Sitting her favorite book back on the small nightstand just beside her bed, Emily finally got herself under the covers. Everyone had finally decided to go to sleep, and knowing this family, Emily thought it was best that she did too because everyone would be up bright and early. If she didn't get to bed now, she wouldn't be up until the afternoon.
She pulled her comforter up to cover her chest before turning on her side, her doe eyes smiling at the picture of her and her beautiful blond girlfriend. Aaron had taken it when they had gone to watch him in the last football game of the season. Her arms were wrapped around the younger girl's neck while Jennifer's were tight around her waist, and Emily was kissing the blonde's cheek while Jennifer smiled at the camera.
Emily smiled. She loved that day.
The brunette had actually found a photo of a young Jennifer Jareau and two older girls when searching through her closet to find her favorite pair of sneakers, immediately assuming that the eldest one was Grace. She kept it hidden behind that picture of her and her girlfriend, wanting to surprise Jennifer with it on her birthday.
She closed her eyes once she turned off her bedside lamp, wanting to get to bed as soon as she could so she could wake up on time to be with the family. After blowing a gentle kiss to the picture of her and the blond, she was out like a light.
Emily blinked twice as she walked quietly down the dark hall, her eyes casting towards the door that stand all the way at the end. A thick white fog seeped out from underneath the bottom of the door, a light shining from the other side.
The French girl found herself walking towards it, her gut telling her to stay back and walk the other way for some reason she didn't feel the need to listen.
A gentle voice began to breeze through the air, a small hum leaving the invisible stranger's lips as Emily got closer to the door at the end of the hall. Something was calling her to the other side; it wanted her to open the door and peek in, to see what she could be joining. The bottoms of her pajama pants dragged gently across the carpeted floor, her messy curls hanging from the ponytail she had put her hair in.
Her hand reached forward once she had walked all the way down the hall, her fingers curling around the cold doorknob and turned slowly. Brown eyes stared intensely at the white wood of the door, waiting to see what would pop up once she pulled open the door.
White light blocked the brunette's gaze for a moment, stunning her and causing her to close her eyes so she was able to get readjusted. "What is this?"
The chocolate eyed girl gazed into the fog, her brows raising at the sight of a figure coming towards her. "Do I know you?"
Dirty blond hair shook as the stranger shook her head, Emily finally being able to see her face once she came close enough. "Not necessarily."
Emily almost felt her jaw drop at the sight of the older girl. "Grace?"
The blond chuckled. "How did you know?" She ran her fingers through her pin straight hair, stepping a little closer to the French girl. "Was it the hair? Might be a little darker than every other Jareau's, but it's pretty similar."
Emily slowly shook her head, staring intently at the blue eyed girl before her. "You look just like Jennifer."
Grace smiled. "We used to get that a lot. All those 'are you twins' questions."
"What are you doing here?"
The older girl laughed lightly, reaching out and taking a hold of her sister's girlfriend's hand to take her further into the room. "This is where I live. The better question is, what are you doing here?"
Emily was at a loss for words, her shoulders gently shrugging as she let Grace pull her along. "I don't know."
"Ok, kind of trick question," she smiled. "I thought it was time for me to bring you here." She led the younger girl over to a bench that happened to appear, sitting them both down on the polished wood. "You're dating my sister."
The French girl hastily nodded her head. "Is that ok? If you don't want me to, I would understand." Her eyes softened on the older girl that she sat beside. "I know Jennifer's opinion is so important to you."
Grace grinned. "Jennifer, huh?"
Emily smiled, rolling her eyes at the question. "Everyone keeps picking up on that," she laughed.
"Don't worry, it's completely ok. I haven't seen my baby sister ever as happy as she is when she's with you. On your first date? That was probably the biggest she's ever smiled."
Emily slowly nodded her head, smiling to the blond. "You've been watching her."
Grace squeezed the younger girl's hand. "I've been watching everybody. Kind of my job now," she chuckled. She looked strongly into the brunette girl's eyes, forcing her sister's girlfriend to concentrate on her. "I don't mind that you're with Jenny, but I need you to know that she's vulnerable right now. She's scared of what our mom will think, and you have to convince her that it's going to be ok. I know you've done alright with it so far, but I can tell you that the worst is yet to come and she's going to panic."
"I can try my best," she nodded. "I really like her."
Grace grinned, leaning forward to brush her fingers over the brunette's soft cheek. "Trust me, she likes you too."
Emily watched as the eldest Jareau stood from her seat on the bench and slowly began to walk away, back into the thick fog. "Wait!"
"I have to go," she whispered, her back still turned to the younger girl behind her. "Don't worry, I'll come back to speak to you soon. Just keep her happy, ok?"
Emily's dark eyes saddened at the sight of the older girl disappearing into the white mist, her fingers wrapping around the arm of the bench. "I'll do my best."
Jennifer awoke to a bang that sounded throughout the house, her tired eyes immediately looking to the wall that separated her and her girlfriend. She sat up as quick as she good without making herself dizzy before jumping out of her bed, finding her favorite plush robe and pulling it over her body to cover up everything that showed from wearing her silk nightie.
She ran into the brunette's bedroom and flipped on the light, her eyes widening at the sight of her girlfriend lying on the floor. "Emily!"
The older girl groaned as hands wrapped around her forearms to help her up. "I'm ok." She rolled her neck to crack it before holding a hand to her head, feeling a wave of dizziness fall over her. "Whoa, ok dizzy."
Jennifer quickly sat Emily down on her bed, tucking her back under the covers. "Honey what happened?"
Emily shook her head. "I woke up and I needed to turn on the light, but I misjudged the distance to the lamp and fell out of my bed."
"Are you ok?"
The brunette smiled, leaning in to kiss her girlfriend on the lips. "I'm alright. Thank you for coming to check on me." Looking deeply into Jennifer's crystal eyes, Emily saw those of Grace and immediately remembered their conversation from her dream. Had it been real? "Jen?"
The Christian girl softly nodded her head, running her fingers through her girlfriend's ponytail. "What's up?"
"You know I'd do anything for you, right?" She leaned forward, brushing her lips against the blonde's. "All I want to do is make you happy."
Jennifer smiled wide at the older girl. "You make me happy," she whispered, loving the spontaneous proclamation from her girlfriend. "Everything ok?"
Emily nodded, loving the feel of her girlfriend's fingers roaming through her hair. "Perfect."