Security 30/?
Title: Security 30/?
Pairing: JJ/Prentiss
Rating: PG-13
Summary: This is how it starts, with a friendship that can't stop from becoming more.
Warnings: Femslash, some language.
Spoiler Warnings: None
Author's Note: Life for the couple.
I'd like to thank queenof1000days for her continued encouragement and inspiration as I tackle writing this behemoth. She's been invaluable and I honestly don't know what I would do without her. Security is dedicated to her.
Word Count: c. 1188
Disclaimer: Without prejudice. The names of all characters contained here-in are the property of CBS and their respective creators. No infringements of these copyrights are intended, and are used here without permission.
Harrison was probably not going to be the Big Man on Campus of Happy Valley Preschool.
When they arrived, he took one look at all the children milling around and didn’t just hold up his arms for JJ to pick him up. He climbed, up her body, into her arms in panic. “Too many people, Mama,” he whimpered. She stroked his back to soothe him, but didn’t move from where she was standing.
“It’s okay, baby. They’re just children, like you. There are lots of new friends for you to meet. And look, there’s Jack!” As she said this, Jack came zooming over, making airplane noises. JJ reached down at his grin and hoisted him up onto her other hip for a hug, before setting him back on his feet.
“C’mon, Harry! Let’s go play on the swings!” Jack said excitedly, and Harrison lifted his head from JJ’s neck long enough to look doubtfully at his friend. “It’s really fun out there,” Jack insisted, and Harrison was swayed. He let JJ set him on the floor and he reached for Jack’s hand, and together they went outside to the swing set.
JJ followed at a safe distance and nodded at Sarah, who was walking over to greet her. They shook hands and introduced themselves, then turned to watch how Harrison was doing. To say he was doing well would have been a little too generous. Plenty of children were walking up and introducing themselves, but Harrison just shrank back behind Jack
“He’s my best friend Harry and he’s shy,” Jack announced loudly, but this wasn’t enough to keep the interest of most of the kids and they soon wandered off to find better things to do with their time. JJ watched the tension leave Harrison’s little shoulders as the attention slowly shifted away from him. Jack helped him into a swing and started pushing him, and JJ smiled, heart clenching a little.
“Would you excuse me a moment?” she said to Sarah. “I just have to make a phone call.”
When Hotch picked up, all JJ said was, “Thank you. You have a wonderful son, and you should be proud of him.”
“What did he do?” Hotch asked, and JJ filled him in before thanking him again and hanging up.
***
Exhausted by his afternoon at preschool, Harrison was in no fit state to do much of anything by the time they headed home. Ordering pizza in lieu of cooking something that would take longer and likely be wasted anyway by the exhausted little boy, JJ put on some slow music and picked him up, letting him sprawl across her chest as she swayed gently around the living room with him.
Emily came home a couple of songs in, moving to greet them but pausing when JJ indicated she should be quiet. Harrison was almost, but not quite, asleep in JJ’s arms. Emily moved up and wrapped her arms around JJ, effectively sandwiching Harrison in between them. Together they continued to sway lightly, the three of them wrapped around each other.
Emily looked down at Harrison’s sleepy face, and then up into JJ’s blue eyes and suddenly, she realized something. Her life had never been this perfect. Without overthinking it, she smiled lovingly at JJ as they swayed. “Marry me,” she blurted in a whisper.
JJ’s eyes went wide for just a moment before she recovered, and nodded, grinning.
***
“Would you like to know the sex of your baby?” the sonogram technician asked as she moved the wand gently over Garcia’s gently rounded stomach.
“No… I mean yes,” Garcia said, then hesitated, looking over at Hotch. He was no help. He was too busy staring at the screen, engrossed in the sight and sound of their baby. “Hotch, do you want to know, or would you rather wait?”
He snapped out of it, just in time to shake his head. “I don’t want to know, I’d rather be surprised. But you can find out, if you think you can keep it from me.”
Garcia bit her lip, and then nodded, so Hotch made a show of covering his ears.
“Congratulations, Ms. Garcia, you’re having a…”
***
Once Harrison was in bed, Emily came back out to the living room to see JJ looking at her with the oddest expression on her face. “Is everything okay?” she asked, concerned.
