AN: This is more of a hard T or light M I think, but thought I'd err on the side of caution, there's no smut or graphic sexual situations, but it is definitely adult subject matter. Probably only three or four short chapters, just a break I'm taking from an insanely long fic I've been working on for the last couple weeks that I'm determined to finish before I start posting.

Chapter 1:

"Our latest case involves a string of murders in a low income housing district in Texas," Hotch began briefing the assembled BAU team as he picked up the clicker to begin showing the photos of the latest victims on the screen, stopping as the usually focused team members glanced away from the screen and turned their eyes to the back of the room at the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps that were soon revealed to belong to an obviously agitated man wearing a visitors pass, they were obviously surprised as they watched JJ's longtime boyfriend and fiance enter the room. Will's face was a tight mask and he appeared oblivious to the gathered team as his gaze focused only on Hotch.

"Will, is something wrong with Henry?" JJ called out reflexively but as she studied the angry look on his face she blanched, knowing instantly that he had not heeded her pleas from early that morning and only worked himself up more, possibly with the help of the can of beer he had been sipping when she left. "Will, please, not now." She begged as she stood planning to move closer to him and steer him from the room, fearing what was coming next as he moved before she could reach him, and proceeded to walk to the front of the room to stand in front of their leader, all thoughts of the latest murder victims temporarily left everyone's minds as the gathered team watches curiously to see what happened next.

Hotch watched with the same curiosity as the rest of the team, as they all become on guard observing the angry man closely even though he knew he would be unarmed, by JJ's expression it is obvious that this is something domestic. Hotch braced himself slightly, incorrectly assuming that Will may have finally had it with JJ's long hours and had come to negotiate an improved work schedule.

"Will, is there something I can help you with?" Hotch finally spoke to open the lines of communication, keeping his voice the focused calm that he often reserved for use in negotiation situations. As Will studied him closely everyone watches sensing something is about to happen but still taken off guard as Will's fist flies out, catching the taller man in the jaw and sending Hotch reeling several steps backwards, Hotch fought to maintain his balance, catching himself on the corner of the conference table to keep from going down as JJ watched with wide terrified eyes while Morgan instinctively reacted, grabbing Will to restrain him before he could take another punch at their leader.

"Will, please, don't do this." JJ begged again, but her plaintive voice was heard only by the other team members as Will was obviously too enraged to listen to anyone right now.

Hotch studied the man carefully before speaking again, still using the calm measured tones and ignoring the throb in his jaw as he wiped the smear of blood from his lip. "Ok Will, you have my attention, what's the problem?" Hotch knew it was important to keep himself tightly controlled and not respond to Will's angry behavior with his own anger as that would only escalate the situation, and the last thing they needed was a fist fight in the FBI building.

"I want to know how long you've been having sex with my fiancée?" Will practically screamed in response to his question, causing the astonished team members still gathered to quickly look at Hotch and then at JJ seeking some kind of verification or denial, whatever response they could get. Hotch could not hide his shock at the accusation and looked at JJ with a questioning look before turning back to Will after seeing her obvious dismay, realizing he needed to do damage control now and could focus on any issues between himself and JJ at a later time.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Hotch finally responded smoothly, his brows knitting slightly as he tried to comprehend where Will could have gotten such an idea.

"Oh don't pretend like you don't know," Will continued obviously bent on pushing the issue. JJ tried to ignore her embarrassment and wanting to stop the drama from escalating any further she moved closer to her enraged fiance.

"Will, honey, I told you nothing like that is happening," she tried to soothe him as she reached out to touch his shoulder, hoping she could break through the anger and help him see reason before he said something worse.

"Of course you deny it, this is between us men now, you and I can talk later." Will shot back before turning to Hotch.

"Ok you're the chief profiler here, so you tell me, if you aren't sleeping with JJ then why did she call out your name last night while we were in the middle of making love? Hmmm, tell me that, I was touching her, loving her, inside of her, focused only on making her happy and then I hear your name and realize she's not really with me, she's with you. So are you really going to stand there and tell me you haven't done anything?" Will almost spit as he ground out the last words, daring Hotch to deny his accusation.

JJ felt her cheeks flame a cherry red as Will stared at Hotch accusingly, total silence reigned for a few moments as she scanned the room, hearing an audible gasp that sounded suspiciously like it came from Prentiss while Reid and Morgan simply looked shocked, while Dave looked amused if the twinkle in his eye indicated anything. Knowing that denial would be futile and her silence would only confirm the statements JJ slowly backed away, obviously mortified before she fled the room.