Chapter 2: Could you be my knight
For le following couples of days, JJ only returned to her flat to grab things she needed but she stated to Prentiss's place. They told the rest of the team that JJ had problems with her plumbing so they wouldn't be surprised to see them come and leave at the same time every day.
Emily told her that if her friend wanted her to she would go and take care of the problem or send Morgan or Rossi or both to do so but JJ refused. She just wanted her life back and that guy to forget about her. She send him a "Leave me alone, it's over" and she simply wanted to wait a couple of days to be sure he get the message.
Emily had a guest room and far enough space for both of them so it didn't bother her at all, but the thing was that she knew it wouldn't be enough to make that jerk leave her. He needed a lesson. She didn't insist on that point because she didn't want JJ to think she wanted her out. In fact she really enjoyed having her around. She no longer felt empty when she came home. She never felt lowly but coming back in that flat alone over and over again without anyone to wait for or waiting for her sometimes affected her mood.
But now JJ was there and she was feeling closer and closer to her. It wasn't the crying and desperate JJ she founded outside her door the first night, it was the usual one, the one she worked with for so long and somehow manage to make the team stick together even in the hardest moment.
She wasn't thinking of her at all that morning, sitting at her desk, more or less chatting with Morgan and Reid when the elevator opened and a very agitated man jumped out of it. Morgan, Reid and Prentiss stood up when they saw him coming, recognizing him from New Orleans.
"Hey Detective, good to see you again how are you doing?" Morgan asked shaking Lamontagne's hand.
"Very fine thank you Agent Morgan. Dr Reid and Agent Prentiss if I remember well."
"That's right, what can we do for you Detective?" Reid asked.
"In fact I was looking for JJ."
"Really?" Morgan was grinning wide but Reid looked a bit suspicious. Prentiss just froze.
"Why exactly do you want to see her?" Her voice was ice cold but he didn't seem to notice.
"Some… personal stuff."
She was going to reply but Morgan stopped her.
"Hey leave it alone Prentiss, I'm sure we all know very well why he's here. JJ must be in her office, just down the hallway."
"Thanks."
He took a step but Emily ostensibly got in his way, giving him her colder glare. She wasn't totally sure but there was no way she was going to take the risk. Lamontagne looked surprised and tried to go around her but she moved again raising her hand in a "Stop" sign, adding to that an out loud "Don't."
"Prentiss what the hell is going on with…" But Reid grabbed Morgan's arm to stop him.
JJ chose that moment to walk into the room, a few steps behind Emily, her arms full of files. The second she saw him she stopped. Her face decomposed. All her files dropped on the floor. The four of them looked at her. Lamontagne's eyes lighting up, Morgan starting to understand that something was wrong, Prentiss suddenly boiling with rage and Reid calculating the chances of this not turning into a pool of blood.
"Hey JJ could we talk for…"
"Don't you approach her! Don't you even try to talk to her!" Emily pushed him back, standing right between him and JJ. "She told you it was over. Back of!"
"That's none of your business!" In less than a second Lamontagne turned into an angry and aggressive man, taking Prentiss by surprise and pushing her against her desk. He walked to JJ and grabbed her wrist but Morgan was just has fast and twisted his arm, making him release the female agent. Emily was going to punch him in the face but she saw JJ crying and rushed to her, taking her in her arms so she wouldn't have to see what was going on.
Lamontagne suddenly hit Derek with his knee where it hurts the most, making him release him and turned back to JJ. But Hotch, alerted by the noise, was now down the stairs and without a warning punched the detective, throwing him right into Morgan's arms who pinned him against the floor.
"Prentiss get her out of here. Reid handcuffs."
Emily diapered in the hallways and Spencer grabbed Morgan's handcuffs from his desk, he knew he always had one even if it wasn't totally to procedure. Lamontagne was fighting desperately but Morgan has stronger and angrier. Once he was handcuffed Morgan and Hotch threw the detective in one of the interrogation room, locking the door.
"That's going to be a hell of a mess." Hotch commented, returning back in the office.
"Yea, for the one who's gonna clean after I'm done with him!" Hotch thought, just for on second, that he might let Morgan deal with Lamontagne. Alone.
"In Garcia's office." Reid answered to Hotch's look.
"Fine." He breathed in and out. "Every body gets back to work," he said loud enough for the all room to hear him. And lower, for Morgan, Reid and now Rossi too: "I'll see with JJ want we do about this. We'll untie him when he'll have calmed down."
