The Right Swipe (18+)

Chapter 1

    Joining the BAU so soon after my break-up was both the best decision and the worst decision of my life. It allowed me to have a new start after the breakup with my ex-girlfriend and it allowed me to prove her wrong. Yet, being single meant that I had developed a crush on one of the other agents. It felt so juvenile to blush every time she walked into a room but goddamn, I couldn't stop staring at her.

    I developed a friendship with the ladies at the BAU. Penelope was the first person to welcome me, wrapping her arms around me and calling me 'Pumpkin'. JJ was next, insisting I came along to a girl's night. It took a while to become friends with Emily, her reluctance to get to know someone and my hesitancy to strike a friendship with my boss making it harder than with the other ladies.

    It was easier after we'd both had a few drinks, Penelope insisting on playing a drinking game for us to get to know each other. I ended up being a victim to most questions, the ladies wanting to know me. It was JJ who'd asked if I was in a relationship and then I had to explain that I was recently single, my break-up just over a month ago, and then came the questions of how sad I must be over him. Then came the correcting.

    "My ex, uh, was a she," I stated, dropping my gaze to the rim of the glass.

    "Oh sweetie, I'm so sorry," Penelope said, her hand reaching over to squeeze my knee.

    "It's okay, Pen. I'm getting over her. It was for the best, She didn't make me happy so I ended it." I looked up and met Penelope's eyes, my gaze flicking around the room. I looked over at Emily, who raised her eyebrows at me. I picked up my wine and took a sip, praying that someone would ask more questions.

    JJ was the first one to leave, going home to Will and her children, which left Penelope, Emily and myself. I grabbed one of the blankets that Penelope kept on the arms of the couch and draped it over my legs. With the way that Penelope's corner couch was laid out, I was in the corner with Penelope to my left and Emily to my right. My legs were crossed in front of me, my feet tucked underneath the opposite thigh. Penelope was leaning against the cushions, facing me and Emily was as perfect as ever, her legs tucked up on the couch and her wine glass being held steady on her thigh.

    Penelope got up to use the bathroom and grab another bottle of wine, leaving me and Emily alone in Penelope's living room. She stretched her legs out with a groan, lifting her arms above her head while she stretched, her shirt riding up a little and leaving a sliver of skin on show. My gaze dropped to it for a moment, my breath catching in my throat.

    "Hey," Emily murmured, my eyes flicking up to meet hers. "Was she your first?" She asked, her voice soft. I nodded softly, my eyes closing when she looked at me sympathetically. "The first Sapphic break-up is the hardest."

    My eyes shot open, looking at her with surprise. She smiled softly, swirling her wine in the glass.

    "Mine was difficult, though they all are. I don't think it stops hurting as much, you just learn how to deal with it better," she stated. "My last one was hard, we were engaged," Emily admitted. "She broke up with me when I asked her to move back to DC with me. She didn't want to move from London, I didn't see myself going back, so she broke it off."

    "I didn't realise you liked women too," I said, and Emily nodded towards the door frame.

    "We all are," she informed me, "Pen's pan, she likes everyone, which you've probably gathered by now. JJ's bi, she dated a lot of women and a few men before she met Will. I'm a lesbian and you're you." I smiled at her explanation, thankful that we'd finished our little conversation before Penelope came back in.

    "Truth or dare?" Penelope asked and I watched as Emily's eyes widened.

    "Absolutely not, Penelope. I'm not up for your dares tonight." Penelope pouted, pleading with Emily.