The Plan

The Dinner

You pull up in the car to Rossi's house, in awe of the beautiful building. Garcia slides out of the small car while you turn the engine off and grab your bag from the back seat. She reaches into her side of the car to grab two bottles of nice wine- one red and one rosé. You had winced when you saw the price of the wine, only drinking cheap wine from the supermarket. But she had insisted it was good and worth the price. The two of you walk to Rossi's house. Letting yourselves in as requested, so he wouldn't have to leave his precious pasta to open the door.

As you walk into the open plan dining/kitchen area you feel safe and at home. Funny how being in a room full of FBI agents makes you feel safe. Emily turns around as she hears footsteps and beams at the both of you. Your jaw almost drops to the floor when you see her in a very fitted red wrap dress. The dress is classy, but still shows off a lot with the deep V neckline and asymmetrical hemline that stops about mid thigh as its highest point. She looks out of this world stunning. Smiling, she pulls Garcia into a hug, then turns to you and does the same, your body feels like it's getting an electric shock. Her body heat surges through you and you couldn't help but notice how she presses her body up against you. The rest of the team join in the welcoming of the last two people.

"Sorry, we're a little late, someone couldn't decide what wine to buy." You say cheekily looking at Garcia, she holds up the two bottles and shrugs.

"We don't all drink boxed wine Y/N." She banters back, making you and the rest of the team chuckle.

"I don't mind a nice boxed red every once in a while." Emily pipes up. She flashes a beautiful straight smile at you.

"Of course you don't." Garcia said knowing, earning a small glare from Emily.

They all stand around the middle island in the kitchen as Rossi finished off the pasta. Talking to you all about his dish as if he was teaching a class. You did love spending time with the team. They were all so close it was nice to see a group of people that had formed their own little family. When they welcomed you into their family you were shocked. Yet flattered to be part of something so close knit. Every single one of the team was interesting to you. You wouldn't believe how intelligent some people could be. Which is why when Reid goes on about statistics in some form you listen with intent. Amazed at the genius that was the same age as you.

As Rossi finished cooking you all head outside to the big roundtable in the garden. The garden was lit up with hundreds of fairy lights- it looks beautiful. You follow everyone out with the two bottles of wine that Garcia had brought with you. Emily was walking in front of you carrying her full wine glass and JJ's glass, as she insisted on taking out the pasta. You look at Emily's back and notice the sway of her hips, hypnotising you. Your eyes slide down and you notice how amazing that dress fits the older agent's curves to perfection. Especially her arse. Your breath hitches in your throat.

"Don't make it too obvious." Garcia snickers, saying it a little too loud that Emily had managed to catch it.

"Make what too obvious?" She asks innocence in her voice, looking at you with a look that was anything but innocent.

"That-" Garcia starts talking but you immediately cut her off, knowing that she might give you away.

"I don't really like expensive red wine, it tastes weird." You say nodding to your glass. Emily smirks and chuckles.

"You get used to it after a while, trust me." She says as she sits down at the table.

Emily sat between you and Garcia, Rossi took the seat next to you, then it was Alvez, JJ, Reid and Tara. We all tuck into the copious amounts of pasta Dave had prepared, all grateful as it tastes out of this world amazing.