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Security 15/?

Title: Security 15/?
Pairing: JJ/Prentiss
Rating: PG-15
Summary: This is how it starts, with a friendship that can't stop from becoming more.
Warnings: Femslash
Spoiler Warnings: None
Author's Note: Home again and the case is over! Life goes on, however.

I'd like to thank queenof1000days for her continued encouragement and inspiration as I tackle writing this behemoth. She's been invaluable and I honestly don't know what I would do without her. Security is dedicated to her.
Word Count: c. 1669
Disclaimer: Without prejudice. The names of all characters contained here-in are the property of CBS and their respective creators. No infringements of these copyrights are intended, and are used here without permission.

He'd looked out the window and seen the clouds and the land far below. The fields had looked like handkerchiefs, and he could see the streams and rivers winding around like little blue snakes everywhere. The man called Reid wasn't just good at magic. He also had candy in his pocket!

And King Aaron knew stories too, even if his didn't have any of the same characters as Emmy's stories. King Aaron's stories were about Goldilocks and the three bears, and about a girl called Rapunzel with long, long hair. King Aaron's face seemed kind of red when he told stories, though, and he kept looking at the other people like he thought they might be laughing at them, even though when Harrison looked around, they were all busy reading or sleeping.

Emmy was sleeping now, and Princess Jennifer told him not to wake her up, but they didn't understand. The bad man had taken away his mommy, but Harrison had it all figured out. God, or maybe the angels, had known what the bad man was going to do, and so they'd sent him Emmy to take care of him. She was pretty and even looked like his mommy, and she smelled nice and sang pretty songs.

He squirmed out of Princess Jennifer's lap and curled up next to Emmy on the couch she was sleeping on. Carefully, gently, he kissed her forehead, like his mommy used to do to him, and closed his eyes.


“The boy is obviously attached to Prentiss,” Hotch remarked, when he'd got over the embarrassment of actually knowing children's stories well enough to retell them. His agents, out of respect of self-preservation, were carefully not mentioning this previously unknown talent. “At the risk of sounding sentimental, it's nice to see Emily so… soft, for a change. Her behavior and conduct as an agent of the FBI are obviously beyond reproach, but seeing her with this child…”

“It's beautiful,” JJ supplied wistfully. “It's brought out a side of her none of us even knew existed. I don't think even she knew that she had even a scrap of maternal instinct.”

“And how are you feeling about this new development?” Hotch asked her carefully. “To put it bluntly, it wasn't so long ago you were in the same position the boy is in now, burrowing into Prentiss for comfort and refusing to leave her side. Of course, you had something of an excuse in that you were practically delirious with fever.”

Indignantly, JJ sat up straighter and rounded on Hotch, ready to defend her own honor, when she saw the twinkle in Hotch’s eye. He was teasing her, she realized, too late to mask her initial response. “Jerk,” she muttered, hiding a smile.

“Excuse me, Agent Jareau?” Hotch asked, feigning reproach at her remark.

“You're a jerk, sir,” JJ amended with a smirk.


After they touched down Emily hoisted Harrison onto her hip. “I don't have a car seat for him,” she realized with a groan. She was just beginning to realize how much she had taken on, and how unprepared she was for the reality of looking after a child.

“I have one of Jack's booster seats in the trunk of mine,” Hotch said, surprisingly. “It should tide you over.” He grabbed the seat and helped Emily set Harrison up in the back seat of her car. He protested being buckled in as Emily backed out of the car, but she showed him that she was only going to the driver's seat.

JJ settled into the passenger seat and smiled back at Harrison. “See? It's okay. Emily’s going to drive us home, and then we can have some food. What do you like to eat?”

The boy visibly relaxed as Emily got in the car as promised. “Can we have burgers?” he asked.

Emily reached out and took JJ’s hand, lacing their fingers together and shooting her a look of love. “Yes, we can have burgers,” she said to Harrison. “Is it okay if the princess comes home with us?”

Harrison nodded. “I like her,” he said to Emily, ignoring the fact that JJ was right there in the car. “She doesn't have dark hair like you or mommy, but you were right, her hair is golden like sunshine. And she's pretty, and she smells good, and she gives good hugs.”

“Well, would you look at that,” Emily remarked dryly to JJ. “Looks like you're a keeper, Princess Jennifer.”


Hours later when they had eaten, Emily tucked Harrison up in the big bed in her guest room. It wasn't really a kid-friendly room, but she figured she could go shopping in the morning. In the meantime, the bed was big enough that he wasn't likely to fall out. She took the lamp off the bedside table and set it down on the floor by the door, turning it on as a makeshift night light.

