*Casually starts writing another fanfic while I'm currently working on one* I just couldn't get this idea out of my head, and I'm pretty excited about it so let me know what you guys think Please?

This also takes place where JJ is still the media liaison, Haley is alive, and there is no Will (Which means no Henry).

I don't own Criminal Minds

JJ pushed through the doors of the bullpen twenty minutes after lunch break had ended. She felt queasy and it wasn't just the morning sickness that was causing it. It was her whole crappy situation. None of this was supposed to happen, she thought to herself. It was supposed to be fun and easy.

"JJ there you are!" Garcia exclaimed. The technical annalist made her way over to the liaison who was currently still leaning against the doors. "Where have you been?" she asked. "Are you okay? You look a little pale."

"Yeah I'm fine," JJ lied.

"Oh okay," Garcia nodded. JJ could tell her friend didn't believe her. "So where were you?"

"JJ," Hotch called across the bullpen. "Can I see you in my office for a moment?" With that he turned on his heel, walked off, and slammed his office door shut.

"Boss man is not happy today," Garcia explained quickly. " I overheard him talking on the phone to Haley about custody for Jack, Strauss has been on his case all day, and he's been looking for you all morning."

"Thanks Pen," JJ said. She walked over to Hotch's office, not looking over in the direction of her colleges who stared at her over their paperwork.

"You wanted to see me," JJ said blandly after she walked in without bothering to knock.

"Yeah where were you at lunch?" Hotch asked. JJ could see the concern on his face, but his question still agitated her. She knew it was the mood swings, but it still made her want to yell at him to mind his own damn business.

"I don't have to tell you where I go for lunch," JJ quipped.

"Yes, but you were twenty minutes late," Hotch reasoned.

"Sorry sir it won't happen again," she replied coldly. "Anything else?"

"JJ, I was just making sure you were okay," he said, the hurt evident in his voice. "I'm just trying to be a friend."

"I'm fine," she said.

"You're not still sick?" he asked. JJ rolled her eyes. Hotch was referring to a few mornings ago when she was throwing up in the bathroom off of his bedroom. Hotch had completely panicked, not sure how to react to the blonde hunched over his toilet retching out her guts. JJ knew now that it was just morning sickness, of course Hotch didn't know because she hadn't told him yet.

The thought of telling him she was pregnant suddenly made her stomach twist into a knot. "Can I go back to my office now?" JJ asked.

Hotch was giving her a curious stare as he watched his friend shift uncomfortably under his gaze. "Yes," he answered. "But JJ if anything was wrong you would tell me right?"

"Yes," JJ answered quickly before nearly running out of the office and into the women's bathroom. She flew into the nearest stall and began to empty her stomach. After a few seconds she felt a set of hands holding her hair back.

After she was finished JJ turned around to see Garcia and Prentiss squeezed into the small stall with her.

"JJ you're sick," Prentiss observed. "Go home and get some rest."

"I'm not sick."

"Then please explain to us why you're throwing up in the bathroom," Garcia said sternly.

"I can't I can't t-t" JJ sobbed.

"What can't you tell us?" Garcia asked. JJ shook her head and wiped more tears that were falling down her face. "Jennifer Jareau do not make me get Hotch in here!" Garcia threatened.

"He can't come in here this is the girl's bathroom," JJ pointed out.

"She has a point," Prentiss said.

Garcia gave the profiler a small glare. "The point is whatever is wrong is obviously something big. AND as your best friends we need to know so we can help fix it," Garcia said.

"If I tell you, you have to promise not to tell," JJ said.

"Deal," Prentiss and Garcia said together.

"I'm pregnant," JJ whispered. It took a few moments for what JJ had said to process in the two agent's minds.

"OH MY GOD!" Garcia squealed. She pulled JJ out of Prentiss's arms and into her own. "A BAU baby!"

"Congratulations!" Prentiss encouraged. "This is a good thing right?" she asked when she saw her friend's look of discomfort.

"Yes it is a good thing," JJ said while she was still in Penelope's death grip. "It's just complicated right now."

"Oh I see," Prentiss nodded. "Have you told Hotch yet?"

"Why would I tell Hotch?" JJ asked trying to keep her voice steady.

"He's your boyfriend isn't he?" Gacria asked.

