Careful where you step

Chapter 3: Bullets wounds hurt

You wake up the next morning with Emilys arm wrapped around you. The alarm had somehow made it into your dream so it rang a few times before you turned it off.

"Fuck," Emily muttered. "What time is it?"

"Six, babe." you mutter back.

"What time are we supposed to be at the station?" she says trying to shield her eyes from the sun that has made it into the hotel room.

"Seven. Let's get ready really quick so we can pick up breakfast at this awesome burrito place."

"Fine. I get first shower." she say with a grin on her face.

"It would take less time if I joined you." you giggled back to her.

She glanced over and smiled. You guys got really quickly. You were in the room next to JJ so you tried to sneak Emily out without her seeing, but of course as soon as Emily stepped out of you room JJ walked out.

"Oh, erm... Hey JJ..." Emily said trying to act natural.

"Did you spend the night in (Y/N)s room last night?" she said trying not to sound too accusatory.

"Oh... haha yeah. Ummm...." Emily stuttered.

"Her heater broke so rather than waiting for maintenance she just slept in my room." you said trying to help Emily out a little bit.

"Okay...." JJ said. She didn't seem very convinced.

You and Emily headed to the SUV you had been using for this case.

"Shit..." you said.

"What?"

"Um... were you there for what happened back there?" you ask sarcastically.

"I don't think she thought anything of it."

"She already saw us fighting yesterday... Plus this? I'm sure she knows somethings going on. JJ is a good profiler."

"Why didn't you tell me she saw us yesterday?"

Shit. "Um... I don't know." you say to her.

She looks away and put the SUV in drive. "You should've told me." she mutters as she pulls out of the hotel parking lot.

"Sorry." you mutter back.

You don't have time to grab breakfast burritos so you just stop by a Starbucks instead.

"You're late." Hotch says. Not even looking up from his paperwork.

"Sorry." You and Emily say together.

"It's fine just get straight to work." he says, still looking down.

You call Garcia to see if she found a connection with the victims.

"Hey sweet cheeks. Garcia here and happy to help with all of your technical needs." She says as she answers the phone. You always love Garcias little quips.

"Hey Garcia." you chuckle back. "Did you find any connection to the victims." You say. You try to not sound too uncomfortable but it's hard when the dead girl in the pictures looks just like you.

"Am I on speakerphone?" she asks.

"Uhhh no. Why?"

"Are you okay. I mean with all this. I know you've noticed the resemblance between yourself and these girls. I mean after your 'incident' and all..." you cut her off there.

"Garcia, I really don't wanna talk about it. I'm going to pretend these girls look nothing like me. Now, did you find a connection between them?" you say trying not to sound too mean.