Sorry if it goes on a bit. I ramble I know. But seriously guys, thanks so much for the reviews. I really wasn't expecting such a positive reaction to this. You all rock! This chapter involves swearing so you've been warned. Still don't own CM, but you can get me owners rights for Christmas if you'd like?

"It was JJ."

The team gawped at him, totally dumb-struck.

"Excuse me, but, did you just say JJ hit you?" Rossi asked, the bewilderment obvious in his gruff voice.

Hotch was beyond stunned.
JJ? Their JJ? Surely not.
The sentence escaped his mouth before his brain had time to analyze what he was saying.
"What did you do?"

"What! What did I do!" Morgan bit back aggressively. He'd been sucker punched straight in the kisser and he was getting the blame? Fantastic.
Hotch hadn't meant his words to sound so harsh.
"I'm sorry." He apologised. "I didn't mean it to sound like I was accusing you, but I don't believe JJ would just attack you out of the blue without somehow being provoked. It's just not something she'd do. "
Morgan scoffed & raised his eyebrows. "So you're saying I did something first?"
"I don't know. Did you?"
An unsettling frown etched itself across Morgan's face, his head dropping low.

"I'm sorry Derek, but, Hotch is right. JJ wouldn't just do that, you must have done something?" Emily added, the tone of her voice soft. She didn't want to sound like she was putting him on the spot, but there had to be something he wasn't telling them.
Reid remained quiet in his seat. He was still trying to comprehend everything that had suddenly happened. He could catch serial killers & solve seemingly impossible puzzles on a daily basis, but throw him into a situation such as this one, and he was totally & utterly lost.

The room sunk into silence yet again, each member waiting for Morgan to unravel this mystery for them. He was the only one with the answers.
Finally, upon realising that everyone was waiting for him to speak, he took a deep breath in.

"It was just a joke."
He started.
Reid raised his eyebrows. From his past experiences, stories that began with that sentence never ended well.
For once in his life, Morgan seemed lost for words.
Reid analyzed his face.
Hurt. Sadness. Pain. Guilt. Shame.
"What did you do to her?" Reid asked uncertainly. This 'joke' of his, had obviously backfired & Reid wanted to know exactly what had gone on.

Derek glanced up at Reid, who was watching him intently.
"Do you remember that time, when JJ freaked us out with her Camp Counsellor story?"
Reid nodded.
"Yeah. She said she was afraid of the woods."
"Yeah..."
"& you told her that paybacks were a bitch, because she'd tricked you." Reid added.

Derek nodded slowly.
Rossi pressed on. "So...you thought you'd get her back. What exactly did you do?"

*Flashaback*
The sheriff made his way back to the parking lot, a good 20 minute walk away from where they were currently stood. This was the 7th male body dumped in the woods in the past month. They were definitely dealing with a serial killer. That much was evident.
They'd surveyed the scene & received all the information they could possibly get. The wind was piercingly cold & Derek was just about ready to head back.
He looked over at JJ, who seemed to be mindlessly staring into space. She wasn't paying any attention what so ever. He called her name, but she was too deep in thought to hear him.
It was then he remembered her little phobia.
Whether or not it was true, he didn't actually know. She'd played him good that afternoon, & he swore one day he'd get her back.
A silly schoolboy grin suddenly made its way across his face.
This was his perfect chance.

He walked as delicately as he could a few meters away & hid himself easily behind a large oak tree. From where he was stood, he could see her, but she certainly couldn't see him.
The loud shrill of her phone startled her out of her daydream.
He couldn't hear who was on the other side, but he assumed it was Hotch.
She hung up and turned, shuddering slightly as the cool wind wrapped its way around her.
"Derek, Hotch wants us to head back to go over what we've got."
He tried hard to suppress a snigger at the look of confusion on her face. This was going to be hilarious.
"Morgan?"
She spun, searching every direction possible. It was getting late, and the sun was just beginning to set. This was not what she needed right now.
"Derek this isn't funny, stop being an idiot, come on we have to go."

But he didn't budge.
The look on her face was a total Kodak moment. How he wished he had a camera.
He was never going to let her live this down.

She began nearing his hiding place.
"For fuck's sake Derek stop messing around!"
He could tell she was getting easily pissed, but that just made the entire situation a hell of a lot funnier.

She could feel her heart beginning to beat faster, drumming harder against her chest with each beat.
The woods...they were evil. Evil things happened here. She knew that better than anyone. And it was the last place in the world she wanted to be alone.

She heard a noise, somewhere behind her.
She gasped in shock and spun around.
"Derek!"

Derek meanwhile was near enough on the verge of wetting himself.
Her back was turned, giving him the perfect opportunity to pounce.
He lunged at her from behind, grabbing her tiny waist with both hands and spinning her round to face him.
Her shrill scream pierced the air.
The flock of birds that had nested above became startled and retreated as fast as their wings would take them.
Morgan's laughter penetrated the air, but it didn't last long.
Within seconds JJ's fist connected with his face, forcing his head to snap backwards. With the sudden shock he pushed out, letting go of the grip he had on JJ and accidently knocking her backwards.
His hand flew to his mouth to stem the sudden spurt of blood.
Her body flew to the ground. She landed heavily in a pile of leaves.

"WHAT THE HELL JJ!" He shouted at her.
God, that girl had a swing. The size of his lip ballooned almost instantly. He shot daggers in her direction, momentarily blinded with anger & pain.
He hadn't even noticed her face had turned alarmingly white. Tears sprung to her eyes as she jumped up and turned away from him.
He was facing the other direction now, cursing blindly to himself due to the sudden pain.

So, Jennifer Jareau did what she did best in a situation where she was scared.

She ran.

Morgan you prick, da fuq brah!
Personally I would have given a hell of a lot worse than a split lip in JJ's situation. But whatever. Really hope you like it guys, this is my first multi chapter story so sorry if it's a little slow and sluggish at times. JJ will be appearing more soon I promise. I just need to get this bit out of the way for the story to make sense. The reason as to why she's petrified of the woods will be explained soon too :) Loves xox