JJ took her hand and tugged her down to sit on the couch and swung her leg over Emily’s, straddling her lap. “Did you mean it?” she asked breathlessly. “Did you really mean it?”
Emily nodded sheepishly. “It wasn’t very romantic. I’m sorry.”
“But did you mean it?”
Emily only had time to nod again before JJ’s lips were on hers, kissing her hard. She groaned, feeling JJ’s tongue invade her mouth and her hands invade her shirt at the same time. “Do you know,” she said between kisses, “that I love everything about you? I love your nose. I love your hair. God, I love your smile… I love your body.” JJ bit down where she knew it would affect Emily the most. “I love the noises you make when I bite you here… they make me so crazy.”
She pushed herself closer to Emily, biting her again. “But most of all, I love the way you think you have to apologize because you think your spontaneous, beautiful, perfect proposal wasn’t ‘romantic’ enough.” Dragging her tongue over the rapidly purpling patch of skin, she whimpered, guiding Emily’s hand down and into her underwear.
“Yes, I wanna marry you,” she moaned. “Now take me to bed.”
***
“I think I made a mistake,” Garcia grumbled as she lay in bed with Hotch later that evening. “I mean, now I have this secret that I have to keep from you, and all I want to do is start buying baby clothes and picking out names, but I’m afraid that anything I do will give the game away. I’m not… subtle,” she went on as Hotch started to chuckle.
“There are other things we could talk about,” he said. “Like, where are you going to live when the baby is born? Would you want to stay here, in your one bedroom apartment? Or… maybe you would rather live in a nice house, with me and sometimes Jack?”
Garcia looked at him, startled. “Do you mean that?” she asked. He nodded, and she smiled shyly. “That… might be nice,” she said slowly.
“And if you want to talk about names… we could talk about surnames,” he suggested.
“I want the last name to be Garcia,” Garcia said firmly. “If we were married - not that I’m hinting, so please don’t think I am - that would be one thing, but I don’t want my child to have the same name as you and have me be the odd one out. I don’t want to be the mom explaining to daycare centers and grade schools why my child has a different surname to me, I just… I’m being ridiculous.”
“I understand,” Hotch said, though he couldn’t deny that he was a little disappointed.
Pairing: JJ/Prentiss
Rating: PG-13
Summary: This is how it starts, with a friendship that can't stop from becoming more.
Warnings: Femslash, some language.
Spoiler Warnings: None
Author's Note: Life for the couple.
I'd like to thank queenof1000days for her continued encouragement and inspiration as I tackle writing this behemoth. She's been invaluable and I honestly don't know what I would do without her. Security is dedicated to her.
Word Count: c. 1188
Disclaimer: Without prejudice. The names of all characters contained here-in are the property of CBS and their respective creators. No infringements of these copyrights are intended, and are used here without permission.
Harrison was probably not going to be the Big Man on Campus of Happy Valley Preschool.
When they arrived, he took one look at all the children milling around and didn’t just hold up his arms for JJ to pick him up. He climbed, up her body, into her arms in panic. “Too many people, Mama,” he whimpered. She stroked his back to soothe him, but didn’t move from where she was standing.
“It’s okay, baby. They’re just children, like you. There are lots of new friends for you to meet. And look, there’s Jack!” As she said this, Jack came zooming over, making airplane noises. JJ reached down at his grin and hoisted him up onto her other hip for a hug, before setting him back on his feet.
“C’mon, Harry! Let’s go play on the swings!” Jack said excitedly, and Harrison lifted his head from JJ’s neck long enough to look doubtfully at his friend. “It’s really fun out there,” Jack insisted, and Harrison was swayed. He let JJ set him on the floor and he reached for Jack’s hand, and together they went outside to the swing set.
JJ followed at a safe distance and nodded at Sarah, who was walking over to greet her. They shook hands and introduced themselves, then turned to watch how Harrison was doing. To say he was doing well would have been a little too generous. Plenty of children were walking up and introducing themselves, but Harrison just shrank back behind Jack
“He’s my best friend Harry and he’s shy,” Jack announced loudly, but this wasn’t enough to keep the interest of most of the kids and they soon wandered off to find better things to do with their time. JJ watched the tension leave Harrison’s little shoulders as the attention slowly shifted away from him. Jack helped him into a swing and started pushing him, and JJ smiled, heart clenching a little.
