(JJ's POV)

7 weeks after 'Trophy'

"I'll have...hmmmm..." Morgan said, tapping his lip with his index finger, looking at the drink menu. "I'll have a bourbon on the rocks."

"Mai Tai with a lime," Blake said.

"Just a beer," Hotch told the waitress.

"The Purple Fairy, please!" Garcia chirped.

"Uh, iced tea, please," I said quickly.

"Got it. I'll be out with those soon," the waitress said politely. Morgan shot me a confused look and scoffed.

"'Iced tea?' What the hell?" Morgan laughed.

"Yeah, Jayje, you're never one to pass up some alcohol!" Garcia laughed, joining in. I laughed a little also but sighed.

"Well, guess I might as well tell you guys now. Um..." I said slowly. "I'm pregnant."

Everyone stared at me with their mouth wide open, not really knowing what to say. Under the circumstances, it's not necessarily a happy pregnancy.

"JJ..." Garcia said, slowly and carefully. "Uh- congratulations!"

"Yeah, JJ," Blake joined in, pushing away the awkwardness. "Congrats."

"Thank you," I said. "I, um, didn't really know how to tell everyone, but you all know now, so..."

"When did you find out?" Morgan asked.

"Last Tuesday."

"And how far along are you?" Blake asked.

"6-7 weeks," I answered stiffly. Everyone's faces went pale as they figured out the time frame. Hotch's knuckles turned white as he clenched his glass of ice water in anger. 7 weeks ago, I was with Michael Hastings and Askari in some farm in Texas. That was were I got pregnant. A few days after I got rescued, Will and I did have intercourse, but the baby is most-likely Hastings.

"Does Will know?" Morgan asked in a concerned tone. I nodded stiffly. The waitress came back with our drinks and I sipped my iced tea.

"Mmmmmm," I said, making the atmosphere light again. "This iced tea is soooo good."

"Oh yeah," Morgan laughed. "I bet."

"Are you guys ready to order your food?" The waitress asked.

"Um, yeah I'll have the potato skins," Blake said.

"1/2 pound burger with onions, ketchup, mustard, and tomato," Morgan said.

"The chicken wrap, please," Hotch told the waitress.

"I'll have the Cubano wrap, thank you," I told the waitress and handed her my menu.

"And I'll have the scallops with a side of fries, please," Garcia told the waitress.

"Got it," she said politely, collecting everyone's menus. "Coming right up."

"Man, I'm starving," Morgan laughed.

"Same here. I really hope that food comes fast," Blake sighed. I looked towards the bar and the TV caught my eye. It read 'Breaking News' then changed to a picture of a prison. I caught the bartenders eye and mouthed if he could turn it up. He nodded and grabbed the remote. The volume and I could hear the news now.

"...recent breakout of a prisoner at this prison in Attica, New York. Police say that associates of the escaped inmate got him out through a window in the cafeteria. Below the outside of the second-story window, they were waiting to catch him and had a boat standing-by. From the boat, they fled into open waters were police could not find them, leading everyone to believe they are either dead at sea, or headed for Europe, or are still in the east coast area. The escaped prisoner was Michael Hastings."

I felt my own mouth open wide in pure shock and fear. I got off my seat and walked closer to the TV, causing my neck to strain as I had to look up more to see the TV. A picture of Hastings came up on the TV and I felt as if I was about to throw up.

"Hastings was arrested for kidnapping, attempted rape, murder, assault, and conspiracy to terrorism. If anyone sees him, immediately call the police and notify them or his whereabouts."

"JJ?" Morgan asked. He put his hand on my shoulder and I quickly turned around, nearly about to punch him. He quickly put both hands in the air. "JJ? Are you ok?"

"He...he's..." I tried to say, but couldn't.

"I know, we saw the news," Morgan said. He slowly touched my shoulder in a consoling way. "But he's not coming for you."

"How...how do you know...that?" I asked, feeling tears starting to come. "He escapes a week...after I find out I'm...pregnant..." I gasp between sobs. "What if...he knows...I'm pregnant?! What if...he comes...for me?!"

"Come here, JJ," Morgan said, hugging me. I sobbed into his shoulder. "None of us are going to let anything happen to you, ok? You can stay in the BAU for the time being, alright? Us and the team will figure something out." I continued sobbing, not believing a word of it. If Hastings was coming after me, he'd find a way. "You'll be ok, JJ. I promise."

I reached down and touched my stomach. The thought of me carrying Hastings's baby made me sick. What if I just got rid of the baby?