"Hey buddy, you ready to go back to your mom's house?" I ask Jack.

Jack shakes his head and buries his face in my shoulder, "No go, stay."

"I know you want to Jack, but dads going out tonight," I try.

"Who?" he asks turning his head to look at me.

"People I work with; you know like Miss Penelope and Uncle Dave."

"I play too?" he asks hopefully.

"Not today, maybe the next weekend I have you?" I finish grabbing his stuff to put by the door.

He sniffles, "okay."

I give him a hug before I hear a knock at the door. When I open the door I see Haley.

"Aaron," she greets. Then she pastes a smile on her face and stretches out her hands for Jack, "Hey baby, did you have fun?"

He nods but doesn't let go of my shirt, which is curled in his fist, "No go, stay." He repeats.

"Jack," I say quietly, working my shirt out of his hand. "I know you don't want to go yet but I will see you tomorrow; I'm picking you up for a few hours." I throw a look at Haley, daring her to argue. However she isn't looking at me.

"See baby, you can see your father tomorrow. But he has to go get ready for his grown-up party." I'm surprised she's helping me.

"Okay Jack? I love you." He wraps his arms tight around my neck in a hug and then kisses my cheek.

"Love you too daddy." He opens his arms for his mother and I let her take him. I grab his bag and walk them to the car, throwing the bag in the trunk while Haley buckles Jack in. I walk around to kiss him before she closes the door.

After its shut she turns to me, "I thought you wanted him this weekend."

"I did… I do but the team is welcoming a new member and wanted me to come." I pause, "I don't have to explain myself to you. I'll be picking him up tomorrow at nine please have him ready." I turn and walk back up to my house, ignoring the slam of her car door and the crunch of gravel as she pulls away.

A few seconds later I turn back to my driveway when I hear a car pull up and the door being opened then closed. I had expected it to be Haley, coming back to yell at me about something new but I am surprised when I don't see Haley but instead see Dave. He saunters up to where I'm standing, "What are you doing here?" I ask.

"Can't a coworker ever visit his friend?" He says casually. "May I come in?"

"Sure," I say hesitantly. We walk up to the house and go in; I shut the door before turning to look at Dave. However he's disappeared, I hear cupboards opening and closing and follow the sound into my kitchen. I see Dave rummaging through stuff, "What are you doing?"

"Waiting for you," he replies, closing everything and turning towards me.

"So why are you here exactly?" I ask after a moment's pause.

He gives me a smirk, "You want to impress Emily, right? Well you haven't dated for a while so I figured you'd need some help getting ready."

"We're not a bunch of girls Dave; I can pick out my own clothes."

"I'm not saying you can't but it doesn't hurt to have a little help every now and then," he argues.

I sigh and run a hand down my face, "fine. My room's the last on the left."

He grins and walks down the hall calling over his shoulder, "I won't be long, stop worrying."

He's gone for five minutes max before I hear him calling me, I walk towards my room hesitantly and when I get there I see a dress shirt and slacks on the bed.

"There, get dressed, do your make-up, whatever you do, but be at the bar by eight thirty," with that sentence he leaves and a minute later I hear the front door open then close.

I move to pick up the clothes; for once I am actually kind of nervous.

…

I drive to the club and when I walk in I see Rossi, Morgan and Reid at a back table. I make my way over and am only sitting there a few minutes before I feel Dave's elbow on my arm and look up at him. He nods his head towards the door and when I look I catch sight of the girls. They are standing in the doorway looking around for us. As I see JJ's gaze land on our table I look at the cup in my hands; refusing to look at her for fear of what I might say.

"Baby girl, what took you so long," Morgan says to Garcia.

"A girl's got to look perfect," She says.

JJ laughs and moves closer to the table, pulling Emily with her. After a second in silence she speaks again, "Yuck, what are you drinking?" She asks speaking to Reid.

"Something I'm going to keep ordering if it keeps you away from my drink," he jokes.

She smiles back and looks at Emily, "What do you want from the bar?"

I can feel Emily's eyes on me, "You know I think I'll come with you." She nods and Emily follows her to the bar. I look up to see them ordering from the bar.

I watch as JJ nods her head towards two men as they make their way over to the girls. I can't tear my eyes away as I watch them flirt with each other; moving closer together. The taller of the two, closer to my Emily then I liked.

I pause in my frustration; my Emily? When had she become my Emily? I really needed to rein this alpha male dominance in quick.

