You Are Jemily Fanfic

Chapter 10

Emily POV

JJ and I walked hand in hand back to my place. When I looked at her, I couldn't help but smile, but before she noticed, I looked back at the ground, and when she finally turned her head, I looked back at her. She was most beautiful when she wasn't trying, which had me in a trance.

When we finally got back home, we sat on the couch and tried to watch a movie, but we ended up talking through the whole thing.

"Emily what do you think will happen between Will and I?" She asked.

"I mean, I've never been married, but I'm assuming that if he doesn't find out about us, and you both cooperate it should be fine."

"But what about when he does find out about us? We have to tell him eventually." She pointed out.

"They're will be a time. I don't think it will be any time soon, and when that time comes around we'll get through it together."

"I love you Emily. Really, I do."

"I love you too JJ." I told her.

I kissed her on the forehead, and allowed her to rest her head on my shoulder. It wasn't long before she started talking again.

"About this morning... When my hand ended up under your shirt. During that robbery where Will was taken hostage, and when he was shot, I was really scared. That night when we went to sleep, I put my hand on his stomach like that so I could feel his breathing, so I would know he was still alive. I stopped doing it when we started having our fights, and I guess with you I feel the same way. It's like I need that reassurance." She told me.

"Aw, that's sweet."

She didn't respond like she usually would, and when she grabbed my hand, she began to cry, something I hadn't expected.

"Hey, what's wrong?" I asked.

"I really did love him Emily. How could that love turn into this? I don't understand!" She sobbed.

"I don't know either, but it happened. And I know it hurts, I know it's hard. But you know that it wasn't a healthy relationship, and I think you guys are doing the right thing. For yourselves and Henry. I could tell you hadn't been yourself for a long time and I couldn't figure out why, but now that I understand it all, I do know. You lost yourself, and I don't think you wanted to be found. Hiding your feelings, keeping them bottled up inside seemed like a good idea but it was tearing you apart. And when those feelings took you over, you did things that hurt a lot of people, including yourself." I tried to explain to her.

"You mean this?"

She rolled up her sleeve covering her left forearm, revealing the bandages covering the cut.

"Yes. I mean that."

"It's nothing compared to all the bruises he left me." She blurted out.

"What did you say?"

All the images flashed in my mind, of that morning. When I found her laying on the floor, I had seen the bruises, which varied in location, size, and color. But in the blur of the moment I had completely forgotten about those. I hugged her tighter, holding her close to me.

"Don't let go. Please." She managed to say between cries.

"I won't ever let go." I soothed her.

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We stayed on the couch for a good hour, just laying next to each other. Something as simple as the presence of her put me at ease. She had stopped crying, and we were both calm enough to fall asleep.

"Will you come with me when I get my stitches out?" JJ asked me.

"Yes."

"I just don't wanna go alone, and I know you have to go back to work soon."

"I'll talk to Hotch when I stop in tomorrow, and we'll see if he can give me another couple days with you. I don't think just one more week is enough time for either of us. I mean, you have what, three more weeks?"

"Yeah, something like that. I'm not really sure."

"Okay, I'm going to go change into something more comfortable, since I don't think we're really gonna do anything else today? What about you?" I asked.

"Okay, but I only have those shorts I brought that first night."

"Come with me."

We walked back to my room, and I rummaged through my drawers looking for something she could wear. I found a pair of older black leggings, and sweatpants.

"Which ones?" I held them out to her.

She grabbed the leggings, examining them.

"These should work." She said.

She walked into the bathroom, and I stayed in my bedroom to change. I put the jeans in the laundry, and walked out to the living room to wait for JJ.

JJ POV

All I could seem to think about was the chaos that would be created when Will found out about all this. I can't imagine what he could do to me if he catches me off guard.

I walked back out into Emily's room, and put my jeans on my bag and before I could walk out, my eyes gazed upon the papers Will had given me. I picked them up, and brought them out with me.

I spotted Emily in the kitchen, and I set the papers down on the counter, and she turned around when she heard the noise.

"JJ now?" She asked.

"Yes now. I need to at least get a start on them, when I can. Before he gets impatient." I told her.

"Okay, I understand that but you were just crying about this not even 10 minutes ago. Maybe give it a break for a little bit?" She tried to convince me.

"No you don't understand, I have to do at least some of these now, before I can't anymore, and I need your help."

"Are you really sure?" She asked.

"I'm really sure."

She reached across the counter, and held my hands between hers. The look in her eyes, and her kind smile were the only things getting me through this.

It was in this moment, that I had fallen for her. She was all I wanted, all I needed. I had finally found someone who I truly loved. Even though I was hurting, and I was still trying to put back together the puzzle that was my life, I had finally found the missing piece I'd been looking for for years, now I just needed to pick up the other pieces, and fit them back together. And Emily was just the person to help me do that.