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Now on with the story…

"Will you walk into my parlour?" Said the spider to a fly: "Tis the prettiest little parlour That ever you did spy." - Mary Howitt (The Spider and the Fly)

The next day:

The minute JJ got into the FBI building in Quantico, she made a beeline for Garcia's office. She knocked on the door with her signature knock, Garcia had assigned each team member a "knock rhythm" so she always knew who was on the other side of her door.

"The Supreme Genius grants Jennifer Jareau permission to enter!" called Penelope.

The media liaison entered. "Garcia! You will not believe what happened in New Orleans!"

"Well, judging by the enthusiasm in your voice and that ginormous grin plastered on your face, I'd guess something totally awesome?" the technical analyst couldn't keep the anticipation out of her voice.

"I met a guy!" exclaimed JJ, "I think I may have a long-distance boyfriend!" she was practically bouncing in excitement.

"Sit down and spill right now, missy!" ordered Garcia.

JJ sat down in the proffered spare chair, but she was leaning forward and only sitting on the edge. "His name is Will LaMontagne. He was the lead detective on the case. Anyway, Will took me out and we even played darts at the bar!"

Garcia asked, "Did he let you win?"

"Have you seen me play darts? I smoked him!" was JJ's reply.

"Well what happened next?" prompted Garcia. She figured JJ was holding back something juicy.

JJ's voice dropped to just above a whisper, "He spent the night in my hotel room." Penelope squealed. "I know, I know! I've never slept with anyone on the first date before. But Will swept me off of my feet."

"Oh Jayge, I'm so happy for you!" she hugged her friend. "I haven't seen you in this good a mood in ages!" JJ's smile subsided; she knew she'd been pretty downcast since Georgia.

Garcia noticed the change. "Let's get some dirt on Detective LaMontagne, hmm?" she proposed, gesturing at the computer screens filling the room.

"Sounds fun." JJ agreed.

Garcia searched her databases. "Will was born on January 21, 1975. Omigosh! Look at this… his middle name is Eugene!" Both girls giggled. "His high school baseball team was the state champion. He was the pitcher." she said after skimming an article. "He got a full ride's scholarship to the University of Louisiana."

"Wow, he must have been one hell of a pitcher!" exclaimed JJ.

"What's this?" Garcia stopped short. "Oh."

"What is it?" asked JJ urgently.

"JJ, he's married."

"What?" She couldn't believe it.

"Look at this marriage license. He and Kimberly Andrews have been married since 2000." explained Penelope.

"Can you find a record of divorce?" JJ asked frantically.

"No. I don't see a record of a divorce or death for Kimberly. But they do have a son named Aiden, born in 2002."

"What?" JJ was now about to cry.

"I'm sorry babe. I can't find anything to prove that Will is a divorcee or a widower." said Garcia after searching once again, "And I can't find any other properties listed under either of their names, so I don't think they're separated. I'm afraid he used you to cheat on his wife." said Garcia gently.

"No, this can't be right." the tears were now freely flowing from JJ's eyes.

"Come here, hon." Penelope pulled her friend into a hug. "I think he used you, Jayge."

JJ was sobbing in Garcia's arms.

"You'll get past this, babe. I know you will." encouraged Penelope.

"Thanks Pen. I've got to go…" said JJ as she rushed out of the room, wiping her tears away.

When JJ got to her car in the parking garage, she decided to call Will just to make sure.

"Hello?" said a voice on the other end of the line. A woman's voice.

"Who is this?" asked JJ apprehensively.

"Why don't you answer that yourself, you're the one who called me!" replied the woman coldly.

"Kim?" JJ said.

"Yes, who is this?" she asked, sounding annoyed.

"I'm sorry." JJ hung up the phone.

JJ slammed her hand against the steering wheel. She began to cry again as she thought, 'How could he be so stupid?'

Will had given her his home phone number. The same home number his wife used.

'How could I be so stupid? Why did I sleep with a man I barely knew?'

"Men get laid, but women get screwed." -Quentin Crisp

I think these chapters are kinda short, and I apologize if you think so too. I have something huge coming up next chapter and I didn't wanna drop two major "bombs" in one chapter.

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