Where it all began

Who's Back?

Ages: (these aren't cannon)

David Rossi - 50

Alex Blake - 40

Aaron Hotchner - 32

Derek Morgan - 34

Emily Prentiss - 33

Jennifer Jareau - 29

Spencer Reid - 27

Penelope Garcia- 29

?? - 30 (you'll no who they are when they show up)

(Emily's POV)

"You're screwing Rossi!" I yelled at Blake across the table. It had been three weeks since she started working with us and Aaron decided not to let her go after JJ came back. All of us were eating dinner at Rossi's to celebrate JJ's divorce being final. (we will celebrate anything.)

"You're screwing Aaron!" Rossi yelled across the table. That shut me up. I wasn't going to confirm or deny that.

"Well Penelope is screwing Kevin." Aaron said.

"Babe that's common knowledge." I said to Aaron.

"HA, babe ... you are together. Anyways pretty boy over there is screwing Jae." JJ, Spencer, Aaron and I all blushed as if Morgan had pushed a button.

"Well he's screwing Greenaway." Spencer said still embarrassed.

"What about me?" Elle said as she kissed Morgan and sat in the empty seat next to him. "Oh and congrats to Aaron and Emily, Morgz and I have been betting on it and I just won." Morgz, what the hell is happening. Eh, he was always one for nicknames the real question is...

"When the hell did you get back from Jersey?" JJ said.

"When Rossi told me there was a job open. I've been crashing at Morgan's. No one noticed my car my license plate is legitimately "ElNOJG" If anyone had common sense they would connect the dots with that."

Spencer said what we  were all thinking, "What does that have to do with you?" Rossi and Aaron were the only two that didn't seem confused.

"Ugh, I know all your names, I worked with you for two year and you don't know mine,  Elleanora Jayde Greenaway." Elle said appalled. Aaron and Rossi were laughing and Morgan smirked at her knowingly. God, they are both so dominant I don't even know how they are successfully together. Then again so are Aaron and I. I was snapped out of my thoughts when a wave of nausea swept over me. This hadn't happened for weeks. Why now? I was NOT about to tell them I was pregnant. One too many of my secrets had already been spilled tonight.

"I'm going to the bathroom" I said hastily.

I shut the door behind me forgetting lock it and hunched over the toilet losing all the fine Italian cuisine Rossi had made. I didn't even here the knock when I saw long reddish-brown hair next to me and felt someone holding my hair back. I starting trying to say something when Elle cut me off.

"Shhh, later." I heard Elle say. From what I had heard she was a lot like me. Private, reserved, kick-ass but I also heard she had a big heart and apparently they weren't wrong.

I washed my face and rinsed my mouth out. We sat across from each other backs to opposite walls.

"Where did you tell them you were going?" I questioned.

"Outside to smoke a cigarette."

"I didn't know you smoked." I replied slightly confused.

"I don't but what do they know maybe I started while they were off not keeping in contact with me. I knew something was up with you. I don't know you, but I knew." Elle said thoughtfully.