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Raw (2016) / Full Brutal by Kristopher Triana / Jennifer's Body (2009)

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If I Ever Lost You Part 2

Pairing: Jennifer Jareau X Emily Prentiss

Warning: Strong Language & Violence

Words: 5.6K

Emily woke to the sound of sirens. Everything was blurry and her head was pounding. In a futile attempt, she covered her ears, trying to block out all the noise. What happened? Why does my head hurt so fucking much? Suddenly it all came rushing back. JJ. Emily instantly turned towards the passenger seat causing stars to flash against her eyelids. “Ugh,” she let out a groan of pain. When the stars faded and she was able to see, Emily was terrified to see that the passenger seat was empty. A feeling of dread settled in her heart as her eyes laid upon a note that was placed on the seat like it was mocking the agent. With a shaking hand, she reached over and picked up the paper. She opened the note and when she read the three words, her world stopped.

I have her.

The paper dropped from her hands, fluttering down onto her lap. She pushed open the car door, leaning over the side and emptying her stomach contents. She felt hands grip her shoulders. Derek shouted, “come on princess, snap out of it. I need you to focus,” but everything was muffled. All she could hear was her own voice in her head. The unsub has JJ. He has the woman I love. It’s my fault. The next hour felt like it passed by in slow motion. Emily was checked over by the paramedics. The cut on her head was stitched up and she was told to take it easy for a couple days. Take it easy. Sure, I’ll take it easy when I have JJ back in my arms.

Derek opted to drive Emily back to the precinct while the rest of the team met them there. As she slid into the passenger seat, tears pricked her eyes. She willed herself not to cry. I have to be strong for Jen. I can’t cry right now. Before starting the car, Derek looked over at the brunette, noticing how she was closing herself off. “Nuh uh princess, I know that we have to get back to find JJ, but talk to me. Don’t shut everything in, not again,” he requested. The simple request was too much for Emily and the tears that she tried holding back fell down, leaving a trail along her cheeks. “I can’t Derek. It’s my fault she’s gone. I should’ve seen the car coming. I should’ve protected her. It’s my fault. It’s all my fault,” she sobbed, dropping her head into her hands. Unable to comfort his friend with words, he reached over and began rubbing small circles on her back. Once Emily’s breath evened out, Derek turned to start the car, but he heard such a faint whisper, he wasn’t sure if he imagined it, “I love her.” His hand froze, a mere centimeters from the ignition, “well princess, it’s about time you admitted it.” He looked over and when he saw the shocked reaction from the woman, he cracked a small smile. “Emily, you’re not as subtle as you think. The entire team knows. Hell, Garcia was the first to figure it out. Not to mention the jet incident,” Derek explained. Emily was silent after hearing the confession. The silence was only broken by Derek when he promised, “we’ll get her back princess.” Emily had one thought. I’m coming JJ. I promise.

As soon as the team got to the precinct, they got to work. Emily’s phone rang, glancing upon the number, her stomach dropped when JJ’s name flashed across the screen. Everyone gathered around her as she answered. Fear dripping from her voice, “Jayje, please tell me you’re ok. Tell me where you are and I’ll come pick you up.” “My my. Her knight in shining armor, I’m sorry to say, but you won’t be finding her,” a man’s voice rang out. Derek immediately dialed Penelope and she answered almost immediately, “baby girl, I need you to track JJ’s phone.” “I have been ever since you guys landed in Washington, but as soon as she got into the crash, I lost the signal” Penelope confessed. Hearing the clacking of keys on the other end, the team held their breath waiting. The only person who wasn’t focused on Penelope was Emily. Desperate, she pleaded, “please, whoever you are, let her go. I’ll do anything. Just don’t hurt her.” Hearing the laughter from the other end of the line, Emily’s stomach turned over itself, “you don’t have anything I want. Goodbye agent Prentiss.” The call cut off, causing Emily to drop to her knees, despair taking over as sobs shook her body. Penelope’s voice rang out, her voice breaking, “I don’t- I don’t understand. I wasn’t able to track it. He had the signal bouncing around different towers.” Derek was fuming, “who in the hell does this son of a bitch think he is.” Anger crossed Hotch’s features for a split second so the team wasn’t sure if they imagined it. He called out, “Garcia, look into the list and narrow it down as much as you can. Do it fast. Reid, look over the geographical profile, I want you to cut it down. Work with Garcia to eliminate as much as you can. Rossi, look over the crime scene photos and see if we missed anything. Morgan and Prentiss. You two have to look into the victim’s lives, find out what connected them. Find out how the unsub got to them. I’ll handle the media.” Derek crouched down to Emily and enveloped her into a hug as the rest of the team got started. One second she was sobbing into his shirt and the next it was as if nothing happened. She got up and wiped at her eyes, “we don’t have any time to waste,” she stated. I’m gonna get this son of a bitch. Hang in there Jen. I love you.

