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It was late, or rather early in the day. But odd hours were just another thing that comes with the BAU.
Emily was still settling into her role as section chief, even if she was reluctant to admit it.
The BAUs most recent case took them down to Pittsburgh, PA.
Emily hated to feel desensitized to these things. But due to the simple fact it was her job,–a daily routine–she had to admit she was.
Now that wasn't to say she didn't feel for or empathize with the victims and their families. But she was, to plainly put it, used to it.
Now every now and then, Her or a team member would get injured in the field. This meant not only they had to get checked and cleared, but then there was the paperwork and incident reports. All things that would fall on her, reflect on her leading.
She understood very well how to lead, how to take control. It was how she was raised. Times like these, where she was back in the field as not only an agent but the section chief, it felt as if the weight of the world was on her shoulders alone.
To make it worse she was the one who got hurt this time.
The building was now cleared, and CSI along with backup had arrived. Emily was sitting in the back of the ambulance, waiting to get cleared so she could regroup.
Emily's ankle was bruised and swollen from what went down less than 10 minutes ago
JJ had been partnered with Emily to clear the second story, And had gone first up the steps. When she turned the corner, her pistol aimed to scan the room, one suspect jumped from her blindside, and Emily bolted forward between the two.
It seemed as he was expecting that
He used her own momentum against her, sending her crashing into the archway separating the loft and hallway. She could feel the air being forced from her lungs as she gagged for air, trying to eat the blow and get up.
She barely registered the loud metal clank as her gun was kicked across the loft, she only heard Jennifer struggling further down in the hallway.
The man that had shoved Emily quickly grabbed her gun, and pointed at the still curled woman squirming on the floor.
Just then, Emily heard 3 shots,
and for a moment she thought she was hit,
until her eyes came to focus. Jennifer is now standing in the archway, pistol aimed at the man, and the man is aiming Emily's pistol at her.
“Drop your weapon!” The man demanded.
Jennifer opened her mouth to speak, quickly, the man brought his leg up and stomped, his boot cracking down on Emily's ankle
. A choked grunt ripped from the back of her throat, her eyes instantly blurred as hot tears filled them.
‘“Drop it!” he demanded
“Jennifer, listen to him!” Emily shouted, and just for a moment, the man diverted his attention back to Emily. The next second, he was on the ground. Emily's ears were ringing, and she could hear Jennifer's muffled voice shouting
“Clear!”
“Agent Prentiss, we need to take you in for a few tests, do you need to speak with your team first?” the paramedic said, a sympathetic look etched in her features
“Is there any way we can postpone that until we fly home? Im sure i can get around just fine”
“We apologize agent, but its just protocol”
Emily sighed, shaking her head absentmindedly as she waved her team over. The paramedic hopped out of the back and disappeared.
“Look you guys, we closed it, and nobody is seriously hurt. Go back to the local station and get started on your paperwork. I'll meet you at the hotel this evening with the plan for home.” Emily explained calmly, looking around to her team members. When she finished she dismissed them, and they all retreated to their own SUVs
All but one, Jennifer standing there with a set look on her face.
“Do you need something?” Emily said, her tone slightly clipped. She had been so distant since her return. And if she was being honest with herself she was frustrated with everyone, herself and JJ included.
“Im gonna ride with you to the hospital, to make sure it goes smoothly.” JJ said gently, sounding worried with a slight tang of guilt lacing her tone.
“I can handle my own, Jennifer. Thank you but you're dismissed” she muttered, her jaw set slightly as she laid into the stretcher.
Jennifer huffed, her expression growing more impatient.
“If you wont let me ride, I will meet you there” JJ argued, out of plain worry.
“I said you are dismissed, Jareau. Go back to the goddamn station.” Emily snapped, her eyes narrowed and brows knit tight
Jennifer was slightly taken aback, but she swallowed her arguments and simply turned, heading off to her SUV.
The paramedics roll Emily into the ER, an older lady directing what she had to assume was still a student doctor towards her.
“Hello ma’am, im Dr. whittaker, what–”
“I apologize for interrupting. But is there anyone who didn't just graduate?” Emily said quickly, uncharacteristically condescending. In all honesty she was just exhausted, but she was never one to speak to another just any kind of way.
“Im sorry?” the young man said dimly.
A woman walking by had overheard her comment, and backtracked slightly, a tight lipped smile on her face as she nodded at her colleague, letting him know she would take this
“Hello miss. I hear you requested a more experienced physician?”
Emily's throat went slightly dry as she subtly took in the woman before her.
“It's agent, and yes I did. I need to be medically cleared as soon as possible.” Emily said, slightly quieter as her gaze softened, slightly curious. It was just work.
