RP: Emily and Derek Who: Emily Prentiss and Derek Morgan Where: Their house When: Thursday, January 26, 2012 - evening Summary: Touching base in the wake of everything
At home, when they'd wrapped a big case and got back to D.C. for some R&R until the next one, Emily would go back to her place for a glass of wine, a long bubble bath, and a relaxing aria. Sergio had avoided the aromatherapy candles she'd light after the first time he almost burnt his tail and did burn his paw. It was a rare indulgence given how much they were always working, but a luxury she'd enjoyed.
It was also a luxury it was difficult to indulge in on the ranch after all that had happened. They had two new arrivals, a death, a birth, changes in routine. And she figured if she was busy, Derek was even moreso. He'd have taken over duties Callen would have seen to if he hadn't been away seeing to other things. So, after dinner dishes had been seen to, she poured two glasses of a cheaper wine than she'd ever kept at home and found where Derek had gotten himself off to in the short time it took to pour them.
"No doors to kick down or walls to break down, but I thought you could use something to unwind after the last couple days." She held out one glass to him. "Finding a decent classical radio station is impossible, but we can talk quietly instead."