“Would you excuse me a moment?” she said to Sarah. “I just have to make a phone call.”
When Hotch picked up, all JJ said was, “Thank you. You have a wonderful son, and you should be proud of him.”
“What did he do?” Hotch asked, and JJ filled him in before thanking him again and hanging up.
***
Exhausted by his afternoon at preschool, Harrison was in no fit state to do much of anything by the time they headed home. Ordering pizza in lieu of cooking something that would take longer and likely be wasted anyway by the exhausted little boy, JJ put on some slow music and picked him up, letting him sprawl across her chest as she swayed gently around the living room with him.
Emily came home a couple of songs in, moving to greet them but pausing when JJ indicated she should be quiet. Harrison was almost, but not quite, asleep in JJ’s arms. Emily moved up and wrapped her arms around JJ, effectively sandwiching Harrison in between them. Together they continued to sway lightly, the three of them wrapped around each other.
Emily looked down at Harrison’s sleepy face, and then up into JJ’s blue eyes and suddenly, she realized something. Her life had never been this perfect. Without overthinking it, she smiled lovingly at JJ as they swayed. “Marry me,” she blurted in a whisper.
JJ’s eyes went wide for just a moment before she recovered, and nodded, grinning.
***
“Would you like to know the sex of your baby?” the sonogram technician asked as she moved the wand gently over Garcia’s gently rounded stomach.
“No… I mean yes,” Garcia said, then hesitated, looking over at Hotch. He was no help. He was too busy staring at the screen, engrossed in the sight and sound of their baby. “Hotch, do you want to know, or would you rather wait?”
He snapped out of it, just in time to shake his head. “I don’t want to know, I’d rather be surprised. But you can find out, if you think you can keep it from me.”
Garcia bit her lip, and then nodded, so Hotch made a show of covering his ears.
“Congratulations, Ms. Garcia, you’re having a…”
***
Once Harrison was in bed, Emily came back out to the living room to see JJ looking at her with the oddest expression on her face. “Is everything okay?” she asked, concerned.
JJ took her hand and tugged her down to sit on the couch and swung her leg over Emily’s, straddling her lap. “Did you mean it?” she asked breathlessly. “Did you really mean it?”
Emily nodded sheepishly. “It wasn’t very romantic. I’m sorry.”
“But did you mean it?”
Emily only had time to nod again before JJ’s lips were on hers, kissing her hard. She groaned, feeling JJ’s tongue invade her mouth and her hands invade her shirt at the same time. “Do you know,” she said between kisses, “that I love everything about you? I love your nose. I love your hair. God, I love your smile… I love your body.” JJ bit down where she knew it would affect Emily the most. “I love the noises you make when I bite you here… they make me so crazy.”
She pushed herself closer to Emily, biting her again. “But most of all, I love the way you think you have to apologize because you think your spontaneous, beautiful, perfect proposal wasn’t ‘romantic’ enough.” Dragging her tongue over the rapidly purpling patch of skin, she whimpered, guiding Emily’s hand down and into her underwear.
“Yes, I wanna marry you,” she moaned. “Now take me to bed.”
***
“I think I made a mistake,” Garcia grumbled as she lay in bed with Hotch later that evening. “I mean, now I have this secret that I have to keep from you, and all I want to do is start buying baby clothes and picking out names, but I’m afraid that anything I do will give the game away. I’m not… subtle,” she went on as Hotch started to chuckle.
“There are other things we could talk about,” he said. “Like, where are you going to live when the baby is born? Would you want to stay here, in your one bedroom apartment? Or… maybe you would rather live in a nice house, with me and sometimes Jack?”
Garcia looked at him, startled. “Do you mean that?” she asked. He nodded, and she smiled shyly. “That… might be nice,” she said slowly.
“And if you want to talk about names… we could talk about surnames,” he suggested.
“I want the last name to be Garcia,” Garcia said firmly. “If we were married - not that I’m hinting, so please don’t think I am - that would be one thing, but I don’t want my child to have the same name as you and have me be the odd one out. I don’t want to be the mom explaining to daycare centers and grade schools why my child has a different surname to me, I just… I’m being ridiculous.”
“I understand,” Hotch said, though he couldn’t deny that he was a little disappointed.