Chapter 11

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JJ looked around her closet desperately trying to find something to wear that would be worthy of Emily Prentiss. She almost felt ridiculous, because she and Emily had spent numerous nights in her apartment having movie marathons, girls nights in or just simply hanging out. Emily had seen her in her sweats, her pajamas, and her underwear. That last thought made JJ flush a little. She had never made anything of parading with barely no clothes on before Emily, but now it was so much different. Now it would be a big deal.

"Aghhh!" She exclaimed with anger as she threw another top out of her closet. Why was this so difficult to choose one stupid outfit? And she loved the fact that things between her and Emily had changed, but she kind of missed not caring what to wear when Emily was coming over.

She took a while to once again carefully look through her closet in search for something that would fit the occasion. Though, to be honest, she didn't really fully comprehend what the occasion was.

Finally, after another fifteen minutes or so, she decided on grey pants and a dark green top. She decided it wasn't too festive, but it was a little more than she would wear for a typical evening in with a friend.

Now it was time to fix her make-up. Of course she didn't want to go overboard with it, but she knew she couldn't just not do it at all, like she often had in the past when the girls would come over. When she was done, she was quite pleased with herself and hoped that Emily would be satisfied with the result as well.

When she finally put her clothes on and fixed her hair, she realized that she still had about half an hour before Emily got to her apartment. All the different emotions started to build up again. She was feeling aflutter and she really didn't know whether she wanted for Emily to get there as soon as possible or whether she needed another three hours to mentally prepare herself for the evening.

As she sat in silence waiting for Emily to arrive she kept going over all the things that were supposed to be ready for the evening. The wine was in the cooler, the food was in the oven ready to be heated up, the table was all set, she was fairly decent and presentable... It looked like everything was in place. Now all the needed was Emily.

Emily Prentiss stood outside of JJ's apartment and kept mentally rebuking herself for being so scared to ring one stupid doorbell. She could chase around psycho killers, take a beating from angry unsubs, yet somehow she couldn't remember being as terrified as she was standing outside of Jennifer Jareau's apartment before their date, or whatever the hell that meeting really was.

Here goes nothing, she sighed as she finally rang the doorbell. She heard JJ's footsteps and for a moment held her breath. She couldn't believe the things that were happening in her stomach when she saw the doorknob turning. And when she finally saw JJ standing in front of her, a huge smile spread across her face. JJ looked absolutely fantastic, although Emily noticed that the liaison hadn't gone all out on the make-up or the clothes. It was the same choice Emily had made herself, and it amazed her how they were on the same page about the whole thing.

"You look absolutely amazing." Emily finally said as she couldn't help but touch JJ's face and ran her hand through her beautiful blonde hair. "Beautiful." Emily added after a moment.

"You too." JJ replied and she really did think that Emily looked perfect. She wore her hair down, letting it fall onto her shoulders and JJ realized that she hadn't really had many chances to see Emily with her hair like that. It absolutely took JJ's breath away. And she couldn't help but smile when she realized that Emily's take on the outfit thing was similar - she was wearing black pants and a red top. And she looked absolutely radiant. "Come on in." JJ offered and stepped back to let Emily into the apartment. When Emily got in, JJ closed the door after her and followed her into the living room.

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