Sorry for the delay. I really did a number on my fingers. They are still sore but at least the bleeding has stopped and the cuts are starting to heal. This is a short one so I can get to the next part.

The next day, JJ dragged herself off the elevator and walked towards her office door. Passing the glass doors that opened into the bullpen, JJ smiled briefly at the condition of room. She could see that Penelope had been busy making sure that no one forgot her favourite holiday. It was quite a miracle that the health and safety committee didn't make her take down all the orange and black streamers she had hung from the light fixtures. The spider web she had put up covered most of doorway into the bullpen and each of the Agent's desks had a funky little Halloween statue that sparkled and glittered.

Halloween was just a day away and while Penelope had promised to take care of many of the details for the Halloween Party, there was one detail that JJ needed to take care of herself. She needed to tell Dave about her decision today so that tomorrow she could focus on Henry and only Henry.

Squaring her shoulders, she strode purposely across the bullpen and up the stairs, thankful that it was still early and none of her colleagues had arrived yet to witness where she was headed. Storming into his office without knocking she commanded, "Whatever you are doing, buster, drop it!" It was only after that her eyes took in the profiles of both Strauss and Hotch at the desk with Dave.

Smiling brightly, Dave looked at her as she began to blush profusely "Is there something I can do for you?" he asked innocently.

Mortified JJ stammered, "I..I'm sorry...I didn't realize...I'll come back later." Before anyone could speak, JJ rushed out, shutting the door behind her quickly. She placed both hands on her fiery cheeks as the embarrassment permeated through her whole body. 'Oh god', she groaned. She had just made a fool of herself in front of unit chief and her section chief. How was she going to explain the inevitable questions that are currently being asked behind Dave's closed door?

He could come up with a lie but knowing Dave, he'd do anything to embarrass Erin. She could just imagine how he'd gloat to Erin that he had bedded another Agent. How can this be happening? JJ worried as she quickly walked to her office. Shutting the door, she thought about how the powers that be, her SECTION chief in particular had just heard her berate one of her superiors in a way that was very personal.

She couldn't believe her luck! When they had been in a relationship they had keep it on the quiet side but now that it's over, it looks like people are going to figure out what was going on.

Initially, JJ and Dave had decided not to share it with anyone else until they knew where their "friendship" was headed. They really hadn't told anyone what was happening and in truth it was Hotch who had opened Dave's eyes to the possibility that his feelings towards JJ were more than just as a friend.

As for the only other person who knew had figured it out on her own, Penelope should have been a profiler because the night after their first date, she attacked JJ and wanted to know what was going on with the Italian Prince. So for the few months they had been together, they had only been completely free about their relationship with Hotch and Penelope. It wasn't that JJ and David didn't trust Morgan and Reid but they didn't want to put them in a position to have to keep the knowledge of their relationship from anyone else.

Sighing, JJ realized that she missed the thrill of being in a forbidden relationship. It was exciting how they would sneak around to capture a few passionate moments. There was even a time when they thought they had been alone in his office and were in the last throes of the moment when they heard the elevator doors open. Thankfully the person went down the other corridor or they would have definitely heard what was going on behind the doors of Rossi's office. After that night, much to Dave's displeasure, JJ refused to make love in the office.

JJ realized that it wasn't just the secret nature of their relationship that she missed; it was him that she missed. That overbearing, arrogant, pushy Italian had invaded her heart and it was killing her to let him go. "Especially now," JJ thought touching her still flat stomach. It was going to be even more difficult to walk away from him when his presence in her family's life is so cemented.

She wanted to forgive him. It really had been so stupid their fight, but a part of her knew that Dave was never really going to change and it was better for her and her family to understand that now.

Wiping away the tears, she wished that she could control these emotions because she knew that she needed to be strong when she told him the truth. And thinking about Strauss's face when she barged in this morning, she also now needed to worry about her job.

Maybe it was time to finally make that move to the Pentagon. It would be so much easier to be away from the scrutiny of her Section Chief, especially now that she may or may not know that there was something going on with Rossi. And knowing Dave, he'd want to tell the world that his little swimmers made it to the podium. Once that happens, there will be no choice but for one of them to leave. It would be no contest as to who would be leaving, especially based on seniority.

It wasn't that she wanted to leave the BAU but there was no way she could keep her news quiet for much longer. She needed to start thinking about herself and her family. Perhaps it would be better to leave before someone told her she had to. She could save herself the embarrassment of being kicked out of the BAU. Nodding her head, she realized that this was the only option for her and the window of opportunity was closing quickly.

Making up her mind, she picked up the phone and dialled the man who had been calling her almost monthly to come and work for him "Sir, it's me. " Closing her eyes, she stirred up the courage she needed to say her next words. "I think it's time that we discuss those opportunities that you keep insisting that I shouldn't pass up. "