Hellooo - I've decided to do some 100 word drabbles to get my fic muscles up and running again. Here's the first :)

They sit on Emily's balcony in London, watching night transform the city.

Quietly, JJ says, "You were so damn plausible."

Emily frowns – JJ of all people knows her secrets were not a choice she got to make.

"When you left," JJ clarifies without prompting. "You chose to go because you were drifting. We let you, when it was our job to pull you back. We were so ready to believe you were doing it for the right reasons."

Emily looks down, surprised to find she's blinking back tears.

"And I'm sorry," JJ adds quietly, the smallest tremor in her voice.