JJ and Garcia were sitting at a table while Emily was at the coffee machine in the break-room late one night after a case, when Hotch walked in. Everyone else had gone home. " Ladies... I'm calling it a night... You all should too, you all did exceptional work today," he said smiling.

" Thanks, Hotch..." Garcia and Emily said together, smiling. JJ bit her lip and nodded.

" Goodnight, ladies," he said. He turned and left.

" Night!"

" Goodnight, Hotch!" JJ said. As he walked to the elevator, JJ kept her eyes on a certain part of her boss. She felt something hit against her head. She took her eyes off her boss and shot tem up to Garcia who had hit her against the head with a file.

" Was that necessary?" she asked.

" When are you going to get over him?" Emily retorted, sitting down next to Garcia placing the coffees down in front of them.

" I don't know," JJ replied, taking a sip of her coffee. " When all hope is gone, when he becomes and ass, when I meet someone new..."

" I thought you started seeing that Detective from New Orleans? What was his name?... William La Montagne!" Garcia said triumphantly.

JJ shrugged. " Yeah... I did, but long distance never works out..."

" Hotch already acts like an ass half the time..." Emily tried.

" So the team will have a leader... He has to act that way so we have someone to fall back on. And now that Gideon's gone, he has to act that way more then ever."

" Ok, but what about the fact he's so much older then you... or that he's married?" Garcia asked.

" Age doesn't mean a thing and have you seen the hours he spends here... We got back at midnight, usually Hotch would go home if we got back that late and leave the paperwork 'til the morning but he's been finishing up all his paperwork the second we get back to the office ever since we got back from Milwaukee."

" You think trouble in paradise?" Emily asked.

" Or he's just filling in for Gideon!" Garcia suggested.

" Ok... all " trying to get you over him" aside.. can I just ask... Why are you so in love with him?"

JJ smiled dreamily. " He has nice eyes, a good smile, fine ass... He cares, he's smart, he can be funny..."

Prentiss interrupted her. " They are all good reasons, sweetie... but they're not great... Anyone can have the eyes and the ass and the smile... But do you feel anything around him or do you just get turned on?" she asked.

JJ hesitated for a moment before answering. " Do you know that song " Love Song" by Sara Bareilles?" The two girls nodded. " The line, 'head underwater and they tell me to breathe easy for a while..." The women nodded again. " He makes me feel like I'm underwater and I can't breathe... I trust him with my life... All I want is for him to be happy with the things I do..." She looked at her friends. " Is that enough?"

" Wow," Garcia said.

" Yeah... You're screwed!" Prentiss agreed