The woman standing there looked thoroughly unimpressed with Emily's attitude. Did she just try to check rank? Emily Couldn't help but pick up on the expression the woman's face carried
Even in the doctor's stance, the way her stare calculated her in a moment passed.
“We will get on that. you sit tight hun.” she smiled, keeping it professional when her eyes were saying something else.
Like somehow, in her own way, Doctor Mckay was profiling Emily, same as Emily was profiling her. At least in her own way.
Cassie wanted to win, but she didn’t know what. Nonetheless agent prentiss is a patient, and it’s breaking a multitude of rules. the doctor backed off slightly, Emily wanted more.
After Emily was checked in, a younger nurse came in with a gown and socks, a sweet look on her face. A look that told she was yet to really know what was in store.
“I dont need that, i need to just get cleared miss’”
“Im sorry, but if you're on the job you need a full workup after something like this-”
“I don't need that, just..” Emily trails off as she picks up on her slight passive aggression. She feels bad, trying to tone it down.
“Can you please get that doctor back in here?” Emily asked, gentler.
The nurse nods softly, offering a hesitant smile as she sets the clothes on the edge of the bed and closes the curtain behind her.
A few minutes or so later, Emily is sat up on the edge of the hospital bed, still not changed.
Dr.McKay walks in, a polite yet tight lipped smile on her lips.
“Agent Prentiss, I'm going to need to give you a quick exam, along with an xray for your ankle. Do you need assistance changing?”
Emily tenses at the question . Rolling her eyes softly as she knows the woman was only doing her job
“Im fine, i just need to get my ankle looked at”
“From the intake assesm-”
“I'm fine, come on. Hell, I have work far more important than this”
“Agent Prentiss, calm down. You're only making it take longer by insisting. For the xray you need to be gowned.”
Emily softened, frustrated with herself for losing her temper with another. Especially one only trying to help.
“Look, I've had a long day. I need to get back to my team.”
“And we will do that, right after we finish clearing you.” McKay said sweetly, softening herself when she picked up on Emily's slight vulnerability.
She stood up, and smiled gently at Emily. “Please, help me make this quicker for you.” and with that, she left Emily to her own.
She pretended she didn’t add that extra honey to her tone, like she didn’t speak that way on purpose purpose
Emily just got changed, defeated. Over the course of mid morning Dr.McKay gave her a full workup, the xray having a longer wait time as it was just as busy in the ER as usual.
It was late in the evening now, having spent the whole day in the ER. Emily, just having been cleared, was trying to manage a ride with her sprained ankle.
She didn't want to call someone on the team, it wasn't even an option to her.
She was about to call an uber when Dr.McKay walked up.
“Agent Prentiss, are you going to make it out okay?”
“Yes, I'm going to call a car.”
“It's late. I'm getting off my shift. You had a long day too.”
“Thank you Doc, but I'm in a rush.”
“I'm faster than an uber.”
Emily smirked, her mind wondering for a split second.
“I insist, I can't let you take a car with your ankle like that.” she said, her tone soft but her gaze a bit hotter, maintaining eye contact while for the first time in a while, Emily felt herself being picked up.
“Alright, well then i think i deserve your first name then, doctor McKay?” Emily said, her voice slightly rough with the night, and morning she had, the woman in front of her was a good distraction
“Im Cassie, let me get you back to work hm, Agent Prentiss?” She teased as she made sure her crutches were properly fitted.
“Come on, you can call me Emily."
“…Noted.”
They walked, the silence charged too quickly.
“You can tell that whisker kid he seems smart, i meant no disrespect” Emily said, managing on her ankle well. She was used to injuries.
Cassie smiled, unlocking the doors to her sleek black car, an older yet well maintained BMW, windows tinted.
“You sit in the back and elevate that ankle. Where am I taking you too?” she said, as if this was a regular thing for her.
Emily gave the address of where her team was staying.
Reluctantly, she let cassie help her in the back. Her protest died immediately when the redhead adjusted her so gently, as if it wasn’t her job.
It most definitely wasn’t her job to give a private ride to a special agent.
“Sit tight love, it's about 15 minutes out.”
That nickname makes heat creep to her ears, not even blinking when the woman shut the door.
She got into the driver's seat and started the car with ease, and soon enough they were riding silently, the soft hum of the engine and surrounding traffic.
“so, Emily, what kind of team is this you have?” Cassie asked casually a few minutes in.
“oh, well. I'm an The Behavioral Analysis Unit Chief, i as work an SSA in the FBI.”
“SSA?” Cassie repeats as a question, intrigued.
‘Suppavisary Special Agent, im a profiler” The woman said casually, but still confident in herself.
Cassie couldn’t help but flush ever so slightly at the first things that came to mind. Their authority is so different but important and needed.