"What makes you think that?" JJ questioned.

"What doesn't?" Prentiss laughed. "You two have your secret little conversations on the jet, you eat lunch together everyday, not to mention you're both conveniently the last ones to leave the office every night."

"And Jack loves you," Garcia interjected. "I give him all the candy, but for some reason he still latches onto you whenever we have our family get together."

"Well he's not my boyfriend," JJ denied.

"Then who is?" Garcia asked.

"Nobody," JJ admitted. "Hotch is the father, but we're just friends."

"Ohh," Prentiss and Garcia shared a look. "We see. You guys are friends with benefits."

"Yes," JJ nodded hesitantly. "We're just best friends who have sex."

"Sounds better than any of my relationships," Prentiss mumbled.

"Hey we're your best friends!" Garcia exclaimed as she pointed between her and Emily.

"No a sign of a strong relationship is that your partner is your best friend," Prentiss pointed out.

"We're not in a relationship," JJ hissed.

"Then how did this happen?" Garcia asked.

"I don't know," JJ said. "We just kept sleeping together until Hotch asked what we were and I suggested we just keep it about sex so it doesn't ruin our friendship."

"So you don't like him?" Prentiss asked.

JJ pursed her lips. "Of course there's things I find attractive about him, and yes I did have a crush on him when I joined the bureau, but we can't go there."

"Alrighty then Jayje," Gacria said. "You are going to march your butt into his office and tell him you are pregnant with his baby."

"I don't think so Pen," JJ said. "He's already having a bad day. This will just make it worse."

"No it will make it better," Garcia huffed.

"I'm not going out there," JJ said. "I look like hell."

"I'll be right back," Garcia said as she scurried out of the stall and bathroom. JJ and Prentiss shared a questionable look, but less than a minute later she returned carrying a large makeup bag.

"Step into my workshop," Garcia said as she happily plopped the bag on the counter.

"I thought your office was your workshop," Prentiss cheekily pointed out.

"I have more than one area of genius," Garcia quipped as she applied makeup to JJ's face.

Ten minutes later JJ looked in the mirror to see that her face was glowing. Garcia had thankfully applied a natural looking makeup that covered her dark circles, mascara stains, and even made her blue eyes pop. Her blond hair was brushed and fell in relaxed waves down to her shoulders.

"Go get em tiger," Garcia encouraged before she shoved JJ out of the bathroom door.

"What's even going to happen?" JJ asked as she nervously re-entered the bathroom.

"No one knows," Prentiss said,

"But that's what makes it fun," Garcia added.

JJ rolled her eyes and walked out of the bathroom before walking back in not two seconds later. "What if this ruins our friendship?"

"Then just get together. Make more babies," Garcia laughed.

"This is serious," JJ said with frustration. "I'm really scared."

"Aw peaches I'm sorry," Garcia apologized. "But you see how great of a dad Hotch is to Jack. I also know that no matter what you think Hotch cares about you a lot, he would never do anything to hurt you."

"Thanks Pen," JJ said as she pulled both her friends into a hug. "I think I'm ready."

JJ left the bathroom and nervously made her way to Hotch's office. She knocked twice before heard him practically yell for her to come in. She walked into the office in time to see him slam the phone down.

"Is this a bad time?" she asked.

Hotch looked up and instantly looked more relaxed. "No I'm sorry," he apologized. "Is something wrong?"

"No I just uh I need to talk to you," JJ said.

"What is it?" Hotch asked.

"I'm pregnant," JJ blurted.

Hotch's eyes grew wide and a grin broke out across his face. "Really?" he asked.

JJ smiled as his reaction and nodded. "Yeah."

He stood up, crossed the office, and pulled her into a hug. "JJ this is great."

"I'm so glad to hear you say that," JJ breathed as she wrapped her arms around him.

"How did you think I would react?" he asked.

"I don't know. I was just afraid it would ruin our friendship or something."

Hotch pulled away from the hug. "Right," he said. "Well we can sort this out."

"Exactly," JJ nodded.

"How far along are you?" he asked.

"The doctor said about six weeks. That's where I was during lunch," JJ explained.

"Do you want to go get some dinner and talk about this some more?" Hotch asked.

"I'd love to," JJ replied. "Just let me get my coat."