'Professional' FBI Agents

The nickname...

... The team are in a police conference room, somewhere in California. After a long, daunting case, they are sitting round drinking coffee and talking about the case...

*Morgan's phone rings, thankfully cutting off Reid's constant stream of pointless facts*
"Baby girl, the case is over so this better be a social call"
"Oh, chocolate thunder, it's much more than a social call when you're around! But I need to speak to JJ..."
As JJ's name is spoken, she seems to snap out of a trance, which was a rather enjoyable one, seeing as it involved Emily, a bath and a wonderfully large amount of alcohol.
"Garce, I'm here... What's up?"
"I thought I'd give you the heads up that there's a guy from some crappy media company who wants to interview you, so head straight home instead of coming back, if you want to see your bed tonight!"
A look of relief crosses over JJ's face, she's clearly glad she doesn't have to deal with THAT tonight!
"Thanks Garcia, you're a life saver!!"
"You're welcome vaJJ!"
A look of horror passes over both JJ and Emily's face, Morgan smirks and Hotch begins coughing, hoping to cover the fact that he's trying not to laugh. Across the table, Reid has flushed bright red and evidently spat his coffee out in shock. Rossi and Alex, seemingly composed, look at each other and lose their façade and erupt into laughter.
Emily, who has gotten over the initial horror and simply states "Garcia, you can't use that... it's mine!"
At this statement, they all lost it completely... Hotch leaves, coughing even more, still attempting to cover up his amusement. Rossi and Alex's giggles turn into laughter, as Reid falls of his chair in shock. Morgan's face has since lit up and his devilish smirk appeared, he knows he can use this against them both and boy was he going to...

*three weeks later, on the plane back to D.C after a relatively simple case had been completed. At the back of the plane Reid and Hotch are playing chess in silence... Rossi is giving Alex tips on how to choose the best wine to go with her meal. Derek, Emily and JJ are chatting around the table, talking of their weekend plans. *

"So... Emily, are you spending your weekend with VAJJ?"
Emily gives Morgan one of her dirtiest looks, usually saved for serial killers and Reid when he's reciting facts.
"GOD DAMMIT MORGAN ITS BEEN THREE WEEKS JUST LET IT GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

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Okay so I'm sure it's not the best, but the other night when I drank a lot of coffee and was on TUMBLR me and my friends were thinking of names to call your girlfriends vagina and of course... VAJJ... so yeah, whenever I feel creative, I'll throw another short head cannon in... I hope YALL enjoyed and be sure to review!!