The first thing JJ felt when she woke up was pain. Her body seemed to hurt everywhere. With a groan, she lifted her head and peaked her eyes open. As her vision cleared, she realized that she was being suspended in the middle of a dim lit room. Her feet were barely scraping the floor and the more she tried moving, the deeper the rope dug into her skin. She cried out in pain when the rope rubbed along her raw wrists. She looked around the room, noticing how it was completely barren except for a chair in front of her and a door. Suddenly, the door opened, causing JJ to turn her head from the sudden change in light. Keeping her eyes closed, she heard shoes padding across the floor until they stopped in front of her. She held her breath, waiting. Her silence was met with a stinging slap across her face, causing her head to turn roughly. Holding in her cries, she looked up at the unsub with hatred in her eyes. His face turned into a sneer, “this is going to be more fun than I thought.” His voice sounded like his words were scraping across sandpaper. JJ had to crane her neck to look him in his eyes. Blue eyes locked onto brown eyes. His eyes gleamed with something menacing, “we’ll see how long you can last. Hopefully you’ll be more fun than the others.” He gripped her face roughly, causing her to thrash, attempting to free herself from his grip, “you’ll learn your place soon enough.” He let her go, causing her chin to drop against her chest. Before he walked out, he turned to the blonde and pointed to a camera in the corner that she didn’t notice before, “say hello to your team. Give Emily my regards.” JJ’s head snapped up at the name. “Don’t you dare hurt her,” she screamed. He simply laughed, “all in due time Jareau, all in due time,” and walked out, shutting the door behind him. Emily. I can’t let her get hurt. God. Please keep her safe. I love you Em. I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry. She turned towards the camera, grief stricken across her features, she mouthed, “I’m sorry,” before she let herself fall unconscious.

Penelope was sitting in her lair when she got an email from an anonymous user. Out of curiosity, she clicked the link included. Her breath caught in her throat when the video popped up on her screen. “Oh no. This is bad. This is so so bad,” she gasped.

The team was working in the precinct like a machine when Hotch’s phone rang. He picked it up, answering immediately, “what is it Garcia?” “You guys have to see this,” she replied breathlessly. They turned their attention to the screen in the front of the room, freezing when the video of JJ bloody and limp came up. Emily’s breathing became labored when she saw her love hanging from the ceiling, feet barely scraping the floor, and a red mark growing on her cheek. “No,” she whispered. Morgan’s jaw clenched, his eyes roaming over the blonde. Reid was frozen in shock when he saw the woman who was practically his older sister in such a state. Rossi had tears pricking his eyes as soon as the video popped up. Hotch seemed unfazed by the video which angered Emily, but his eyes told a different story. “Track it Garcia,” he yelled out. “I’m already trying sir,” she cried, “but nothing’s coming up. The signal’s bouncing across different towers.” The team turned back to the screen when the audio suddenly turned on. Dread settled in the pit of Emily’s stomach when she heard a door opening and the thud of footsteps. On screen, JJ’s head snapped up when the footsteps stopped. Unable to see the unsub, the team had to focus on JJ’s facial features. The same voice that had talked to Emily on the phone earlier rang out from the TV, “now, if you want some water, you have to behave.” In response, the blonde spit in his face causing a scream of outrage. The blonde’s head snapped to the side when she was met with a slap. Her groans of pain caused Emily’s heart to shatter. Looking at the screen, the team felt despair when the unsub sent a flurry of punches across JJ’s ribs. After a particularly strong one, JJ cried out. “He must have broken a rib. Her breathing looks like it’s getting shallow,” Reid noticed. Seemingly satisfied with himself, the unsub’s footsteps sounded like they were fading. JJ turned towards the camera and with a groan of pain, she whispered, “he has bro-“ then the audio cut off. Emily jumped out of her seat, rushing towards the TV, “No!” she cried out. The brunette stared into the blonde’s eyes through the screen, and it was almost as if JJ felt it because she stared into the camera, her features softening and her mouth forming into the words, “I love you too,” before she lost consciousness, causing her head to drop. Emily cried out, her breathing became labored. Derek pulled her into an embrace, keeping the woman from collapsing on the floor. Penelope and Emily’s sobbing was the only sound that was heard in the otherwise silent room.

