What Happened in Vegas random timestamps

[nike_ravus]

 So, does anyone recall What Happened In Vegas?  There were hookers and gambling.  And I have a set of random follow up scenes that are, uh, random.

Scene 1 - Emily accompanies Reid on a trip back to Vegas to visit his mom.
Scene 2 - After the irritating british dude tries to flirt with her.

The card tucked into her cleavage had a phone number scrawled on the back, and a name.  Emma.

“Um, uh, h-hi.”

“Hello?” the voice sounded amused, but it was definitely the same one.  Emily hadn’t been able to get it out of her head.

“Hi.  Um, this is Emily.” God, stupid, how would she remember her name? “Uh, the FBI Agent, that you, uh, and-“

“Mmm, Spanish Limes.  I remember.”

“You- remember?”

“I just said that, didn’t I?”

Emily flushed.  “So, what are you doing right now?”

“Uh, honestly?” a grunt could be heard from the other side of the phone line.  “Getting ridden.”

Emily froze, then, involuntarily, she laughed.  “You- you picked up the phone?”

Emma laughed too.  “What?  It’s not like it requires attention.  I can text too.”

“And he won’t complain?”

“Baby, I don’t get complaints.”

Emily bit down on her lip to stop any sound from getting out.  That tone of voice was not good for her mental health.

“So, uh, I’m in town for a couple of days, and I was wondering if you wanted to… uh, get dinner?”

There was a thump, and then a rustling.  A grunt like an oof came through the muffled mouthpiece.  “Oh, god, sorry.”

“Hey, Emily,” Emma’s voice came again, a little rushed and breathy.  “I need to blow this guy.  I kind of dropped the phone and then kneed him in the head while I was trying to find it.  So, just text me when and where, okay?”

She hung up.

Emily stared at the phone.  “She said… yes?”

*          *            *

“What about him?  He seemed nice, and really into you.  Is there nothing going on there?”

Emily looked awkward.  She could just come out.  That would be the easiest thing.  “No.  I’m… I’m sort of taken.”  Oh god, she hadn’t meant to mention that.

JJ’s eyes widened.  “What?  Why didn’t you tell me?”

“It’s not that serious, I mean,” JJ looked puzzled.  “It’s long distance, and sort of new, and I… I just can’t really talk about it yet.”

“I understand.  Sometimes things are so new that you don’t want to jinx them.  But I’m your friend.  Please?  Tell me about him.”

Emily’s brain twisted to the left to try and comprehend what sort of man JJ thought she could be talking about.  It didn’t work.  “It’s a woman.”

“Oh.”  JJ said.  “Oh.  I didn’t know you…”

Emily shrugged helplessly.  “Women just are…” she didn’t know how to finish that thought.

“Are you… exclusive…”

Emily blinked, surely that couldn't mean what she thought it did.  But no, it didn’t.  “I’m not successful enough to be exclusive.”

JJ pursed her lips, as she did whenever Emily was self-deprecating.

“And it takes a lot for me to be attracted to someone.  I’m not going to tell myself I can only be attracted to one gender.”  She didn’t go into how that was affected by the range of embodiments of gender and if she was going to pick out whether she liked femme boys and masculine girls or femme girls and masculine boys it would take all day.

“That’s… fine.”

Oh JJ was excellent at not judging, wasn’t she?

“What does she do?”

Emily opened and closed her mouth a few times but couldn’t think of a lie.  “She’s a hooker.”

JJ blinked.  She opened her mouth, and then shut it again with a snap.  “She’s a what?”

Comments

[nike-ravus.livejournal.com]

I was totally going to tag this as a 'let's torture jj fic' until I realized that I don't have a tag for that. Why not????
I love them so. Poor JJ.

[ceitidh.livejournal.com]

This was hilarious and you need that tag... no, I need that tag. Reading "let's torture JJ" fic is completely a pick-me-up. I even like her in the show, but reading your stuff first causes me to see her rather snarkily. I can see the tension, but on CM she's even more in denial than Emily... and a lot less hot doing it. I'd say JJ needs an Emma, but god that would be horrible. Awful. Trainwreck with explosives horrible.

Actually, now I want to read it. I almost think it wouldn't be hatesex, just some alternate-Emma finding it utterly hilarious making her twitchy in between bouts of melting her brain. Unfortunately with JJ's track record she'd end up having an affair with Scott and getting pregnant. :(

[nomakegirl.livejournal.com]

I totally remember this story! Short and sweet, I just reread it with a smile on my face.

Oh JJ, you're just so easy to mess with. Although I guess Emily didn't really mean to.

[nike-ravus.livejournal.com]

:D
Emily just can't help it sometimes...

[kith-koby.livejournal.com]

Emma is amazingly awesome. She always has the best lines. Though JJ can come close sometime in sheer hilarity... I want more randomness like this!

[mayireadtoday.livejournal.com]

Emma is hilarious. Because yes she would answer her phone.

So Emily: “I’m not successful enough to be exclusive.”

[mord5ith.livejournal.com]

That was hilarious!
I've been laughing from from line one. (:
And I love when JJ has to deal with an innocently naive, openly sexual Emily.

[shaylafitz.livejournal.com]

*snort*

*snickers*

...*dies*

Utterly fantastic.