“So, Cassie, how long have you been a physician?”
“Oh, well about 10 years now”
“And you look amazing”
A smirk, caught eyes through the rearview mirror. Cassie's grip flexed on the steering wheel as she turned.
“Oh sweetheart.”
“You call me all these names, and you expect me not to indulge?” she snickered sweetly, leaning into the car.
“Dont flatter yourself, agent”
“I like when you use my first name better..”
“I like when you use mine”
Clearly, there was a thick tension as they got closer to her hotel.
The match for control was already on, an unspoken thing as both waited on something, anything, a reason.
“Did you need to stop anywhere on the way back? We are about 5 minutes away.”
“I'm okay, I just need a bit of help getting to my room.” Emily said, unusually shy as she tried to be bold.
“Alright , don't worry about it Emily.”
A few minutes later they pull into the lot, Cassie finding a spot tucked behind the building. ‘for shade’
“Alright, let me get you settled.” and it really hit, she's letting go for once.
Emily was never one to live in the
moment, but she had a lot to forget. Fistfuls of soft red hair seemed distracting enough.
Cassie got out, and opened the door to help Emily.
She was capable, she needed no real help.
Still, she reached for Cassie's hand, and once she took it, Emily pulled her in gently, Cassie knew to shut the door
Cassie wasted no time in crawling over the other woman, gentle, lightly.
“Come here already” Emily suddenly whined, in a second the Doctor took Emily into a rough kiss, breaths mixing with the wet slide of lips as Cassie straddles the agent.
Emily nipped Cassie's lip, and that elicited a soft whine out of Cassie, Emily took that as her chance to offer tongue.
Cassie drank her in, her hands gentle on her stomach as she minded her injuries.
She deepened the kiss, but once Emily started to reach for her shirt, she pulled back.
“Hey, hey, are you sure? You had some pretty nasty bruises.” Cassie panted, her hands rested on Emily's shoulders, fingers brushing the hollow of her throat.
“You can be as rough as you need.”
“Not when you're hurt, Emily,” she said, speaking more like a Doctor again.
Emily leaned in, her hand dropping to the woman's hip
Her lips brushed the shell of McKay's ear. “What, do I need to sign some waiver? Having sex against medical advice?” Emily whispered, biting down on the flesh of her earlobe.
“Im not your doctor anymore”
“Then stop acting like it”
Mckay shivered, her hands dragging up Emily's throat to cup her jaw, moving in to kiss her harder.
Emily pushed her hips into cassies, her hands under her scrubs.
“What do you want?”
“Holy shit, I need to feel you.” Emily whines, rocking her hips softly
“I know you can use your words better than that, Emily.” she said firmly, locking Emily's hips in place with her body weight, keeping her still against the car.
“McKay–”
Her grip grew firm on Emily's jaw, making her maintain eye contact
“Cassie”
And the redheads' hands sought the buckle of Emily's belt.
“Do you want this?” The woman on top of her asked, undoing her belt slowly.
“Please, i need it”
Cassie is smooth as she drags Emily's pants and underwear down her body, releasing her good leg, pushing it gently to the side and off the seat.
Emily was slick, glistening in the dim light of the backseat.
She propped herself up against the door, eyeing the drawstrings of Cassie's scrub pants.
Emily dragged her eyes back to Cassie's.
“Use your words”
“Take off your pants”
Cassie followed Emily's words like an order, the energy shifted slightly.
She was soon also undressed from the bottom down.
Emily's hands were on Cassie's hips, the redheads hands on Emily's lower stomach
“Can you?”
Cassie's eyes get impossibly darker, pulling Emily down slightly
She straddles Emily's clenched thigh, turning her to her side gently as she slipped her leg under Emily's and propped her calf on her shoulder. She steadied Emily with a hand on her hip and lower thigh.
“Are you ready?”
Emily wasted no time in rocking her hips down, her sex brushing Cassie's own bare core.
Emily cried out gently, Cassie immediately started to roll her hips against emilys, effectively dragging her own hard bud against emilys clit.
Emily brought a hand up to tug at the collar of her shirt, matching pace as she rolled her hips down, sliding against her as the slick between them both became one, mixing with the sweat of their thighs,
Emily takes one of McKay's hands from her thigh and brings it to her face.
She was panting, her cheeks flushed and hair clinging to her face. She could barely keep her eyes open as she kissed Cassie's hand, her wrist.
“You respond so well”
A sob, wrecked from Emily's throat as she worked harder against her.
Cassie brushed Emily's lips with the tips of her fingers, her nails digging into her calf as she started to lose pace, both women about to come.
Emily bit her fingers, and suddenly, Cassie came against Emily's sex, her hips stuttered and rutted before her back arched softly, leaning back.
