"Is he okay? Is he still in the hospital or what?"

"I don't care. I hope he dies. I've prayed for it my whole life!"

"There's something you're not telling me."

"No."

"You have to tell me what happened!"

"I don't have to tell you anything!"

"He did it to you. The same thing that happened to me; he abused you, he…molested you?"

"No."

"It's not your fault. Look at me alright! You have to tell me what happened!"

"Just stay out of my life!"

"No I'm not going to just – "

"Just go! Just get away from me! Get away from me! Get out of my life!"

"Tell him Shelby. Tell him who you really are."

I lifted my head to glare weakly at Scott before looking up into Reid's concerned hazel eyes. How could I tell him the truth? His eyes so round and pure, they'd never look at me the same if he knew who I was. What I was. I sob escaped my lips.

"Scott, don't make me." I whispered, the tears overflowing again. Reid looked between us anxiously; I could have sworn that his eyebrows would stick like that.

"All that time I wasted on you. Daisy wasted on you. Peter wasted on you." Scott spat coldly, my mouth fell open; I didn't know he could be so cruel.

My gaze shifted back to Reid as he knelt down in front of me; he was in profiler mode, but behind that I could see the heart of someone who cared.

"JJ, who are you? Really?" Reid asked; the words seemed to kill him a little inside.

"S-Shelby Merrick." I whispered; I jumped when I heard a gasp behind Reid. It was Prentiss. The minute my eyes met hers she took off down the hall, I groaned. "See what you've done Scott?"

"You brought this on yourself." He said before turning and walking out the door. I watched him leave, anger radiated through me.

"J-Shelby…what else should I know?" Reid asked, I turned my gaze from the door and looked up into his eyes. I held back a whimper of pain.

"Please…don't call me Shelby." I whispered before standing up and leaving the room to find Prentiss. I could hear Reid chasing after me, but I ignored him. Eventually I found Prentiss in Garcia's office; my name, my face filled her screens. "Hey." I chocked. Garcia and Prentiss both jumped; I smiled at them halfheartedly.

"Run away? Drug use? Prostitution?" Prentiss asked, her eyes brimming with emotion.

"JJ why did you lie to us!" Garcia cried, tears freely flowing down her cheeks. I dropped to the floor, my head on my knees.

"I was ashamed. I wanted to forget…" I answered weakly; my words were overlapped with the beeping of computers. More results. I looked up in time to see Walt's face pop up on the screen, forcing sobs out of me. I buried my head in my knees once again, rocking back and forth while Garcia and Prentiss turned to the monitors.

"Oh God!" Garcia sobbed, reading the file. I closed my eyes tighter. They knew. Soon they would all knew. My life was over. I would never escape what he had done.

Reid and Morgan sat in my kitchen, sipping coffee and watching me. Technically what I had done was illegal, changing my name. Fraud. When Prentiss explained to Hotch the truth about me his only reaction had been that he had do decide what to do. Whether or not he would bring this to someone's attention. Prentiss had been dumbfounded, she'd even yelled at him.

"You don't even care what that bastard did to JJ?" She had yelled.

"I do. But that is not the bigger issue." He had said, not turning to face her.

"Hotch! She was abused." She said, calming down a little.

"And she lied about it. Committed fraud. As her boss that is my concern."

I sat on my couch, wrapped in a blanket; trying to figure out how to live my life if I didn't go to jail for fraud. I was pulled out of my endless pondering when a knock sounded at my door. Morgan pulled his gun and went to answer it.

"Is Shel-JJ here?" I heard Scott ask. I let out a long sigh.

"Yeah. Come in." I choked; my voice was raspy from crying. I hated myself for crying.

"Shelby?" A female voice asked. One I hadn't heard since I graduated Horizon.

"Jess!" I breathed, jumping off the couch and running to her. Wrapping her in my arms. "Jess I'm so sorry…I thought you were safe! I thought Walt would die in jail. I never thought…"

"Shelby…" She sobbed into my neck, her arms wrapped tighter around me. Neither of us let go for a long time.

He was always there. Always around me. I ran and ran, yet he was still there. My feet would move but somehow I could never get away.

He was in me. He ruined me. I was soiled.

I could never escape.

No matter who I was or where I went, I would always be his.

The next morning I woke up with a little confused. I was in pajama shorts and a tank top, lying next to my sister. It took me only a minute to remember everything. Part of me was relieved to have my sister with me again; another part of me convulsed with terror as I remembered that they all knew. All of them.

I climbed out of bed slowly and walked to the kitchen. Scott sat at my table sipping a cup of coffee and reading the newspaper. I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Scott Barringer reading a newspaper?" I asked pouring myself a cup of coffee and sitting down across from him.

"Had to grow up. Part of the job." He said, not even bothering to look at me. I sighed and rested my head on the table.

"Scott I'm sorry." I said, lifting my head, trying to meet his eyes.

"I'm here for Jess." He said coldly, still not looking at me.

"I thought you loved me?" I asked, fighting back the tears.

"I do." He said quietly, "But honestly that doesn't matter. What matters is Jess. What matters is that you left us. You left me."