A/N: Well...first off I must apologise for the massive gap between this chapter and the last! The whole idea just went cold in my head and I had to abandon it. There will be one more chapter to finish it all off and I'll probably write some Rizzoli and Isles fic for a while then. I know this chapter is short but believe me the next chapter will be worth it!

"How few there are who have courage enough to own their faults, or resolution enough to mend them." – Benjamin Franklin.

Jennifer Jareau sat playing with a crisp, white napkin in the lavish restaurant, Amore Costiera. She checked her watch. 7:56pm. Emily Prentiss was due to appear in a few minutes. JJ drew in a shaky breath. How would tonight play out? Would Emily even turn up? Even if she did, could they really forgive and forget past wrong-doings? JJ wasn't sure. The only thing she was certain of was the way her heart thumped against her chest at the thought of Emily. She had tried so hard to forget the dark profiler so she could have a new start at the Pentagon but she had failed miserably. No matter how intensely she tried, she could not keep the brunette out of her mind. Out of her life.

As thoughts of how confusing and frightening the last few months had been started creeping into her mind, JJ felt a presence behind her. She looked up and her eyes locked with large brown ones. Emily gave a shy smile and wordlessly sat down in the chair opposite Jennifer.

"Hi," was all she could manage.

"Hi," the blonde whispered.