When JJ woke up, she didn’t know what time or day it was. It feels like it’s been weeks. I have to stay strong for Em, but I don’t know how much longer I can last. I need water. Her throat was parched and when she tried to call out, it came out as nothing but a whisper, “please, I need water.” The door opened to reveal her captor. He had a smirk on his face as he strolled in the room, “well you’ll have to behave won’t you.” Unable to speak any longer, JJ nodded, hoping to get something to satisfy her thirst. Suddenly, the unsub lunged towards her, gripping the rope that was suspending her, keeping her from thrashing. He pulled out a knife that JJ didn’t see until it was too late. He used the tip of the knife to rip her shirt down the middle. She tried getting out of his reach but it was useless. He was fixated on her tan stomach, pulling the knife up to scrape along it. JJ let out a groan of pain when the knife broke through her skin, leaving a trail of blood in its wake. This continued for what seemed like hours when in reality it was only a minute. When he was satisfied with his work, he put the knife away and ran his fingers along the cuts, causing JJ to cry out. Smearing the blood across her abdomen, the unsub reached up and cupped JJ’s face, causing the blood to mark her face. He patted her cheek, turning away with a grin on his face and walked out.

Emily was the only one who saw the entire scene unfold. She gripped the edge of the seat until her knuckles turned white. Her jaw clenched and the hatred in her grew. She stared at the blonde, praying that they could catch a break. On the screen, JJ coughs racked her whole body. When her body stilled, Emily’s fear grew. As she watched JJ, she was heartbroken to see the frail agent’s body shake with sobs. The tears ran down her face, washing away the blood that was smeared on. Unable to see more, Emily turned from the screen, staring at her phone, willing it to ring with good news. Garcia’s contact popped up on the screen, and praying that it wasn’t a cruel joke from the universe, Emily picked it up, “please PG, tell me we have something to go off on.” “I was able to cut down the list to three men. I already told Hotch. The team is going to the properties and see if they can find her,” informed Garcia. She continued, “go find her E,” and cut the line. Emily rushed out of the room, running up to her team. Hotch glanced at her and started, “Reid and Morgan, you two head to the Smith property. Prentiss and Rossi, head to the Johnson property. I’ll head to the Cox residence with the captain.” The team grabbed their vests and rushed to the cars.

Derek and Spencer got to the Smith property as the sun was setting, the orange glow washing over the house. As cop cars drove in behind the agents, they rushed from the SUV and towards the front door. Their guns in their hands, Derek pounded on the door, ”FBI! Open up!” After not getting a response, he nodded to Spencer to brace himself. Morgan then kicked the door open, allowing Spencer to walk in first. The two split, each followed by a cop while they searched the property. They searched every part of the house, anger and fear growing every time they walked into an empty room. By the time they finished searching the house, the sun had set completely and the sky was getting dark fast. Frustrated because they didn’t find anyone, Derek called Hotch, “there’s no one here man. She’s not here Hotch.” Hotch replied with the one answer he was dreading, “she’s not here either. Head to the Johnson residence. I haven’t heard anything from Prentiss or Rossi.” Jumping into the SUV, Derek pulled out of the driveway, speeding towards the third residence.

Not willing to wait for backup, Emily rushed towards the house, causing David to chase after her. She craned her neck towards the door to see if she could hear anything, but when she didn’t hear a sound, she tried opening the door. Realizing that the door was locked, she got down onto her knees to pick it while David kept watch. After a couple minutes of antagonizing silence, the two were relieved when the click of the lock rang out, causing the door to swing open. Picking up her gun, Emily cautiously stepped into the house, her eyes straining to see in the dark. Dave motioned towards the stairs, telling her that he was going to search upstairs. Emily nodded in response and ventured further into the house. Unable to find anything in the living room, she moved towards the kitchen and dining room. The place was eerily quiet, the only sound that she heard were her own footsteps, causing chills to run down her spine. After she cleared both rooms, she turned towards the hallway. Seeing a staircase leading to darkness, she couldn’t wait for Rossi so she cautiously ventured down the stairs. When she reached the bottom of the stairs, she saw a single door leading into a faintly light room. Swinging the door wide open with her gun drawn, she held her breath as her eyes scanned the room. If she didn’t notice the blood stains on the floor or the chain hanging from the middle of the room, she wasn’t sure what she would’ve done. She’s not here. That son of a bitch still has her. Even though the blonde was no longer here, she felt a surge of hope when she realized that she still had to be alive, otherwise the unsub wouldn’t have moved her. I’m coming JJ. I promise.

