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things had always been complicated for jennifer jareau, but never like this. when you work for the fbi, your life is bound to be anything but simple. it gets even worse when you're a married, seemingly straight woman who works for the fbi and you're in love with your female coworker. then, it gets even worse than that when said coworker fakes her death and leaves the country for, you guessed it, complicated reasons.

jennifer first grew suspicious the first time she saw her boss after hearing the news that emily prentiss had "passed". aaron hotchner, with his dark brown hair and eyes, and just overall stone cold exterior, usually didn't show emotions, but this was next level.

however, she soon understood when he approached me.

"jj, i'm sorry to bother you," he says, though his tone shows no sign of it, "but emily wanted me to give this to you."

her baby-blue eyes widen at the sound of emily's name, as she extends a nearly trembling hand to grab the note. however, her supervisor tightens his grip on it.

"you cannot show this to anyone, understood?" he says, his voice quiet, but more serious than ever.

jj raises an eyebrow in confusion, but complies nonetheless, "yes sir, understood."

aaron hands her the note, then leaves her alone to read it. jennifer unfolds the note, but before she can even read it, she stops to admire how beautiful emily's handwriting is, or was, at least.

she takes a deep breath and begins to read the letter, which said:

jennifer,
i am deeply sorry that i had to leave you this way. i know that right now you probably think that i'm dead, and that it's crushing you, so i wrote this letter to tell you that i'm not. i know that sounds absolutely insane, so please hear me out. i couldn't stay there, not while doyle is still out there somewhere. it's just not safe. i'm in paris, far away from you guys, because if i got anyone hurt i wouldn't be able to live with myself. you can't tell anyone about this letter. i told hotch because he is my boss, but i told you for a different reason. we have always had a rather special bond. i couldn't do this knowing that you were there mourning me. i love you so much, jj, and i hope we can be together soon.
with love,
emily

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