Thank you for all the positive comments and reviews that you have given to my stories. I want to stop a moment though and be grateful for the ones who created the characters and the ones who brought them to life. It is through their gifts that I am able to write and share my stories.

*Okay as always I own nothing of Criminal Minds just enjoying using the characters.

She walked into a candle lit room. She couldn't tell if she was dreaming again or if this time it was real. Deciding not to give so much effort to thought she just closed her eyes and allowed her senses to take over as warm arms slid around her waist and soft breast pressed into her shoulder blades causing her to melt into the gentle softness she was being pulled back into.

"Jennifer..."

"Mmm..." was the only sound her throat would allow as warm lips made their way to the nap of her neck. "How could simple butterfly kisses cause knees to buckle?" She thought briefly.

"Jennifer..."

"Mmm..."

"What are you thinking girlfriend?" JJ opened her eyes to a laughing Garcia.

"Damn... a dream." She thought. "I was trying to relax my neck a moment." She said trying to play it off.

"Well...by the smile on your face your neck wasn't the only thing you were relaxing."

"Shut up Pen. Get your mind out of the gutter."

"Oh honey you would have went there with me if you had heard your moaning." JJ looked around making sure no one else was near that might have heard her as well. "What are you doing?"

"I was in the process of cleaning out my desk for maternity leave."

Pen looked into the box that contained pictures of Will and Henry, several drawings by the six year old from over the years, and various other nick knacks that she had collected here and there. "Nothing in here would make you smile like that. The only one I ever saw you smile that way for was..."

"Pen...leave it alone." JJ said practically jumping at her best friend.

"Emily..." she finished and saw the closed folder on the desk. "You had that buried really far back in your desk just like you have her filed way back in your heart."

"I can't Pen..."

"What you can't admit you miss her or that you are in love with her?"

JJ just looked up at her friend but couldn't speak louder than a whisper, "I did what I had too."

"Well maybe one day you both will see the writing on the wall at the same time and quit hurting." She said as she patted JJ on the arm, "But in the mean time I'm always here when you need a shoulder to cry on."

"Thanks." She said half smiling as her friend left her to finish her task.

She opened the file and saw the picture of her and Emily arm in arm laughing. It had been taken in a restaurant in Paris just before Emily took on her new identity over there. She remembered having a panic attack of never seeing her again after already being separated for months from her. It seemed like forever was going to be the true ending of their relationship.

She remembered looking up at Emily over diner with tears in her eyes telling her. "I missed you so much over the past few months." and how Emily clasped her hand around hers. She remembered telling her, "I can't lose you Em." Sighing deeply she could never forget Emily's reply, "You will never lose me Jennifer. I will always be that whisper of the wind you hear calling your name."

Closing her eyes...she found herself walking into a candle lit room. She couldn't tell if she was dreaming again or if this time it was real. Deciding not to give so much effort to thought she just closed her eyes and allowed her senses to take over as warm arms slid around her waist and soft breast pressed into her shoulder blades causing her to melt into the gentle softness she was being pulled back into.

"Jennifer..."

Shaking her head of the memories she wiped the stray tear that had fallen down her cheek away. She placed the folder in the box and picked up her phone. When the deep voice answered "Hello" all she could say was "whispers of wind."

There was a pause then a soft longing of an answer, "Jennifer."

Thank you for reading. This was a pop up story that just had to be written. The series next section is two thirds finished and will be up hopefully by this Sunday.