The Trouble With The Truth

Don't Blame Me

As I sit on the jet I can feel Emily's frustrating stare. She has no right to be mad at me. All I wanted to do was talk about what happened and she blows me off. I think I have every right to be mad at her. I shoot her a steely glance every now and then. Before too long the plane landed and we all head to the local police station.

A tall lanky man approaches us as we walk in, "thank you all for coming, I'm detective Wilson"

Emily extends her hand and shakes his. "We are happy to help in any way we can" Emily says before introducing everyone. We quickly set to work. By ten p.m. we had the case wrapped up. This was one of the shortest cases I've ever worked.

"Great job today, we will stay at the hotel tonight and leave first thing tomorrow morning" Emily says while walking out to the cars. We have two, so I hop in with Morgan and Rossi. As Morgan pulls out of the driveway he turns to me,

"alright. spill. what is going on with you"

"uh nothing" I dismiss him as quickly as I can.

"Nice try kid, what's up between you and Emily" Rossi decides to chime in. 'damn they're good' I thought to myself.

"is it really that obvious?" I sigh. "well, honestly, I really don't know. I think, I think I might like her, and she's just acting weird...I don't know"

Rossi and Morgan are quiet until Morgan glances over at me. "Listen, Emily is a difficult person to get close to....but I wouldn't give up on her just yet. Give her some time and try talking to her again"

I shoot him a weak smile and my mind races with thoughts of Emily for the rest of the car ride. Once we arrive at the hotel I walk up to the front desk where Emily, JJ, and Reid are standing.

"I'm sorry but we only have three rooms"

Emily sighs as she turns to face the rest of us, "looks like we'll have to double up" JJ and Reid grab a room key and Morgan and Rossi take the second one...leaving one room key for Emily and I. 'Fuck my life' I thought as I follow her onto the elevator. The silence couldn't be louder as we ride on the elevator and walk to our room. Just when I thought the night couldn't possibly get any worse I walk into the room to find there is only one bed.

"um, I'm gonna shower." I mumble and lock myself in the bathroom. I don't know what to do with myself. I don't know if I should try talking to her again or act like nothing happened. It's too much for me to think about right now so I turn the shower on and let the hot water cover my body. I am so exhausted from the case...and from other things going on so I don't take too long in the shower. Once I get out I dry off and put this lavender vanilla lotion all over my body. I slip on my shorts and t-shirt and walk into the room. Emily is watching tv on the bed.

"I can take the chair" I say as I set my bag down. Emily mutes the tv, "Y/n you don't need to sleep on the chair. There is plenty of room in the bed. Please"

"I don't know if that's a good idea" my eyes stay glued to the floor

"get in the bed, you're being ridiculous. I won't bite" she starts changing into her pajamas as I reluctantly crawl into the bed. I try not to look at her while she's changing which is not necessarily an easy task. I turn on my side as I feel the bed shift. Emily scoots in just a bit and reaches over me to turn the lamp off. Her arm brushes against mine sending goosebumps all over my body.

"goodnight Y/n"

"goodnight"

I lay there with this excruciating want to turn around and kiss her. I move back a bit waiting for a reaction. She inches closer to me. 'Fuck, I can already feel myself getting turned on' I move back even more and just like that, I can feel her breath on my neck. Frozen, I don't move a muscle. I need to know if she is going to make a move. Seconds later her lips are on my neck and let out a small whimper. She snakes her hand around my waist dipping below my shorts. I part my legs a bit while she makes agonizingly slow circles around my clit.

"Emily" I warn her

"what is it baby?" she whispers in between each kiss she places on my neck.

Sounding like a stammering fool I manage to say, "Wh-what ar-are you doing"

"making you feel good" is all she says before trusting two fingers inside of me.

"fuck" I moan as she begins to pump, curling up so she is hitting my g-spot. I am now laying on my back and she is on top of me. We make out as she continues fucking me with her fingers.

"cum for me" she whispers and like I am her personal pleasure-bot I cum right away. She helps me ride out my orgasm, and pulls her fingers out licking them clean.

"mmm such a good girl. goodnight baby" she rolls over and closes her eyes. Too exhausted to form a coherent sentence I let my eyes close too.

The alarm goes off at 7:00 a.m jolting me awake. I look over to find that Emily has already changed. I quickly throw on some jeans and a sweater before we're both out the door. Emily starts walking down the hall and I grab her wrist.

"We need to talk. You can't keep putting me off"

"Y/n stop"

"No. You don't get to treat me like shit and then fuck me and then treat me like shit again. I won't put up with that." I snap. She lets out a big sigh, "Ok, can we please talk about this once we get back to Quantico? I promise, we can talk first thing"

I scoff at her answer, "yeah fine" I reply. The plane ride back feels like an eternity. But once we land I am one of the first ones off, racing to talk too Emily. I follow her into her office.

"Ok. Talk" she says sitting at her desk.

"what are you doing?"

"what do you mean?"

"what the fuck? what do you mean, 'what do I mean' Why did you fuck me and then act like you didn't." I stare at her as I can feel my blood begin to boil.

"listen, Y/n, I'm sorry. You didn't deserve that. I guess I just panicked. I don't know what to do around you. You-you make me forget how to act like a normal person." she starts walking towards me. "When I see you I can barely think straight" her lips hovering above mine. I close the distance between us and she cups my face, kissing me harder. Despite wanting her to rail me right there in her office, I pull back.

"Emily, I don't know what means. What are you trying to say?"

"lets just see how things go I guess is what I am trying to say" I nod my head and smile at her.

"ok"

"how about you come over for dinner tonight at my place?" she pulls me in may my hips.

"I would like that" I can feel my cheeks blushing.

"great, how about you come over around seven?"

"sounds good" I go to leave but before I can she stops me,

"Oh and Y/n, make you sure you don't say anything about this to anyone. I don't want either of us to get in trouble, so it's best if we keep this on the down low."

I nod my head and walk out of her office, trying not seem flustered. The rest of the day drags on and on until five o'clock. I got home as fast as I could so I could get ready. I put on my favorite black dress that hugs my body perfectly and put. on a little makeup and I'm out the door.

I arrive at Emilys around six fifty and I ring the doorbell. As if my heart wasn't already racing, she opens the door wearing the most beautiful sheer dress with red lingerie underneath it. My mouth dropped as my eyes wandered her body.

"you look...." I can't even find a word that would give justice to how totally stunning she looks. Pulling me in and closing the door she is quick to shove me against it.

"dinner looks amazing" she whispers whiles running her hand up my thigh

"Em, I don't see any food" I let out a small chuckle. She gently kisses me,

A devilish grin spreads across her face, "what makes you think I'm referring to food?"