To JJ, it felt like they were walking for hours. She wasn’t sure which direction they came from. All she knew was that they were moving for a reason. She realized what was happening, “they found you, didn’t they? I knew they’d find me. You’re nothing compared to them. Compared to Em-” she was cut off when he threw her on the ground, causing the air to leave her lungs. Chest heaving, she tried taking deep breaths, each one hurting her ribs more than the last. “Shut up,” he whispered menacingly. “Or what? You’ll kill me,” JJ egged him on. He let out yell of rage, “I said shut up you stupid bitch!” The next thing she knew, his foot was flying towards her face. She couldn’t bring her hands up fast enough. She had one thought. Emily. His foot connected with the side of her temple and then she was out cold.

JJ woke up tied to a post in the middle of what seemed to be a barn. It was still dark out so she wasn’t sure if it was the same day or if it was twenty-four hours later. Her head was pounding and her vision was swimming. A voice rang out from the corner, “you’re finally awake. I must’ve kicked you harder than I realized.” She heard a chair scraping across the floor as the unsub went to sit in front of her. As he sat down, he pulled something out from behind his back. The blonde turned away from him when she saw the moonlight gleaming off the knife, but that wasn’t the only thing she saw. “You know, you were the best one I had,” he claimed. She looked at the knife again, hoping to see what was on it. Angered by her silence, the unsub lunged towards her, holding the knife up to her throat. When he brought the knife closer to her, she realized what was on it. Blood? I don’t feel any new cuts, it can’t be mine. Who’s blo- Her thoughts were interrupted when the unsub realized that she was staring at the knife. Pulling it back, he roared with laughter, “you’re trying to figure out who’s blood this is, aren’t you agent Jareau? Well, let me tell you a little secret.” He leaned in next to her ear, causing her to turn away, and whispered, “it’s your precious lover’s. Emily.” She instantly turned her head towards him, staring at him, fear prominent on her face. “No. No. You’re lying. You have to be,” she mumbled. Satisfied with her reaction, he pulled back and continued, “you should have heard her. She kept begging that you don’t get hurt. She was pathetic-” JJ interrupted him, shouting, “no! Don’t talk about her like that. You don’t even deserve to say her name.” Realizing that she went too far, her eyes shot up to stare at him, scared of what he might do to her. He simply smiled, “well you shouldn’t worry. You will be joining her soon enough Jennifer.” He turned away from her and walked out of the barn, leaving the blonde to be consumed with grief. Her sobs ripped from her throat, leaving her out of breath and shaking. Unable to process the information that her love was gone, her body felt numb. All she could do was stare at the empty chair, reminiscing about all their memories together. The memory that she held onto was their night in the hotel room. Emily’s words ringing in her head as tears streamed down her face. I love you.

The team gathered outside of the Johnson house, planning their next move. Emily told the team what she found, “she wasn’t there, but I did find the room where the unsub was keeping her. There was a chain hanging from the middle of the room and there were blood stains on the floor, they looked somewhat fresh.” “There was nothing upstairs except for a room filled with computers. That’s where he would’ve made the call and video ping off of different towers,” David added. Before they could add anything else, Hotch’s cell rang with Penelope’s number flashing on the screen. “Talk to me Garcia,” he answered. “I was looking into Elijah Johnson and I found a number of interesting things. The first is, his mother abandoned him when he was only six, leaving him with his grandmother. Before he was abandoned, he had frequent visits to the hospital for injuries like a broken arm, bruised eye, broken rib, and more. Every visit resulted with a different excuse, but it seemed like he was abused by his mother,” Penelope informed the team. After a beat of silence, her voice rang out again, “Oh, this is bad. JJ looks exactly like his mother.” Spencer was the first to speak, “he’s using JJ as a substitute for his mother. He feels like JJ should pay for his mother’s actions. He might even think that JJ is his mother if his rage becomes too much to handle. There’s no telling what he’ll do to her.” Penelope answered, “boy wonder’s right. I’m currently looking at the map to see if there are any properties nearby.” After a couple of seconds, a squeal of victory was heard by the team, “there’s an abandoned barn three miles northeast of your current location. The address has just been sent to your phones.” “You’re the best baby girl,” Derek called out. Penelope laughed, “oh don’t you know it chocolate thunder. Go get our girl back.” Before she ended the call, Penelope’s voice rang out once more, “stay safe my lovelies.” With a newfound strength, the team jumped into their SUV’s and rushed towards the barn.

