Stepping out of the elevator, I make my way to my desk. Setting my bag down, I see Hotch and JJ in the round table room.
"Hey is everything okay?" I ask Morgan, his head turning towards me.
"I think we have a case, it sounds pretty bad"
"Great" I mutter under my breathe.
Grabbing my ID, I pin it my blazer jacket,
"We have a case" Hotch's stern voice said, walking out of the bullpen room and back in.
I made my way up the stairs, quickly hurrying to sit down. Emily sitting across from me.
"Garcia" Hotch says.
Garcia nods and clicks the remote.
"Two dead bodies have been found in the desert of Arizona. Another girl, Kaylee Martins has been reported missing and she fits the victimology. All in their twenties, and brunettes." She says, the pictures of the bodies filling the screen.
"Anything else that connects them?" Reid asks.
"Yeah.. we think it's a hate crime. They were all lesbians" Garcia adds. My heart drops to my stomach. Emily looks at me and I stare at her before turning my head down to the paper file.
"Wheels up in thirty" Hotch says, and everyone stands up.
"Boucher can I see you in my office" Hotch states.
I shoot Emily one last glance before exiting the room and walking behind Hotch to his office.
I close the door and sit. He sits in his chair and moves his papers away, folding his hands on top of his desk.
"I will understand if this case can be sensitive for you. You can take time off for this case, we can do this with out you. You fit the victimology and I don't want you to be targeted nor feel uncomfortable." He says, his dark brown eyes piercing through mine.
I take a deep breathe, fiddling with my fingers.
"Hotch, I'll be fine." I state, nodding my head slightly.
"Are you sure? I don't want to put your life on the line" He says, his dark eyes staring into my soul.
"Yes. I promise" I say.
"Okay" He softly mutters. I stand up and walk out the door. Walking down the stairs, I grab my go bag, feeling a pair of eyes on me. Turning my head around, my gaze meets Spencer.
"Yes?" I ask, walking towards him.
"You okay?" He says, his voice low.
"Yes I'm fine! Why does everyone keep asking?" I say, my voice a few levels higher.
"I'm sorry I just-"
"No. No I'm fine. I don't need your concern." I say, walking faster to the elevator. I felt his eyes scan me down, as well as Morgan's and JJ's. God I'm so stupid. He was just being nice? And out of anybody I scream at Reid?
...
Walking into the jet, I sit in a corner, farther from everybody trying to recollect my thoughts. Shutting my eyes, I try to slowly breathe in and out.
"Hey" I hear a familiar voice say. I open my eyes. JJ.
"Hey"
"Is everything okay?" She asks, her voice gentle.
"Yeah, fine. Woke up on the wrong side of the bed I guess. I feel so bad for screaming at him" I say, looking at Spencer who was reading the files.
"It's okay. He understands" She says, giving a soft smile to me. I return it back, staring at the window again.
...
Stepping into the doors of the local PD, I walk over to Spencer.
"Hey, Spence can I talk to you?" I ask.
"Yeah, sure, is everything okay?" He asks, moving away from everyone and closer to me.
"Yeah, yeah I'm alright. Look- I'm sorry for acting out on you earlier today, I didn't mean it" I say, playing my the rings on my fingers.
Giving me his white boy smile, "It's okay."
I let out a sigh of relief. "Thank god. You mean a lot to me" I say smiling.
He smiles back, even harder and walks back to everyone else.
Walking over to the board, I start working on the map with Reid. Circling cities every now and then, talking, muttering under my breath.
Feeling an intense stare coming from the side, I look over to see Emily looking at me. I stare back at her. I push a hair strand behind my ear, as always, when I was flustered by her. Quickly coughing, I shift back to the board, realizing JJ was watching us.
"Okay, we need to move a little. Boucher, JJ go to the victims families. Reid, Morgan, Prentiss go to the last crime scene. Rossi and I will stay here." Hotch states. We all nod and I grab my jacket.
Walking out of the PD, JJ nudges me.
"What?" I ask, turning to look at the short blonde.
"So..."
"So, what?" I restate.
"So..You and Emily?" She says, lifting her eyebrow.
"What?" I ask, trying to add a little laugh, trying to make it sound like she was ridiculous.
"She was literally drooling all over you at the station!"
"No she wasn't! Look, she recently helped me because I was stressed, and now being the overprotective woman she is, she always looks out for me. That's all" I say, lying.
"Fine, fine. I don't believe you. Trust me, Emily looked like she wanted to rail you into a bed"
"JJ!" I say, practically yelling.
"What? It's true." She says smirking, walking ahead of me.
I stood there for a good 3 seconds with my mouth open. I catch up with her, and walk to the car.
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authors note ! hi this chapter is a little lame but i wanted to update !! & dont we all wish emily looked at us like she wanted to rail us into the bed. hope u enjoyed <3
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Fanfictionwhen young SSA Claire Boucher falls head over heels for SSA Emily Prentiss, she has to keep it on the low. ...