Agent Jennifer Jareau had always been pretty happy with the way her life was going. She had a job that challenged her, a wonderful son, co-workers that were a family to her. But right now, her life was just the pits, and she could blame two men for that fact.

First, in her home life, her live-in boyfriend and father of her son Henry, Will LaMontagne. More than anything in the world right now, he was driving her ballistic. When they first had decided they could make things work, he quit his job and moved to be with her, it had seemed what she had wanted to do. Then, reality set in, moreso after Henry's arrival. When it had been only weekends they'd seen each other, it had been wonderful. He'd been supportive and loving. Then, when they'd found out she was pregnant, things had shifted in their relationship. A very strong protective streak had come out in him, in fact, she'd almost died of embarrassment when he'd shown up in NY and broke the news of JJ's pregnancy to the team, because he was so worried. She'd about melted into the hotel lobby when he'd done that, and felt even worse by the evident surprise and crushed look on Hotch's face. Once she'd started back to work in the BAU after her maternity leave, things quickly plummeted in their relationship. The constant phone calls from him, wondering when she was going to be home, the little digs that made her feel like a bad mother for flying off and leaving Henry when the team had an away case, everything combined just made her feel like she was the worst mother ever.

It was the constant phone calls that led to the involvement of the grudge against the second man today, one Agent David Rossi. The phone calls from Will were taking their toll on JJ, 1000 miles away from home and the constant needling. She was starting to break under them. When she'd answered her phone for the third time that morning and it was Will once again, Rossi had made his displeasure known.

"I think you've been on the phone enough with Will this morning, JJ. Perhaps you'd like to try getting back to work? Although, if a little thing like murder means nothing to you, by all means, talk away", Rossi had ground out at her.

She'd looked with shock at the man. Since she'd come back from maternity leave, they'd gotten on well. They'd always had a vibe between them, he'd looked out for her when she'd felt the strain of the early days of leaving her son. To hear this come from him shocked her. She'd replied with "Of course, agent Rossi, I'm sorry if I'm interfering in anyway", but the two of them had sniped at each other the rest of the day.

It was so noticeable by the end of the day that Hotch had laid into both of them, telling them to get their act together, or he was pulling one of them from the assignment. He'd rather have all team members working this case, but if their anger at one another was going to interfere, then he'd take one of them off the case. He'd not specified which one he'd pull, but he'd given a meaningful look at JJ that almost made her burst into tears. She knew it would be her, and she knew it was because of the phone calls. She had to get her act together, and fast. Hotch left Rossi and her standing there, and then Rossi took off without so much as a backwards glance at her. Stunned, JJ decided to go to the hotel bar, but had taken no more than 3 steps toward there when her phone rang again, and it was Will, demanding to know if the case had wrapped up, he wanted her home ASAP. Henry needed his momma, not some stranger who was putting work before her son. JJ spat out she'd be home when the case was done, but it wasn't at this particular moment. And then, something in her snapped, and every little thing he said over the past few months, the digs, the little insults came roaring into her mind.

"Will, I don't think I can do this anymore", JJ let out.

"well, good then JJ, come home where you belong. You don't need to work anymore. Your son needs you", Will, thinking he'd gotten his way joyfully said into the phone.

"No, Will, I meant us. You and me together, we aren't good. I can't do this anymore, where you make me feel so bad for doing my job, leaving Henry. You know I'm a good mom. Why do you always try and shoot me down?", JJ softly whispered, mindful of the fact she was in the lobby of her hotel. Deciding to rectify that little fact, she'd gotten into the elevator and headed to her room, still talking with Will.

"After I gave up everything for you, come to this damn town, you don't want to be with me anymore?" Will shouted into the phone. God, it was times like this that JJ remembered she'd been so close to calling it quits just before she'd found out she was pregnant. She really wish she'd had, it would have been a lot less painful now.

"No, Will, I don't want to be with you anymore. Even you have to know that things haven't been good since I started back to work. You've resented every time I've walked out the door. You phone me constantly, reminding me I'm leaving our son and you behind. I CAN"T do this anymore", JJ practically shouted into the phone.

"Are you screwing someone on your team? Is that why you would prefer to be with them, instead of being with your OWN son? Because, I've always thought you were doing one of them. It's not like you been welcoming here at home. You've turned into an ice queen since you had the baby. And as for me not doing anything, I gave everything up for you. I left everything behind to take care of you and raise this child."

"You have got to be kidding me, Will! Why would you ever think that? They are like my family! Reid is a godfather to our child, Morgan and Hotch are like big brothers! As to preferring to be with them, I"M DOING MY JOB! And as for being an ice queen, maybe if you'd learned how to please a woman, I wouldn't feel like it was just another chore for me to do!"

JJ couldn't believe she was having a conversation like this over her phone. How had things deteriorated so much today, she was at this point? Yet, at the same time, she was feeling somewhat lighter in her chest area. She'd told him, she'd really told him. Once things had started to come out, everything poured out. It got so heated that he'd pulled the last resort, telling her she was overworked and they'd talk when she got home.

"No, Will, when I get home, my mind will not be changed. We are done. When I get home, we'll work out a custody arrangement for Henry. If you need some time, let me phone Penelope, she'll be glad to look after him. But please, be gone from my apartment when I get back. We are through" With that, Jj ended the phone conversation.

JJ sat down on the bed, can't believing the whole conversation that had happened. Picking her phone up again, she gave Penelope a quick call, telling her she may have Henry to look after at night til she got back from this trip. Garcia didn't ask any questions, just agreed quickly. She could tell from JJ's tone that now wasn't the time for questions, she'd find out later. Finally, JJ got a drink from the mini-bar, the one she'd been heading for when Will had phoned this last time. Downing the scotch quickly, the liquid burnt her throat, but she also realized she wasn't having anymore right now. She had some fences to mend, and figured there was no time like the present to get out there and do so.