JJ awoke to the feeling of her hands being untied. Her head was still throbbing from the news she received earlier. When she looked back, she was shocked to see that it was the unsub who was untying her from the post. “They’re here. Your team found us. We have to get moving,” he informed her. When she was finally free, she knew that this was her chance to stall him so she dropped to the floor. He grabbed her, roughly pulling her from the floor, “get the fuck up. This is not the time for your shit.” JJ didn’t respond, she simply let her body go slack. The two looked up to the entryway as they heard footsteps pounding towards them. The unsub pulled JJ up, wrapping one arm around her abdomen while pressing the knife to her neck with the other. Derek and Spencer ran through the front entrance, pausing when they saw the unsub threatening JJ with the knife. Soon after, Hotch came in from the left and David came in from the right. JJ’s heart shattered when she didn’t see the brunette come in, realizing that the unsub was in fact telling the truth earlier. Her body sagged from the grief and she tuned everything out, unable to stop the tears from falling down her face. Hotch’s called out, “you don’t have to do this Elijah, you’re surrounded. We know your mother hurt you and you want your revenge, but look at agent Jareau. She isn’t your mother. You have to let her go. No one else has to get hurt Johnson.” Elijah laughed at the agents, “even if I let her go, I’ll spend my life in jail, if I don’t get onto death row. Not happening. If I go down, she’s coming with me. She’ll be dead before any of you even pull the trig-” He was cut off with a gun shot that came from behind him. He dropped to the floor, blood pouring from his head, causing JJ to collapse to the floor, tears still silently streaming down her face. She heard footsteps rushing towards her and then her face was cupped, trying to make her look up. Giving in, she looked up and was shocked to see that it was Emily who was holding her up. JJ’s breath froze, “please don’t let this be some cruel dream,” she whispered. Tears shining in her eyes, Emily smiled, “I’m here Jayje. I’m here and I’m never leaving you again. I promise.” JJ smiled gratefully and leaned into Emily’s touch, closing her eyes. Emily leaned down and kissed her forehead, “you can rest now Jen. I’ve got you.” Knowing that she was safe in her love’s arms, she let sleep take her.

Emily was allowed to ride back in the ambulance with JJ. Holding her hand, to reassure herself that JJ was really there, Emily couldn’t stop gawking at her. No matter what happens to her, she still looks beautiful. They were halfway to the hospital when JJ coded. Emily’s body went frigid as the sound of JJ flat lining rang out. She squeezed her hand, hoping for some kind of response, but when she didn’t feel anything, she was crushed. The paramedics made Emily move to the front of the ambulance as they worked. She protested, trying to stay next to JJ for as long as she could, but she gave in when she realized that she was in their way. As she moved to the front, all she heard was the sound of JJ coding. She stared out the window, oblivious to everything around her, hoping that the paramedics could save the younger agent.

