Author's Note: This is it my friends. Another story finished. I hope you all enjoyed the ride.
JJ had decided to give Will another few hours with Henry, and in return he would give up his weekend this month and the next, thereby getting out of her hair long enough for her to hopefully get things straitened out with Emily. Something the brunette had said was sticking with JJ.
Every child deserves a mother.
Well, every mother deserved a child. And Emily Prentiss was definitely a mother. If JJ had anything to do with it, Emily would soon come to call Henry hers.
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They were all meeting at one of Derek's newly finished "fixer-uppers" around 5 for dinner. Emily, Abbie, and Penelope were cooking, and it was celebratory for Henry coming home.
Originally, JJ's parents had offered to stay home, keeping Henry for a while so JJ could relax with her friends, let go of the weight on her shoulders. But William was being a jerk about handing Henry over to JJ's parents, and so JJ asked Derek would he mind terribly if Will knew how to get to his place.
Derek thought about it. He would actually prefer to be there when the child was handed over, just to make sure that Will didn't do anything completely stupid. So he agreed. Will would meet JJ at Derek's place around 7, where Henry would be passed from family member to family member, each lavishing him with affection, and then JJ's parents would take him home for the night.
Emily was glad as well, that Will would be meeting JJ in a room full of people. She didn't trust the man further than he could throw her. (Because she could throw him, and she didn't trust him that far.)
The food had been wonderful, the friends even better, and now the radio was playing and they were mostly just enjoying the company.
Ambassador Prentiss stood, saying she wanted to get some reading done before she retired to her hotel. Her daughter tried to insist that she had plenty of room in her apartment.
"I take you and Abbie are no longer sharing a bed?" The Ambassador asked, in answer to which Emily blushed furiously, and Abbie laughed ridiculously.
"No, Ma'am. I'm no longer corrupting your daughter." Abbie said, much to the delight of some of Emily's co workers. Some because it was funny, one because it meant that Emily was fully attainable.
"Oh, Abbie, I highly doubt it was you doing the corrupting. I happen to remember quite a few missed classes on your record, but the only way you could get out of that school was if someone had given you a pass. Like say, oh I don't know, my daughter." The Ambassador laughed, along with everyone else in the room.
"See, dear, you already have company. I hardly wish to intrude." She kissed her daughter's cheek, one that was no longer flushed, and made her exit, saying she would call Emily in the afternoon of the next day.
A song by The Cars came on the radio, and Penelope caught Emily's eye. She had tried several times during dinner to convince the raven haired woman to just dance with her blonde coworker. It was quite a way to start things up. Penelope herself grabbed Spencer, and started twirling him in circles, JJ's parents stood up, dancing as well. Emily stood, partly because Derek was dragging her upwards, and felt herself being shoved in the direction of the couch, where Hotch, Rossi, Abbie, and JJ were talking. But Emily had turned down the wine with dinner, and at the last moment, she decided she couldn't do this sober. So she grabbed Abbie instead.
"C'mon Abs, it'll be like prom." She laughed, and her eyes caught JJ's and her breath caught and she froze. JJ's eyes were the epitome of 'windows to the soul' right now, and what JJ's soul was telling Emily was something Emily wasn't quite ready to face.
But the beat was infectious, "Just what I needed" always had gotten her going. So she pulled Abbie into her arms and twirled her around, laughing when Abbie's hips picked up the rhythm of the song. Now she remembered why they'd always danced to this song. Even after all these years, Emily admired Abbie's hips. But they were nothing compared to JJ's. All thoughts of JJ sobered Emily's demeanor up, and suddenly she felt even less like dancing. So Abbie sauntered over to Rossi and pulled him up, her arms on her shoulders. JJ stood, meaning to catch Emily and speak with her, but at the same time the doorbell rang.
It was only nearing 6:30, so Emily thought nothing of answering the door, thinking maybe her mother had forgotten something. She was quite surprised to see Will, as were the rest of the people inside. He held a struggling toddler in his arms.
"He wouldn't quit. He wants his mother." Will's voice floated past Emily towards JJ.
"God what an accent." Emily turned to see Abbie ducking in front of Rossi, laughing and pretending she cared if Will knew she had said it. It brought a smile to her face as she turned back to Will. She stepped out of the way as the child reached out for JJ.
JJ's arm brushed against Emily's as she caught hold of Henry, and both women shivered, noticing the reaction in the other, but deciding that now was most definitely not the time to acknowledge it.