“You remember where the bathroom is?” she asked, stroking his hair gently.

“Across the hall, count two doors, and that's the bathroom,” he recited obediently. “And if I get lost, follow the lights.” Emily had set up more makeshift night lights all the way to the bathroom, almost like an air strip's approach lights, so there could be no confusing where he had to go, if he had to go.

“And you remember where I'll be?” she checked.

“You're the big door at the end of the hall,” he said, eyes drooping. “Why can't I sleep with you?”

Emily blushed. “Because you're a big boy, and big boys get their own rooms and their own beds,” she hedged, not wanting to admit that the real reason was “because the princess is bunking with me”.

“Okay.” Harrison yawned, his little hand reaching up to cup Emily’s face. “I love you, Emmy.”

Emily’s breath caught in her throat, but she smiled at him through suddenly watery eyes. “I love you too, little man,” she whispered back.


“He's asleep,” she said as she plopped down on the couch next to JJ.

“You are amazing with him,” JJ breathed, leaning into her. “I've never seen anything like it. It actually made my heart hurt a little, watching you soothe him after his panic attack back at the cabin.” She leaned in for a soft kiss. “It isn't hard to see why he loves you.”

Emily kissed back just as gently, but then something came over her. She stood, taking JJ by the hand and leading her down the hall to her bedroom. As soon as the door was closed behind them, she grabbed JJ by the shoulders, pushing her up against the door and kissing her hard.

“I've been waiting all damn day to do this,” she gasped, feeling like she could devour this woman. “I need you close, JJ…”

“I’m here,” JJ panted, kissing back just as desperately. “God, Emily… you feel so good…”

Abandoning JJ’s lips, much to the younger woman's dismay, Emily made it up to her by turning her attention to JJ’s neck, nibbling lightly and darting her tongue out to taste. It was, she realized through her haze of desire, the most intimate thing they had done to date, and she also realized that she didn't want to stop, not yet. She wanted JJ crazy, wanted her moaning and desperate, and she knew just how to do it.

She kissed up JJ’s neck to her ear and, after dragging her tongue around the soft curve, she began whispering urgently. “I want you,” she groaned. “I want to feel you next to me. I want to discover every inch of you…” She let out a hot breath, right into JJ’s ear, feeling the precise moment when JJ’s knees buckled and deftly catching her.

“Are you sure?” JJ moaned, her voice high pitched and needy. “You really wanna do this?”

Kissing and touching, yes, Emily wanted those. But she knew that as much as she had led JJ on, she still wasn't ready to take the final plunge. “I want to be close to you,” she said, backing off a little and setting JJ back on her feet. “I might not be ready for… everything, but I’m ready for this.”

“Just say when,” JJ said quietly, kissing Emily again. Her hands traced up Emily’s side, then began unbuttoning her blouse, pushing it off her shoulders. Emily said nothing, just returned the kiss, still pushing herself close. JJ, boldly, unbuckled Emily’s belt, waiting to be stopped, but Emily just shimmied out of her pants, kicking them aside and meeting JJ’s gaze with vulnerable eyes.

“You're gorgeous,” JJ whispered, looking at the brunette in nothing but a tank top and panties. “You're… trembling! Emily, baby, we don't have to do anything you're not ready for.”

“I've got… scars,” Emily said bashfully. “And I’m kind of… I have angles, with my hips. And I have weird knees.”

“You're gorgeous,” JJ repeated seriously. She walked Emily back towards the bed, pressing soft kisses to her mouth and helping her under the covers before undressing down to her own underwear and climbing in. “Every part of you is gorgeous, even the bits you don't like. Like this nose…” JJ’s eyes got teary all of a sudden. “I came so close to never seeing this nose again,” she choked. “These eyes… this beautiful smile… I almost lost all of it. I almost lost you.”

Emily held her tightly. “I promise, I won't do anything like that again,” she vowed. “I'll stick with Morgan, or Reid, or Hotch. I'll never go anywhere without a partner. I'll come home to you, JJ. Every night, I'll come home to you… if you promise you'll do the same for me.”

“I promise,” JJ nodded, clinging to Emily.

Wrapped around each other, in the least amount of clothing they'd ever worn in front of each other, Emily and JJ fell asleep – with JJ’s hand well and truly clutching Emily’s tank top, like she would rather die than let her go.


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Oct. 5th, 2012 11:10 pm (UTC)
awwwwwww So cute :-) Next chapter soon *pleading eyes*
Oct. 8th, 2012 03:55 am (UTC)
I'm so excited because I know what happens next, but it's so much fun rereading this and seeing all over again where their relationship starts.
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