The two guys that had been flirting with my team walks away and then the girls start walking towards us.

"Ooh," Garcia says.

Morgan finishes, "Who were you guys talking to?"

"No one important," JJ says waving a hand in dismissal.

Emily agrees, "Yeah, but we did get free drinks out of it." they give each other cheesy high fives and the rest of the team laughs; except of course for me. I stare deep into the bottom of my glass as if it held on the answers and can feel Emily's eyes on me. The bar behind us falls silent and we all turn.

Walking onto the stage set up is a balding man holding a clip board, he walks over to the mike and starts to speak, "Alright ladies and gentlemen, it's ten o'clock; you know what that means." The bar erupts in cheers and laughs, "We've got a newbie in the house, and her new coworkers would like to welcome her to the stage. Can Emily Prentiss please step right up?" Oh crap. Emily stands rigidly still, mouth gaping and eyes wide, Garcia and JJ push her forward and the crowd in front of her parts right down the middle to form an aisle. She starts walking forward, ducking her head down, and blushing furiously. Well this was about to get interesting.

She walks up onto the stage, "What's your song, sweetheart?" The balding man asks.

She whispers it in his ear and he nods, he walks off stage to get it ready and I see her glance at the crowd and at the team. My gaze meets Emily's and I feel my heart jump; I was wondering what song she picked when its starts counting down on the mini T.V. in front of her. She steps up to the mike. The song starts and she follows, starting to sing:

Testing, testing, I'm just suggesting,

You and I might not be the best thing,

Exit, exit, somehow I guessed it right, right,

But I still want you, want you,

Don't mean to taunt you, If you leave now,

I'll come back and haunt you,

You'll remember, return to sender now, now

I try to keep my eyes off of her as she sings but slowly and surely my eyes meet hers.

Well I just wish we could go back one more time and begin it,

Back before I lost myself somewhere, somewhere in it.

I've been stuck now so long,

We just got the start wrong,

One more last try,

I'ma get the ending right,

You can't stop this, and I must insist,

That you haven't had enough,

You haven't had enough,

Stuck now so long,

We just got the start wrong,

No more last place,

You better get your story straight,

You can't stop this, and I must insist,

That you haven't had enough,

You haven't had enough,

JJ and Garcia have matching grins on their faces and Morgan gives her a thumb up. I feel somehow as if she picked this song about us.

I still need you, need you, don't mean to tease you,

If you want me, I'll come back and meet you,

Whisper, whisper, you must admit you want it,

You, you want it,

Well I just wish we could go back one more time and begin it,

Back before I lost myself somewhere, somewhere in it.

We've been stuck now so long,

We just got the start wrong,

One more last try,

I'ma get the ending right,

You can't stop this, and I must insist,

That you haven't had enough,

You haven't had enough,

Stuck now so long,

We just got the start wrong,

No more last place,

You better get your story straight,

You can't stop this, and I must insist,

That you haven't had enough,

You haven't had enough,

I frown at the thought; as much as I want it to happen it can't. I'm her boss.

Don't you need it? Don't you want this at all?

(testing, testing, I'm just suggesting)

Don't you need it? Don't you want this at all?

(testing, testing, I'm just suggesting)

Ah!

Stuck now so long,

We just got the start wrong,

One more last try,

I'ma get the ending,

You can't stop this, and I must insist

(testing, testing)

You haven't had enough,

You haven't had enough,

Stuck now so long,

We just got the start wrong,

No more last place,

You better get your story straight,

You can't stop this,

(don't you need it, don't you want this at all)

And I must insist,

That you haven't had enough,

You haven't had enough,

Testing, testing, I'm just suggesting,

You and I might just be the best thing.

She finishes singing and pauses for a few seconds breathing heavily. The balding man walks up onto stage and starts clapping, the rest of the bar follows suit cheering loudly. I watch and listen as she laughs breathlessly, expending the adrenaline coursing through her body. I feel shaky as she hands the mike to the man, "Well, she kind of rocked it don't you think folks?" The bar claps in response with a few wolf whistles sounding around the room. The man puts an around her shoulders and I hold back a growl, "Well thank you Miss Prentiss." She nods smiling and he releases his hold on her shoulders; she steps off the stage and walks back to the team with the occasional clap on the shoulder from total strangers.

When she reaches us I'm still not smiling. Rossi claps her on the shoulder, "who knew Prentiss; you were pretty good."

