Jennifer Jareau (JJ) sighed as she once again looked in the rearview mirror at her five year-old daughter, Maddie. She was sleeping, her head leaned against the window, the seat belt pad on her neck. The Power Puff Girls blanket was being held tightly by her tiny hands. Traffic was getting heavier as they drove more into NYC. JJ was depressed, but she knew she had to stay strong for Maddie. Two weeks earlier, she found out that she was being tranferred from being a Special Agent at the BAU to being a Detective working for the Manhatten Special Victims Unit. For reasons being, ever since Maddie was born JJ's work had slacked. She wanted to spend more time with her daughter. But even working at the BAU for desk duty still didn't give her enough time to come home at night.

Maddie started to whimper as she slowly woke up. JJ looked back and smiled. This was the first time in months her and Maddie had spent time alone together. "How was your nap?" JJ asked, trying not to act frustrated because the traffic was now at a complete stand still. Maddie, who was still half asleep, rubbed her eyes then said, "I guess so." Maddie gazed out the window smiling at the bright lights of the big city. It was eight at night, way past Maddie's bedtime, and JJ still hadn't found her apartment building. "Sweetie, are you hungry?" JJ asked. "I could get us some dinner. You want McDonalds?" Maddie was basically zoned out until she heard the word "dinner" come out of her mommy's mouth. "Chicken nuggets." Maddie replied, like she was starving. JJ nodded, knowing that they were going to have to make a huge detour in their drive. "As soon as I see a McDonald's, we'll stop." JJ explained to her. "But we might have to get a hotel room tonight." Maddie sighed. "But mommy." Maddie whined. "I wanna sleep in my own bed tonight." "I know." JJ said. "But I'm having trouble finding our building. I promise, first thing in the morning we'll find our apartment, and we;ll get to sleep in our own beds."

Finally they got to Manhatten, no McDonald's in sight. Two hours of sitting in traffic, and Maddie had already fallen back asleep. The doorman at the apartment building greeted JJ as she walked up to the double doors, Maddie in her arms. Even thought Maddie was five, she was littled from her premature birth. "Excuse me." JJ said, trying to push open the door but having a hard time. "Could you please help me with this door?" JJ tried to speak in a quiet tone, not to wake Maddie. The doorman walked over and pushed the door open. JJ nodded which meant thankyou.

Around ten thirty JJ had gotten into her apartment, put Maddie in the bed, and managed to slip into her own pajamas. The whole apartment was already furnished, thanks to the head of FBI. JJ couldn't sleep, so she decided to look at Maddie's baby book. The book was filled with pictures and little bracelets from the day Maddie was born. Everyone was there. Garcia, Reid, Morgan, Hotch, and even Emily Prentiss. The only person who wasn't there was Maddie's father. At the ripe age of twenty-seven, JJ was single and afraid she was running out of time for babies. So she went to the sperm bank and was artifically insemenated. She knew they team would disown her, so the only person she told was Garcia.

JJ closed the book when she heard the door creak open. "Maddie, what's wrong?" JJ asked, setting the book aside. Maddie sniffed as she climbed up onto the bed. "It's too loud." Maddie explained. "My ears hurt. I can't sleep." JJ sighed as she wrapped her arms around Maddie. "Well, I guess you can sleep with me tonight." JJ said, pulling the covers down on the left side of the bed. "But tomorrow you've got to sleep in your own bedroom. I don't want you to get used to sleeping in here."