I'm Here For You

Chapter 9: St Paul's

"Hey Morgan. Come on in." J.J said as she opened the front door, greeted by the smiling face of Derek Morgan. "Emily's just upstairs getting changed...again." she continued with a role of her eyes. Morgan smiled as he shut the front door behind him.

"Oh, you gotta love Princess." He said, causing both of the agents to laugh. Emily came down the stairs, this time clad in a grey zip up sweater and the jeans that she had been wearing earlier.

"What's so funny you two?" she asked the hysterical agents, having heard their whole conversation from the top of the staircase.

"Oh, nothing important Princess." Morgan said, trying to control his laughter. Emily simply rolled her eyes and shook her head at the agents, walking into the kitchen and pouring herself a third cup of coffee.

"You want a coffee Morgan?" she asked as the other two walked into the kitchen, taking seats at the breakfast bar. Morgan waved her off, having already had his own three cups before coming over.

"So Garcia said you had new information about the couples?" J.J asked, breaking the silence that had fallen upon the kitchen. Morgan nodded, pulling out a file from his bag.

"Yeah. Turns out that all of the couples went to a church in town...uh, St. Paul's, I believe. The rest of the team believe that we are looking for a white male, in his mid to late thirties. He would be attending this church alone, and most likely had a bad experience with lesbians." He paused, casting a quick look at Emily who averted her eyes to her coffee. "Possibly an ex-girlfriend or wife that announced she was leaving him for a woman. Something that triggered this rage and hatred for lesbians. As well, look out for someone who is overly confident in himself. These killings are vicious and extensive, not quick and meant to be over with quickly. It is clear he wanted these women to suffer." Morgan finished, leaving the women in a stunned silence for a moment. No matter how long they worked at it, this job never got any easier.

"So I'm guessing we will be headed to church tomorrow morning?" J.J asked with a chuckle. Morgan nodded, handing the blonde woman another folder, containing information about the church.

"Great. Catholics. And just when thought I was done with this freaking religion." Emily said, rolling her eyes with a sigh. J.J raised an eyebrow at her best friend, casting a sideways look at her.

"Woah, clearly you have some issues with the catholic church...what happened?" she asked quietly, stretching a hand out towards the other woman. Emily jerked her hand away. She wasn't going to lie, the action hurt J.J.

Given the tension between the two women, Morgan took this as his invitation to leave.

"Okay, well I'm going to head out back and take those measurements for a pool, and then get out of your hair. If you two need anything, here's my business card. All calls go directly to Garcia." He said, standing up from his seat and walking towards the back door. "Oh, and Prentiss. It's a Christian church. Don't asked me why they chose to name it after a saint." He said before walking out the backdoor.

Emily sighed, feeling like a complete jerk about how she had reacted, especially towards the blonde woman who was starring at her hands intently.

"Jayje...I'm sorry for how I reacted. You must think I'm a total jerk." She apologized, grabbing hold of one of J.J's hands. The blonde couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Not a total jerk. Just two thirds of one." She said with a laugh. Emily gasped, feigning hurt.

"Jennifer Jareau. That is so rude!" she said, playfully slapping the blonde on the arm. Both women laughed. The blonde walked around the counter and wrapped her arms around the older woman, holding her close.