She panted for air, Emily's hips needy, grinding down slowly. Cassie was overstimulated, but she knew Emily wasn't done.
She pulled Emily's leg out more, her other hand back on her hip as she guided the woman against her, rocking against her clit sensually.
“Come for me, Emily.” Cassie husked, her voice low and completely wrecked.
Emily fell apart, silently twitching as her legs tried to shut, her back arched off the seat.
Cassie continued to grind against Emily, her pupils blown as she watched Emily begin to squirm, throaty whimpers getting caught on the syllables of Her name.
The look on Emily’s face made McKay’s head spin, she needed more. The way Emily's pretty brown eyes shut so tight, her jaw going from slack, to flexed.
Slowly, softly, Cassie slowed against her sex and gently dropped Emily's leg down to her side. The older woman leaned down, placing gentle kisses wherever her lips could reach on Emily's throat.
Emily's whines had softened, her breathing just as labored When McKay tugged at her top.
“You wanna take this off?” She husked, dragging her teeth alongside the side of Emily's jaw.
All Emily could manage was a throaty mewl, nodding her head softly whilst out of breath and completely buzzy.
To Emily's surprise, Jennifer was still waiting in Emily’s room. She was completely confused when an older, breathtakingly fine woman dropped Emily off at the door.
The jealousy that stirred in her gut made her unkind, but she swallowed the acid bubbling in her words until the door was shut and that woman was surely gone.
Jennifer could almost immediately tell, the way Emily’s clothes were wrinkled, eyes low and lips seemingly still kiss bitten.
Emily didn't even speak to the other woman. She almost immediately tried to go into the bathroom to freshen up, and she could feel Jennifer’s eyes tracking her across the room.
“Are you okay? What did the Doctor say, and who was that woman?” The Blonde inquired quickly, following her a few paces.
“Why are you even here?”
“Because you were hurt today, clearly bad enough for crutches. And it's my fault, I need to make sure you’re okay.” Jennifer spills, clearly frustrated.
Emily softened, stepping closer to Jennifer.
“Jay, I am just fine. You don't need to worry about me, go get some rest.”
Jennifer couldn't hide the scowl on her face, furrowed brows and pursed lips. She noticed the faintest reddish mark just under the collar of her undone shirt.
“Who was that woman? And it is so late.” Jennifer said, unable to hide her clipped tone.
“A friend, now please, I need to take a shower.” Emily sighed, increasingly frustrated.
JJ knew it wasn't her place, she knew it was irrational, jet the jealousy churning in her gut made her cheeks hot, not with want but anger.
“Yeah, go wash her off, I'll wait.”
“You wont, you will go back to your room and go to bed, Jennifer.”
“Have I done something? Are you upset with me Em?” JJ suddenly asked, her voice slightly strained. A pained confusion light in her tone.
‘God, we can't keep doing this. You want me, you say you can’t. You're allowed to live your life knowing you can't have what you really want, so why can't I get laid?”
‘Oh, so you actually fucking slept with her?” Jennifer retorted, and Emily seemed to crack
“Do you hear yourself right now? Do you even hear a single word leaving my mouth?” The older woman snapped, trying to keep her voice hushed.
“You sound–” Emily knew the words she held back were too harsh, she could hardly stand the soft, hurt look in those glossy blue eyes.
“I'm sick, and tired of this back and forth. Im fucking exhausted, i just need you to relax, Jayje.” She said finally, letting out a harsh breath as she propped her hands on her hips.
“I just can't stand the idea of anyone else..” Jennifer swallowed. All the words that have gone unsaid in the last decade adding weight to her words now.
“What? Touching me? Fucking me?” Emily spat, trying so hard to keep her calm, not wanting to hurt her but unable to hold back the intensity of her emotions.
“Loving you, in any way I can't.” Jennifer said admittedly, her voice louder, cracked.
‘Imagine how it felt watching you marry William.’’
Jennifer steps into Emily's space, leaning into her ear.
‘I was thinking of you when he was fucking me that night.” Jennifer panted, tense and needy. She was also torn between one too many emotions
Emily flexes, her jaw, her hands, her—
In one second, she feels Jennifer’s lips press against hers, moving with such need yet care Emily instantly melted, gripping the sides of her face as JJ’s hands slipped into hair adorning the nape of Emily’s neck.
Emily Shuttered into the kiss, a soft whine being pulled from her as Jennfer bit down on Emily's bottom lip. She was already sensitive from earlier.
Jennifer could ignore the way she could smell the sweat on Emily, the scent of sex still clung to her skin. She barely was able to ignore the taste of another woman on Emily’s lips. She would take what she could get, and this was it.