The Truth Will Out

Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds.

"Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers." Alfred, Lord Tennyson

JJ turned and walked away from her husband She knew she couldn't talk to him when he was this way. She had to get ready for work and also had to get their three year old son Henry ready for preschool.

"Don't walk away from me JJ," He snarled.

"Will please, not in front of Henry"

Henry sat on his bed watching his mom and dad. He put his hands over his ears. He didn't want to hear.

JJ saw him and spoke to him in a soothing voice, "It's ok honey, mommy and daddy are just having a loud discussion; you go and watch some tv, ok?" Henry hopped off the bed and dashed to the other room.

"You're scaring your son Will, are you drunk?" she hissed at him.

"No, but I wish I was," He paced the room circling her. "Miss big shot FBI agent thinks she can pull the wool over big dumb ole Will's eyes. You're a liar JJ. How could you think I would never find out?"

JJ sat on Henry's bed and put her hands over her face. "Oh Will, I love you, your son loves you. Doesn't that mean anything?"

Will snorted, "My son! That's a laugh."

JJ looked at him, "He's your son in the only way that counts, you love him. I dare you to tell me that you don't." She looked at him defiantly, with tears in her eyes.

Will stopped pacing and stared at her. Yes, he did love her and Henry too. He just didn't know if he could look past this. It was just too much for him. He saw it a long time ago, but he was too much in love with his wife and son and too much in denial. He closed his eyes.

"I have to go somewhere and sort this out JJ, I'll call you. I'll get my stuff later," He couldn't look at her. "You tell Henry..."

"You tell him yourself Will!" Her voice was hard now and she was no longer in tears. He could see the steel in those blue eyes he loved so much. He quietly left the room.

She waited until she heard the front door shut. She checked herself in the mirror; she didn't want Henry to see her upset. She fixed her hair. Will would have to understand; if he didn't' well, she could deal with that too. A long time ago she had made one mistake, a mistake tthat turned out to be one of the greatest joys of her life.

' It could have been Will's,' she thought.

She saw her little son peeking around the corner. She smiled and held out her arms. He ran to her, his big blue eyes, so much like his mothers, looked at her adoringly. She ran her fingers through his sandy coloured curls.

"Are you ready for school Henry?"

"Yes mommy"

"What book are you taking today?"

He ran to his little desk and pulled a book from a drawer, "This one mommy, I read it last night."

JJ looked at the cover; it was 'The old man and the Sea' by Ernest Hemmingway. She ruffled his hair and picked him up.

"I think that is just perfect." She tickled him and he squealed with laughter.

' I think you are just perfect and I wouldn't have you any other way.'

FIN

AN: Just a little one shot. Read and review if you like.