"I agree completely," Garcia says, giving her a hug.

"Well," Morgan starts. "I guess embarrassing you didn't work." JJ laughs at his comment.

Out of the blue as if the adrenaline is coursing through her veins still she suggests dancing. "Totally," JJ says, grabbing her hand and pulling her onto the dance floor.

She starts moving to the beat, just having a good time dancing and occasionally I glance around see Morgan swing by with a new girl. That is until I see the man from earlier grabbing onto Emily's waist, gripping tight and swaying their hips together. She breaks free of this grip and whips around; she stops short seeing who it is.

"Don't touch me," I hear her growl. He gives her a smirk and moves closer.

He grabs Emily by the arms and pulls her closer to him. He says something that I don't hear, but I can see that he doesn't wait for an answer as he starts pulling her towards the door. She digs in her heel, and yanks him to a stop.

"She starts arguing with him and before I knew it I'm out of my seat, slamming my drink on the table and start making my way towards them.

He starts pulling her again. I watch her turn away, obviously trying to find anyone from my team. They are all following behind me, worried looks on their faces.

I don't know what overcomes me as I start to speak, "the lady said let her go." I growl threateningly.

The man stops pulling and turns to me, "Not your fight dude, she's mine for the night."

She pulls her hand from his, "I'm not anyone's."

The man lunges towards her but I'm quicker, I step between her and him and grab his outstretched arm. I twist it roughly causing the offending man to yelp in pain. I let go and push him away but he the persistent bugger comes right back fists swinging. I duck and place a well-aimed blow to his stomach, he keels over in pain. I push him into a wall, holding him with an arm across his throat, "Touch her or anyone else in this bar again and I will break your nose." I release my hold and step back.

The man turns to Emily, "can't even settle your own fights?" he taunts, stepping closer.

As I go to punch him again she put a hand on my chest which causes it to tingle, "allow me." She spins around and her fist connects with his face. Blood gushes from his nose as he holds it in horror.

"You punched me," he gurgles out.

She pushes him back a few steps, "I can handle myself thank you very much, but I'd go fix your nose before you get blood on my outfit. Or else I'll hit you where it really hurts." He hobbles away muttering under his breath.

She turns to me when the man is out of sight, "thank you." The rest of the team arrives.

"You okay Em," JJ asks.

She nods, "yeah all good."

"I think it's time we head home," Rossi says. We all nod and make our way to the parking lot.

"Prentiss, can I talk to you for a minute?" I ask abruptly, surprising even myself.

She nods almost hesitantly before turning to the girls, "I'll be at the car in a minute." They give her thumbs up and wide smiles, I roll my eyes as they walk away whispering. She turns back to me, "Yes?"

I feel nervous, and I hope she doesn't notice as I run a hand through my hair, "I'm sorry if I was out of line in there; I don't know what came over me."

She waves a hand, "No, I want to thank you. My mind blanked for a few seconds there and I don't know what would have happened."

We stand for a few seconds, "If that's all you wanted me for the girls are waiting, so I'd better go." She turns away and I can see the frown forming on her face.

Before I can even comprehend what I'm doing I have her up against the wall, my hands on her arms, her warmth seeping into me where we touch. My hands move from her arms to her soft waist, her eyes are dark when they meet mine. I lean closer our faces inches apart, my voice sounding breathless when I speak, "If you want me to stop say something now."

She grabs at my shirt, "don't even think about it." When our lips meet, it's as if every emotion we've been feeling since meeting is exploding. As if we are each other's air and man are her lips soft, her hands soft, my fingers digging into her back, holding her close and not wanting to let go. Her arms snake around my neck and clasping behind it, pulling me closer. When we break away from each other I rests my forehead against hers, breathing heavily.

"I've got to go," she whispers.

I nod, "I'll call you later."

"Alright," she says, my heart skipping a few beats. I kiss her lips, then cheek and finally her forehead again. She sighs softly, and pulls away, starting to walk to where JJ and Garcia were parked. How I hoped she wouldn't tell them what we just did. I turn back and see Rossi, Morgan and Reid standing by their respective rides. All have goofy grins on their faces…even Reid. Great!

A/N: So, for starters, I don't own the song, don't shoot me, I don't need it. Secondly I have no excuse for not writing in forever but in the best interests of my procrastinating endeavors, I have exams coming up and way too much work to do which helped, 'motivate' me to finish this chapter. Hoped you liked it!