JJ woke the next morning. She had barely enough time to turn around to look at Hotch, when she got a sudden urge to throw up. Not wanting to wake up Hotch, JJ ran out of the room and into the bathroom in the hallway instead of the adjoining bathroom.

She had been there for a while when her mother walked in. "Everything ok?"

JJ nodded and moved her back against the wall. "Bad food, I guess."

"Jennifer…"

"Mother…"

There was a knock on the door. Hotch opened it. He was holding AJ in his arms. JJ could tell something was wrong. She looked at him. "Fever… Probably nothing… Take a few days to go… You ok?"

"It must be going around."

He looked from his wife to his daughter repeatedly. "I'll call in sick… Maybe I should stay home to take care of you two,"

"Don't be silly, Aaron…" Moira said, walking over to the door. "You go to work and I'll be here with Charles to take care of my two favourite girls." She took AJ out of his arms and pushed him out. "Go get ready for work, Aaron."

JJ stood and eyed her mother. She took AJ from her and walked out of the bathroom.

"What?" she asked.

"Nothing," she heard JJ saying as she walked down the hall.

She dropped onto the bed, holding her daughter tightly. Hotch climbed next to her. She groaned. "Shouldn't you go get ready for work?" she asked.

"I'm sure the team can cope for a few extra minutes… Feel better?"

"Yeah." She turned toward him.

His face fell. "Oh."

"Wish I'd stay sick?" she asked.

"No, but I just thought I could make you feel better…"

"I'm intrigued…"

"Just by doing something like this." He placed his lips to hers firmly, but kissed her gently.

"Aaron, go get ready for work before my mother helps you get ready," She forced when she managed to pull away.

Half an hour later she was curled up on an armchair with a cup of coffee in one hand, when Hotch leaned down and kissed her forehead. She stared after the door for what seemed like forever. Then her thoughts were pulled from her husband when her mother sat beside her.

JJ eyed her. "What?"

"Oh, nothing..." she replied, twiddling her thumbs. JJ pulled a face that told her mother she didn't believe that. Her mother turned to her. "Are you happy?"

"Oh, no, not this again!" JJ said, exasperated. When she had introduced Aaron to her parents when AJ was born, she had expected her mother to have a warnm welcome and her father a cold shoulder... it had been the other way around. Hotch and Charlie had unexpectedly hit it off the second they'd met, but no matter how hard he tried, Moira would never warm up to him.

"Jenny... I just want you to be sure."

JJ was furious. It was no business of her mothers. "What's there to be sure about? I love him and he loves me and AJ! That's all I need."

"But Will loved you and the baby and-"

"WILL HIT ME!" JJ shouted.

"Because you cheated on him."

"Aaron would never lay a finger on me like that."

"Oh, I'm sure he wouldn't touch you like that...."

"Oh, right, I keep forgetting... Aaron's a sex craving maniac, and I'm the whore willing to give it him."

"JENNIFER! I have never said that-"

"But it's what you think isn't it? Just because we weren't together when AJ was concieved, doesn't mean we didn't love each other, Mom!"

"He's been married before... He has a son, for Christ sake!"

"Yeah, a son who loves his daughter... and Hailey loves her too... Mom, I have the perfect life and you're just ruining it!"

"Don't you dare try and pin any unhappiness you have on me, Jennifer."

There was a minute of nothing but silence and staring. Then JJ's father walked in. "Everything alright?" he asked.

"Yes," JJ replied through gritted teeth.

"Well, me and AJ can hear you from outside... and she's getting upset."

JJ turned to her father. "Can you keep an eye on her? I need some air."

Five minutes later, she was dressed and out the door.