Bigger Secret

Terrible with Secrets

(I want to make sure everyone knows that this chapter is supposed to be fun with some jabs and not angry or aggressive.)

The case went smoothly and Rossi ended up connecting it to an unsub from what he thought was a cold case. Emily and I didn't help very much, but we did have fun hanging out with Penelope for a few days. 

"We are going to Ohio," Hotch said, entering the conference room, "Two married couples have been found dead in the span of a week. That means time is of the essence. The wives were stabbed and the husbands shot. The men were also found to have viagra in their systems."

"Impotent..." Emily sang from her seat.

Hotch didn't respond with the same joviality, "Yes. That is an obvious theory," he handed us all case files before continuing, "Wheels up in 20."

We all rushed to get our go bags and meet on the tarmac. Boarding the plane, Emily sat across from me, next to JJ. I knew she was going to screw with me. I just knew it.

I was right.

The minute she sat down, both her eyebrows shot up twice with a smirk. Her eyes darted from JJ to me, over and over, until I told her to stop with my facial expression. Unfortunately, JJ looked up from her file and saw Emily and me smiling and wide-eyed.

"What?" JJ asked, huffing uncomfortably. 

Act natural. 

"It's nothing JJ," I responded, calmly. 

"It's nothing JJ..." Emily mocked. 

After I told Emily all about my dream, she couldn't shut up about it. Question after question and joke after joke. There's only so much you can say about a dream like that. At one point she even offered to set it up. I didn't know how to feel about that. 

JJ seemed intrigued by our little lover's quarrel, "What is wrong with you two today?" 

Emily gave me another look which caused me to roll my eyes.

"You gonna tell her or should I?" Emily teased.

Fuck. You. 

"I swear to god Emily. If you say anything I will kill you." 

Emily raised an eyebrow, "Oh ya? Sure..." 

She ended her taunt with an eye roll.

Oh, fuck no...

I pulled out my phone and texted her. I wasn't going to let her spill anything.

----- Emily Prentiss -----

You: Try me. No sex for 2 weeks.

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That would kill her.

Emily's jaw dropped and she gave me a death stare, "Fine."

"Oh no! You are telling me what is going on here." JJ argued, placing eh case file down. 

"Nothing is going on. We, uh, she's just making fun of me... that's all."

Wow, way to be slick with it. There's no way she's going to be suspicious now.

"Is it about me? If it is, you're obligated to tell me about it."

Shit.

"Well, it's not not about you..." Emily said. 

She is really testing me. 

JJ looked over, ushering me to elaborate, but Reid walked up and interrupted our conversation.