Will and JJ were discussing the finer details of the arrangement when Henry turned in his mother's arms.
"EMMY!!" Apparently the child remembered more of her then she'd thought he would. She reached out happily for Henry.
"Just like his mother. Straight for the Bull-Dyke." Will muttered beneath his breath, no doubt emboldened by his new piece of tail who was suddenly beside him.
Each person present, young, old, inside, and out, were suddenly simultaneously aware of two things:
Derek was fast.
Abbie was faster.
Emily had lunged for Will the moment the words had left his mouth, and Derek, who was closest to her, had lunged right after. Abbie had had to cross a room, but managed to get her hands on Emily's other arm at the same time. Emily struggled against them, to no avail, until a voice spoke from their right.
"Let her go." It wasn't Will. It was too soft and feminine.
They turned, all of them, to see that JJ had handed Henry to his grandmother and was speaking softly to Derek and Abbie.
"Let her go." She repeated.
Abbie released her first, and JJ grabbed Emily's hips, shoving her against the wall, their mouths fused together.
Derek looked up at Will, who had a vein in his forehead pulsing that Derek hadn't noticed before. And suddenly he realized that Will hadn't done any of this to get back at JJ. It was all for Emily. Because JJ hadn't just left him. She'd left him for Emily. And this time, she wasn't coming back.
Will turned swiftly on his heel and stalked away, Calloway following him closely.
Suddenly they were separate, and Emily was glaring daggers at JJ. The look sent chills down all their spines, respectively.
"Now that you're finished using me to show your ex that you've moved on, I'd like you to move." Emily's voice was low; her words clipped and decisive.
JJ's hands were still on the wall on either side of Emily's body.
"No." She said.
"Yes." Emily returned, icily.
"No." JJ murmured, grabbing Emily's wrists and restraining them above her head. They watched on, utterly transfixed (I mean, how could you not be) as JJ's mouth moved across Emily's neck to just beneath her ear.
"Mine." She growled. And then she was halfway across the room, scooping her son into her arms, looking at them as if they had grown three extra heads and she had not just been pinning the raven haired agent to the wall of Derek's house.
Abbie had an idea of just where JJ had gotten that move. She remembered it fondly. Emily had coined it back in high school. Abbie had suspected JJ had borne witness to it since that morning at court. Now she was sure. She met JJ's eyes across the room and smiled her acceptance.
The atmosphere in the room had grown a little too testy for a young one, so JJ's parents retired for the night, telling her not to come back until she'd figured some things out. JJ's father winked at her, and she blushed, even as they laughed.
Hotch, Spencer, and Rossi decided that they'd seen enough action for one night, so they, too, decided it was time to retire. That left just Abbie, Derek, Penelope, JJ and Emily. The last of whom was seated in the floor not entirely sure what had taken place. It wasn't often someone turned the tables on Emily Prentiss and claimed her in front of a room full of people.
Abbie came and sat next to her.
"Ya know, Princess, I have to admit, you as a submissive is pretty hot. If I was sure Olivia and JJ wouldn't get together and lynch me, I'd definitely take that side of you for a spin." She grinned as Emily came out of her shocked state to grin and punch Abbie in the arm.
Emily met JJ's eyes from across the room and couldn't help but feel drawn to her. She stood and swaggered towards the couch. Abbie covered her eyes and laughed, feeling that she knew what was coming next.
"I'm going outside to call my girlfriend. Its too hot and bothersome in here." She grinned at Emily who had turned to stick her tongue out over her shoulder.
"You don't mind, do you Derek?" Emily asked, grinning when Derek moved over, closer to Penelope, giving Emily room on the couch. She didn't use it quite how he thought she would though. He couldn't help but laugh as the brunette straddled the blonde.
Emily threw her leg over JJ, shivering slightly as the blonde licked her lips. She wove her fingers into JJ's hair and pulled, causing the blonde's throat to be exposed. Emily braced herself against the back of the couch and set her mouth to attacking JJ's throat. When she looked up again, they were alone in the room, and her mark had taken a stand against JJ's light complexion.
"I belong to no one." Emily whispered, kissing her way down JJ's jaw to her ear, gaining a shiver and a moan from the blonde. And she sealed the deal with a kiss and three more words.
"Except for you."
A/N: So, you should totally let me know your thoughts on that cross over, because I'm not going to write it if you're not going to read it.
But heres to the end of this journey. Thank you to all of you who reviewed, and those who are about to.