"What do you want?" Emily groaned, finally looking up from her book to see the smiling teammate that sat across from her on the jet. "You've been kicking at my foot for ten minutes. What the hell is it?"

Derek held up his hands in surrender, leaning back in his seat. "Someone's cranky."

JJ smiled to her friend, rubbing her hand down the older woman's stiff arm as she sent a kick to Derek underneath the small table. "Leave her alone, Derek. She was just fine reading her book."

"Her book that just happens to be written by Richard Castle."

Emily sent a snarky smile to the man across from her. "And? He writes good books, am I not allowed to enjoy them?"

"I never said that you couldn't enjoy them," he laughed. "But seeing as how the book is about him fantasizing about having sex with Detective Beckett, who you obviously didn't seem to get along with, I wouldn't think that that would be the book you'd want to read."

Noticing his subordinate's eyes growing darker by the second, Hotch looked with his brows raised back down to the new file he had taken out of his briefcase. "You're not helping yourself here, Morgan."

Emily held her head up. "I'd listen to him if I were you, Derek." Her eyes went back down to the page she had been reading. "Have you ever known me not to have my gun? I could shoot you right here."

"Oh but then you, Princess, wouldn't have your knight in shining armor anymore."

"I wouldn't mind it," she growled.

Castle had went with the FBI to the airport, along with the entire twelfth precinct, and watched their jet lift off from the tarmac and fly away. He had had an eternal battle with himself to beg the brunette bombshell to stay with him there in New York, but quickly voted against it. Only knowing her for a week and asking her to move to New York just for him was way too fast. And creepy.

So he'd sent her a text the moment she got on the plane, knowing she'd get it the moment she landed back in Virginia. He knew she was going to love it.

"So what exactly are two planning to do?" JJ whispered, leaning in closer so only the older woman could hear. "Are you guys gonna get together?"

Emily's dark eyes flickered over to the pregnant woman that sat at her side, her fingers tightening around the book's hard cover. "I don't really know."

The blond woman reached over to grab her hand and give it a squeeze. "Alexis told me you kissed," she grinned.

Emily rolled her eyes, finally closing the book that Castle had let her take from the special shelf on his bookshelf. "Of course she did. I really don't know what's going to happen because he's in New York and I'm at Quantico. I mean I like him," she smiled, her shoulders shrugging. "But long distance might not work."

"Might not work? Fuck that."

The agent's eyes widened, her head whipping around to see the rest of her teammates and even her superior chuckling at the outburst. "JJ shh!"

Feeling the plane finally land, the wheels hitting the freshly paved tarmac at their greatly used airport, the soon-to-be mother for a second time tightened her hold on the older woman's hand. "You're being ridiculous if you think that right out of the box. You don't know until you try."

"Could that be any more clichéd?" she drawled.

JJ glared at the brunette woman."Ok now you're the one getting annoying."

Picking her stuff up and carrying it with her off of the BAU jet, Emily made sure to keep her injured arm directly against her chest so it was protected as the wind began to hit her. "Who's driving?"

"I will if you'll have me."

Emily's face immediately brightened at the voice, her body spinning around to see the man she and her friend had been talking about standing there with car keys in hand. "Hi," she laughed, letting the author take her into his arms. "What are you doing here?"

"I forgot to ask you," Castle grinned as she giggled in his arms that were minding her shoulder, "about our first date."

The brunette pulled back to look up to the older man's face, her eyes widening when he leaned in and stole a chaste kiss from her lips. "Our first date?"

"It came to me that we never actually planned anything except for phone calls every Saturday night to catch up. That doesn't seem like a relationship to me."

Emily's eyes stung at the smile Castle was sending her. "You want a relationship with me?" she whispered, her chin bumping against his strong chest as he pulled her closer. "We're a couple states apart, Rick. How is that supposed to work?"

Castle pressed his forehead just against hers, ignoring all the agents that had dropped what they were doing to look to them. "You know I like you, and I know you like me too."

"I do."

Castle let out a grin. "And this is why we have to have a first date!"

Emily gave a cackle of a laugh, her good arm wrapping as best as it could around his torso and hooking around his waist. "Ok," she nodded, smiling into the next kiss the older man pulled her into. "A first date. We can do that."