jennifer laughed at the fact he didn't correct the moniker towards him.
"Do we really have to go? I was hoping to sleep in till tomorrow" Jennifer said sinking into her bed, Emily fell beside her. She grabbed her hands kissing every knuckle, "Yes. Rossi seemed exaggerate about it. Plus, it's free food.. and booze" Emily squeezed Jennifer's hand.
Jennifer moved into Emily's arms, melting her body against Emily's chest and neck. "Can we arrive late. After his 'cooking lessons' ". Emily swept her hair behind her ear, kissing the skin underneath, "doesn't sound like a bad idea", she said molding her body against her girlfriends as well.
Emily felt Jennifer's body slack, "babe, you can't sleep now. If you do you won't be able to later". She heard a muffled groan in her neck, chuckling at the feeling. "Only a few minutes".
After a 10 minutes, she felt flutters against her shoulder, which were kisses to her shoulder and Emily's voice, "wake up. We should start getting ready". She closed her eyes again, Emily places kisses over both eyelids, then she could sense her lips ghosting over hers. Jennifer puckered her lips only for Emily to pull away from the bed completely. She cracked one eye open, "hey" she pouted. "Get up, my sleeping beauty", Emily teased.
"No. Kiss first." She puckered her lips once again.
"No. After you get ready."
She groaned into the air, "Fine. Only because I'm hungry". She waltzed into the bathroom, Emily watched as she slouched her way in. "Do we have to wear fancy shit tonight?" Jennifer asked form the shower.
"I'm going to say no, but seeing as Rossi is taking us out afterwards, we should wear something that's not just lounge wear." Emily replied, changing into her outfit, she showered after letting Jennifer sleep in a bit. She put on light-denim wide jeans that cuff at the bottom with a black off-centered buckle, emerald green collared blouse, and black ankle strap heels. Her hair finally grew long enough to be in a low ponytail and threw on small hoop earrings she stole from Jennifer. She picked out Jennifer's outfit, a thigh high green dress that matched the color of her shirt. It was simple, yet sorta fancy.
She stepped out of the shower seeing the outfit Emily had picked out for her laid on the bed. She put it on, then Emily came around and clasped one of her gold necklaces. Emily then gestured first her to sit on the edge of the bed, she did and Emily held her hand out to hold Jennifer's foot and place it in her nude pumps. When she tied the straps, she kissed the inside of her foot, a few more up to her knees switching both left and right legs. Standing on her knees, she put a final on her lips, those for depriving her of a single kiss on the lips earlier. They smiled into the kiss.
"Don't you dare deny me another kiss after a day like this." Jennifer said, her face serious and stern. It made Emilys eyes widen, but inside she was all mush by the authoritative Jennifer's voice had over her.
"Yess ma'am", she stood up, they did a few more things before heading out.
They invited themselves in hearing chatter and smelt the food as they opened the door. Walking towards the kitchen, they saw Reid and Derek. "There you two are." Reid said. "Why so late? Busy with something.. or someone" Derek whispered the last part.
Emily raised her hand, "No. we were tired, so we took our time. Have a problem with that?" The men shook their heads. Penelope walked in, "Finally. You two look amazing!" She then stopped in her tracks, just staring at them. "Not to sound weird, it You're hot. Like if I ever saw you two in public, I would know for a fact you two smell good" Jennifer laughed as she wrapped her arms around Emily's waist. "Thanks to you. Also thanks for the Yves Saint Lauren sets" Emily said.
"That's you I smell?" He shook his head. "I thought it was all Jj" he laughed. "Please. You look like you use Old Spice. Excuse you" Emily said to him.
"Excuse you, I only use Dior. Thank you very much" he flicked his wrist up, blocking her face. They all laughed.
"Children, let's eat so I can take you all out to town" Rossi plated their food. They sat in the dinning room, Rossi and Hotch at the both ends, Reid Morgan on one side, and the other were the ladies.
"Where we going tonight pops" Derek asked between bites. Rossi stared at him, "my favorite bar. For a while, it's gone a little down hill, but this past week I've gotten word around the building to help fundraiser money to keep it going. So, don't be surprised to see anyone from the office there"
Emily and Jennifer looked at each-other about the heads up, tonight they would have to keep their hands off each-other, which would be hard tonight since touch is their comfort and love-language.
"Sounds fun" Penelope says. The rest of dinner filled with small talk and laughter. They headed their way to their cars and followed Rossi. He wasn't wrong when he said people from the office would be here. It's basically at its full capacity. Emily and Jennifer knew they weren't going to stay long anyways, so right now it's show face, talk, then leave. That's the plan.
A few "Hey, you're a profiler right?", "you're mother is really ambassador?", hand full of winks, hand placements on her arm, Emily wasn't having it. Everyone knew she leaned towards women, but they didn't know about her relationship with Jennifer. These are the times they want to say it to the world, but the policies and restriction. They've have that talk about how their occupation, both of them, could be at risk. But they took that risk. But at what cost really?
Emily could see Jennifer was getting irritated at the overdramatic seeking of attention from the many agents that came by her. Emily declined them all, all while discreetly holding her hand to Jennifer's lower back, drawing circles to ground both of them. Also a tell for them both that it's soon to leave. This wasn't the first time this has happened to either of the women.
As they were about to leave, the lights went low and a song started playing. Many people made their way towards the dance floor, pulling Emily and Jennifer with them. As the music started playing, something in Emily whispered, fuck it. She pulled Jennifer in by her waist, her hands dropping to her hips as they swayed side to side.
Jennifer was surprised at the motion, perching her head up to see if any higher ups were in the area, "Emily. What are you doing?" She whispered with surprise and confusion.
"Dancing with my girlfriend."
She saw Jennifer's head looking around and asked. "Are the women who kept hitting in me watching us." She smirked, "I wouldn't blame them. We're a hot couple". Jennifer smiled, letting that thought sink in as she wrapped her arms around Emily's neck.
Hold me, kiss me
Emily used the grip on Jennifer waist to pull her in more, she laid a light kiss to Jennifer's exposed collarbone. Jennifer shuddered at the feeling. This wasn't the first time they've been affectionate around others, but this was more openly, and around everyone. But at that point, they didn't care.
Whisper sweetly
Emily rested her cheek against Jennifer's, "You look gorgeous tonight." She pulled back, she grabbed her hand and spun her softly, they both giggled like school girls. They're hands returning to their positions. "I've got a girlfriend with good taste. You would like her" Jennifer said. Emily shook her head. Everyone around them forgotten, as their forever stood in front of them. Jennifer moved one hand down to inteelock her hand with Emily's.
"I love you"s were said as the song came to an end.
That you, love me.
Forever.