When JJ woke up, the first thing she felt was someone gripping her hand like it was a lifeline. She opened her eyes, curious to see who it was and when she laid her eyes on the brunette who was holding her hand while she was sleeping on the couch, her heart swelled with the love she felt for the woman in front of her. JJ continued to stare at Emily until she stirred, opening her eyes slowly to adjust to the brightness. The older woman’s eyes roamed the room until they settled on the blonde who was staring at her with a smile tugging at her lips. Emily instantly shot up off the couch and leaned over to hug the blonde who was more than happy to oblige. Laughing slightly, JJ joked, “well, I guess someone’s happy to see me.” Emily pulled back from their embrace but didn’t let go of the blonde, her smile reaching her ears, “of course I’m happy to see you Jen.” After a moment, the smile faded from her lips, and she whispered, “I was scared Jayje. I was scared I lost you in the ambulance.” Noticing the sadness behind the brunette’s expression, JJ squeezed her hands and tried to reassure her, “but you didn’t. I’m here with you, aren’t I?” Smiling softly, the brunette replied, “yeah, yeah you are.” As if remembering something, Emily’s face lit up, “Jayje. When you were held captive, did you mean it when y-” She was cut off when they heard Penelope’s excited scream, “you’re awake!” “For fucks sake,” grumbled the brunette. JJ gave Emily a glance as she laughed softly, turning to see the overly excited woman in front of her. Penelope started talking at a thousand words a minute, “Are you okay? I’m so sorry sweet cheeks, you didn’t deserve any of this. I swear if Emily didn’t shoot him, I would have made his life a living hell. No one messes with-” “I’m okay Pen. I’m scratched up, but it’s part of the job,” JJ interrupted. Before Penelope could open her mouth to disagree, the rest of the team walked in, overjoyed to see JJ awake. Since he wasn’t one for showing affection, JJ was shocked when Reid was the first to her bedside, enveloping her in a hug. “Don’t ever do that to us again,” he whispered in her ear. Unable to form words at his show of affection, she simply nodded, hugging him tighter. After a second, the two let go of each other, allowing Derek to grab JJ's hand, “you scared us there blondie.” Smiling at the man, she joked, “you had me scared for a second too ‘chocolate thunder.’ It took you guys long enough.” At the use of the nickname, Penelope whined, “only I get to call him that.” The rest of the team laughed at her sudden outburst. David walked up to JJ next, kissing the top of her head as a father would. He smiled fondly at her, “I’m glad you’re ok bellissima.” She grabbed his hand, squeezing it softly and whispered, “thank you.” The team then turned to Hotch, waiting for him to say something. He simply nodded in JJ’s direction and stated, “I’m glad you’re okay Jareau.” She nodded back, smiling at her boss who seemed to never show emotion, but she saw in his eyes just how relieved he was to have her back. The team stayed for a few more hours before Emily saw how JJ was struggling to stay awake. She made everyone leave, promising that they can come visit her tomorrow. They all left the room, one after another and the last to leave was Reid. He turned towards the blonde and called out, “I love you JJ.” The corner of her mouth quirked up, she called out, “I love you too Spence.” Satisfied with her answer, he turned and walked out the door.

As soon as he left, Emily shut the door behind him, praying for no more interruptions. She turned towards the blonde who was laying in the hospital bed. “The doctor came in when you were sleeping earlier. He said you got stitches for the cuts on your stomach when you were out and that you have a mild concussion. Because you were severely dehydrated, you have to stay here for a day so your body can heal and they can keep an eye on you,” she informed JJ. Seeing the annoyance on JJ’s face, Emily quickly added, “but don’t worry, I’m staying with you until you can leave.” That lifted the blonde’s spirits so she decided to scoot to the side of the bed, patting the empty spot next to her. “I see you gave me the left side,” Emily joked. Eyes gleaming with joy, JJ responded, “well of course, you did say it was your side of the bed.” Emily threw her head back and laughed as she joined the blonde under the blanket. Turning towards each other, Emily reached down and grabbed JJ’s hand, rubbing small circles on her knuckles. JJ hummed in response, happy with the physical contact from the brunette. After a moment, Emily looked up into JJ’s eyes and took a deep breath. She started, “I have to tell you this before someone else interrupts us. Jayje, I’ve loved you ever since I can remember. As soon as I saw you on my first day, I knew you were the one. You’ve been there for me since we’ve met. When I thought I lost you when you were taken and when you coded in the ambulance, I didn’t know what to do with myself. I couldn’t imagine a life without you. You’re the reason for my existence Jen. I love you.” Waiting with a baited breath, she was upset when she didn’t hear a response.

Removing her hand from JJ’s, she whispered, “I thought you felt the same. I’m sorry.” Before she could finish, she felt JJ’s lips crash onto her’s. Not wanting this moment to end, Emily rested her hand on the smaller woman’s neck, pulling her closer. In response, JJ tangled her hand in the brunette’s hair. Both women started smiling, causing them to break apart. They rested their foreheads against each other, brown and blue eyes staring into each other, both glistening with happiness and love. “I love you too,” JJ faintly whispered against Emily’s lips before kissing her softly. The brunette’s heart swelled with joy at the blonde’s confession, pulling her flush against her side. Emily had her arm wrapped around JJ, tracing circles on her back while running her other hand through the blonde hair. JJ rested her head on Emily’s chest, the smaller woman’s arm wrapped around the brunette’s torso, listening to her lover’s heartbeat. JJ had one thought running through her head as she fell asleep. I love you Em. The younger woman’s breath evened out, telling Emily that she was asleep. Emily smiled fondly down at the blonde who was laying on top of her, kissing the top of her head, causing a hum of approval from the sleeping woman. As Emily succumbed to her exhaustion, she had one thought running through her head. I love you Jen.