Morgan is not going to be cleared to fly until the next day. After their jaunts across the country and back, JJ and Reid are more than happy to stay one more night in Miami. With the case now fully in the hands of the locals and the L.A. police, the team decides to find a nice restaurant with a private room so they can relax and have fun together.
Emily lifts her glass of wine. "Uh, can I just offer a quick toast? To Stan and Binky: life may have put you on the streets but you never lost your humanity."
Everyone lifts their glass. Morgan and JJ are sharing a bottle of sparkling cider but the rest are enjoying the wine.
"Here, here," Rossi agrees as everyone nods.
Soon the wait staff is bringing out a selection of appetizers and various meals for everyone to share. In deference to her hormones, nothing is a simple steak dish so JJ does not get sick. The team laughs, talks, teases, and not once do they mention murder, mayhem, and especially not cannibals.
When their meal ends over 2 hours later, they go for a walk along the happening South Beach stretch, people watching and deciding what kind of crime each one they see would be guilty of. Twisted, but fun.
They end the night on the beach, walking barefoot in surf line. Well, JJ wasn't that close. She was sure sharks could climb up on the beach and get them. Morgan and Reid get into a water fight to no one's surprise. They are surprised when Hotch and Rossi decide to end it…by bulldogging the two younger agents to the ground as a wave rolls in, soaking them head to toe.
It was as perfect a night as it could be for them all.
The next day as they disembark the jet, Emily looks at Morgan. "You sure you don't want to stay with us? At least until the headache goes away?"
He shakes his head carefully. "No, Em, really. I'm okay. Go home and enjoy your weekend with your kids and your wife."
Emily smiles. "Morgan, you being there would enhance it, not diminish it. I swear."
He gives her a hug. "Thanks, Princess. But I'm fine. Promise."
"Okay. Call if you need anything."
"I will." He gives JJ a hug next. "And thanks for not delaying our return by beating that ass Gresky into a pulp."
JJ blushes as Emily turns to her. "Excuse me?"
JJ sighs and glares at Morgan. "Thanks, Derek."
"Uh, sorry. Didn't know. See you!" he says as he hurries off.
JJ slowly lets out a breath and turns to face her wife. "When we picked up our stuff this morning I sort of ran into Gresky."
JJ has just stepped out of the bathroom when she sees Gresky walking her way with a sports bag, most likely with his belongings in them since he's suspended. JJ's temper, fueled by her hormones, flares. She marches towards him. He sees her and actually looks terrified by the look in her eye. His eyes flick to her hip, thankful he doesn't see a gun.
"Uh, Agent Jareau, I, um, owe you an apology. I- -"
She grabs him by the collar and drags him into an empty office, shutting the door behind them.
"You don't speak until I tell you to," she warns him. "First of all, Agent Prentiss and I are married. I am carrying her children. Our children. Dr. Reid is like a brother to me. Understood?"
He nods. "Yes, ma'am."
"Good. Second of all," she steps closer, backing him up against a wall, "if you ever, EVER raise a hand to her or any woman ever again I will hunt you down and remove you from the gene pool. And in case you're wondering, no, I won't kill you but you will need a special medical device to pee. Got it?"
He nods vigorously. "I get it. I swear. I am getting help. I swear."
"See that you do. I'll be checking up on you."
She turns and walks out of the room. Morgan notices her and is confused about why she was in that office. Then he sees Gresky walk out. The man is noticeably pale. He raises an eyebrow and goes to intercept JJ.
"Jayje? You okay? He try something?"
"Nope. Just had to let him know what will happen if he ever raises a hand to Emily again."
Morgan looks from her to Gresky and back again. He starts to chuckle. "Does this mean I don't get to beat him to a pulp on your behalf?"
"Fraid not. He's dealt with."
Morgan looks at the nervous man high-tailing it out of the station and starts to laugh. "Blondie, you are my hero."
JJ just grins and continues on the conference room to finish packing up to leave.
Emily studies her wife. "That's it? You just…threatened him? You didn't hit him? He didn't hit you?"
"Emily, considering who your mother is you should know that words can be more powerful than weapons sometimes," JJ points out.
Emily starts to chuckle. "Good point. I love you, Mrs. Prentiss."
"I love you, too. Let's head home."
Emily grabs her wife's go bag and carries it to the car for her. As she gets into the Lexus she glances at her wife, seeing her shift uncomfortably. "You okay?"
"Ankles are swollen again. It will be good to stay out of the air for a few days."
Emily pats JJ's thigh. "Yes, it will. Let's get you home and get your feet up. We can make the two cutest kids in the world wait on you hand and foot."
JJ grins. "Sounds perfect, Mama Prentiss."
"Glad you think so, Mommy Prentiss."
JJ lifts up Emily's hand and gives it a kiss. Soon they are home and the kids are indeed willing to wait on their mommy until she feels better. After all, Henry tells them:
"You gotta stay healthy for my brother."
Emily and JJ exchange a look. JJ takes his hand. "Now, Henry, remember we don't know yet if I'm having a boy."
"But I talked to God, Mommy. He giving me brother," Henry insists.
JJ sighs and pulls him into a hug. "I hope you're right, Henry. I think you would be great with a little brother."
"I right, Mommy. You see."
Emily smiles and lifts Rocky up. "So, do you want a sister, Rocky?"
"Cat!" Rocky insists.
JJ and Emily laugh. The blonde reaches for her daughter. "That, Rock Star, I can guarantee is NOT going to happen."
Since JJ is on the couch with her feet up, Henry runs into the playroom and gets a book. He brings it back.
"Of course. Get up here." The two children get up and snuggle with their mommy. "Which fairy tale should we read today?" Rocky points to a picture on the cover and JJ smiles. "Cinderella it is."
Emily sits back in the recliner and watches the threesome on the couch. Yep, it was the best way to remind herself why she deals with the worst society has to offer. Someone somewhere has to make the world safer for Henry, Rocky, the nesters and all the little kids in the world.
And she is proud to be one of the ones doing so.