We Found Love Right Where We Are

Special Delivery

Emily's POV
I was making breakfast and the doorbell rang. I peeked through the peep hole and I see no one there. I open the door to see a long white box. I open it and there is a purple flower. My favorite kind of flower is the one in this box. Who would know that kind of information? My team knows my favorite kind of flower, but they wouldn't leave a flower on my doorstep. A light bulb goes off in my brain. Ian Doyle. I open the box and read the note attached to the flower. Don't think that I forgot about you. Tell any of your team about me, including Jennifer, and they all die. I throw the flower and note away just in time as Jennifer walks down the stairs. "Who was at the door?" She asked. "Someone delivered the wrong package to our house" I gave her a reassuring smile. I hate lying to her. We ate breakfast in silence and she notices that something is bothering me. "Babe, are you okay?" She asks me. "Huh? Yeah I'm fine. Just nervous about the wedding." I said trying to make up more lies. "You have nothing to worry about." She smiled and entwined our hands. "We have to run a few quick errands today. Make sure everything is set for the wedding and if we need to see if we need any last minute things." JJ said. "I'm going to go take a shower first. I look like death." I said standing up. JJ stood up with me and gently held my wrist. "You're beautiful no matter what." We kissed. I went upstairs got some clothes and went to the shower. How could Ian possibly know where I live? I need to call Sean, Easter, and Tsia. I think to myself. I get out of the shower and I make sure that JJ is still downstairs before dialing Sean McCallister. "Hey Sean, do you remember that terrorist that we caught?" I asked him. "Ian Doyle?" He questioned me. "Yes." I said. "Emily, I was about to call you, but I wasn't sure when. Ian escaped from prison and Interpol can't find him. Has he tried to harm you, or sent you any messages?" He asks. "Yes." I simply reply. "Emily, be safe." I realized that I forgot to invite him to the wedding. "Hey Sean, are you free tomorrow by any chance?" I ask him. "Yeah." He said. "I'm getting married tomorrow and I wanted to invite you, but I've been so busy with work and everything." I said to him. "Sure, just text me the info and everything. You might want to invite Tsia and Easter. Who is your significant other?" He asked. "I will. My significant other is the Jennifer Jareau." I said. "Wow. Best shooter in the FBI. It was nice talking to you again, Emily. I've missed you. See you tomorrow." He said. "I've missed you too. See you tomorrow." I got changed, dried my hair, and went downstairs. "Ready to go?" JJ asked me. "Yeah, I just need to pick some shoes." I put my shoes on and we left.

Authors note:
I didn't forget about Ian Doyle.