Garcia rushed throw the room to the kitchenette. Instead of coffee, she prepared three boiling hot chocolate milk. Morgan joined her but he gave him her "don't" look.
"Can I at least help you with that, you don't have three hands. Except if you hide more amazingness than I thought."
She couldn't help but smile. "You have no idea of what I hide from you hot stuff." She grabbed two of the cups and went back to her office, followed by Morgan.
"You stay here." she said when they arrived in front of her office. She entered and gave the two cups to JJ and Prentiss, sitting on her couch, and then went back with hers, closing the door behind.
JJ had stopped crying, but she was shaking like a leaf. Resting against Emily's shoulder she was wondering if she had to thank the good Lord for her friends or curse him for her ex.
"He's gone JJ. Derek and Hotch taught him a lesson he won't forget!" Garcia said, squeezing her friend's knee.
"Thanks Penelope. He didn't hurt you did he Emily?"
"No he didn't, JJ. He was just lucky."
"And nobody's hurt out there? I mean Morgan? Hotch? Reid?
"No they are not sweetie. That's why we have strong and handsome men to protect us." JJ gave her an unconvincing smile.
"I'm so sorry for all of this. All this mess is my fault. I should go and apologize to Hotch and the others." She tried and get up but Emily dragged her back to the couch.
"No JJ. You should go and see Hotch, when you're ready, and only to decide what you're going to do with Lamontagne." His name gave JJ a chill and Prentiss swore to herself that if Hotch didn't manage to give that motherfucker a lethal injection she would cut his head of herself.
JJ sat back in the couch, deciding that she would thank God for her friends, especially for Emily.
It was an hour after the fight and Prentiss was now in Hotch's office with JJ. The blonde agent insisted in her being there. Lamontagne was still locked up in the interrogation room. Rossi had removed his handcuffs and "nicely" explained him that whatever happens, he wasn't going to get away with it.
Hotch was sitting in an armchairs in front of Emily and JJ, completely erasing the superior/subordinate line which his desk normally represented. The two women were sitting in the couch side by side.
"I'm going to have to file a complaint against him. If it had happen outside the office I would have let you chose but there's no way I can stifle that. But I can either put him back at the circulation or get him fired and even send him to jail for a couple of weeks. He assaulted three federal agents in less than ten seconds."
"Thanks Hotch. I thought of it and I believe that the more importance I give him and the more power he will think he has one me. Suspension and circulation would be just fine."
Hotch was going to say something but he saw Prentiss's look and stopped.
"If you're sure about your decision we will do like you want. Take a couple of days to think of it." JJ nodded and said a silent "Ok.". "And… personally, what do you plane to do?"
She toke a deep breath and Emily put her hand on her back. All this was so recent, JJ really impressed her. "Personally, he didn't do anything without my consent Sir… Except for today." Emily could hear the tears in her voice but not one of them were visible in her eyes.
"You do know that you can still charge him with it JJ."
"Yes I know it Hotch, but I'm not going to give him that much importance."
"Ok, you can always reconsider both of those decisions. I will wait a couple of days before filling a report. About Lamontagne, we're going to have to let him got but I will make him follow. And I'll put an agent in front of your house, or anywhere you want to stay. He will not approach you anymore."
Those words punched Prentiss in the stomach. She promised that too and had been unable to stick to her words. JJ thanked Hotch and he stood up, telling her she could go and take a couple of days of which she politely refused. "I think this is still the place I fell the safest." And that gave her a second punch in the stomach. JJ felt safer here, even with what just happened, than in her flat.
"Prentiss wait." He called her when there were about to leave the room. It wasn't really a surprise for Emily but JJ looked worried. "Just a second it's ok." Hotch waited until the door was close. He was standing as straight as usual, she has facing him with her hands joined under her breast. "For how long did you knew?"
"Six days ago Reid told me about his concerns. I went to talk to her but she threw me out. Tree days ago she went to my apartment and told me about… that. I didn't know it was Lamontagne."
"That won't appear in the report. I guess she asked you not to tell anybody about this."
"Yes she did."
"You have something to do with her decisions don't you?"
"I… comforted her with them. I think they are the right ones if we want him to stay away from her." He looked at her, knowing that it wasn't all there was. "And… if Lamontagne go back at the circulation, I'll make sure his new colleges now about his attitude with women." She looked at him straight in the eyes, not challenging him but telling him she was serious about that and it wasn't just anger talking. In fact, she wanted to have his opinion.
"If I had heard that, it would have sounded fair."
