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Everyone filed out as Frank and the others followed Hotch into the parking lot and into the SUV's. Hotch watched as both Donovan and JJ kept their distances from each other, so he made a mental note to separate them in the car. They arrived at the jet in no time. Everyone, but Frank stared at the jet in awe.

"Why don't we have a jet?" Cody whined.

"Because we don't travel as much as they do." Frank said as he took a seat furthest away from everyone.

"But we still travel." Jake pointed out.

Frank rolled his eyes. "We are not getting a jet."

"Aww come on Frank you have contacts, im sure you can get us one." Alex teased.

Frank huffed. "You make me sound like some criminal Alex, and even if I did I will not be using them to gain a jet." His team just groaned in annoyance.

The pilot soon announced they would be taking off and to please be seated. Frank as before took the seat in the very back talking adamantly on his phone; his team took the table next to the BAU as they all went over the file. Frank didn't realize they were all listening to his one sided conversation.

"Tom…I don't do ghost work Tom, not anymore and neither does my team…Gregory Hamble…His number should have come up a long time ago…We can drink the town dry. You will still never convince me of doing the work of a government assassin…Capture...Since when?...Bolivia signed that treaty a year ago why now?...If I refuse Tom?" They noticed the dark look in Frank eyes. "Forgive me Tom, but I will not place my team in unnecessary danger, send someone else." Frank clicked the call with a heavy sigh. He did admit he missed the action and adrenaline, but that was over. Taking a sip of his drink he laid his head back closing his eye trying relax, but soon his mind stated drifting towards a certain blonde sitting no more than 15 feet away from him. He has missed her, the smell of her shampoo, the smoothness of her skin, the feeling of having her underneath him. Frank groaned inwardly at the memories of their love and passion spreading thru him, making him somewhat uncomfortable in a certain spot. He willed him mind to push her away and focus on the case. Instead his eyes drifted across the plane landing on the brunette. Kate looked up locking eyes with the man, blushing at the smile he gave her. Returning the smile, she turned back to her team.

Hotch sat next to JJ going over the little bit of profile they had when Rossi kicked him trying to gain his attention. He glanced up with a raised brow, Rossi looked to JJ and back to him Hotch rolled his eyes.

"JJ I know you won't want to tell us, but I need to know what happen or is happening between you and agent Donovan." Hotch sated firmly.

JJ took a deep breath. "Has Donovan ever mentioned anything about his years with the CIA?" she asked his team.

Jake shook his head giving Frank a quick look and once seeing he wasn't paying attention he spoke in a low voice. "No, he doesn't. After an extract mission we only confirmed he worked for them, but any attempt in bring the subject he avoids it." He yelps at the kick he received from Alex. "Look I want to know what she knows about him, you don't?"

Alex shook her head. "Frank will tell us when he wants to. I mean no offence, but by the way she reacted earlier I wouldn't doubt her words will probably be meant to hurt him." She rose from her seat and taking one on the other side of the plane, opposite from Frank. Cody and Monica followed her. Jake sat there for a while before following his team. They were right.

JJ sighed before taking. "During my leave a couple years ago, when I was supposedly recruited to work in the pentagon."

"Strauss sent you with Cruz to work with the CIA." Hotch mumbled it still made his blood boil, because of this so call higher up decision his agent was put in danger and almost killed.

"Yes well, during that time I was assigned to an elite team. It was led and created by Frank Donovan. He is what you call a legend in the CIA everyone talks about his kills and missions although no one really knows the details. Any way when I was assigned I didn't know him, but it was an honor and rather confusing."

"Why confusing?" Reid asked.

"Because any man or woman in his team are either handpicked or trained by him. I was neither." They watched a small smile appear on her face. "During that time Frank and I held a relationship of about a year. Yes, I was with Will, but things weren't going to well. He was always there for the team mates; on one occasion he took a bullet for a member. The day I arrived I was untied with my brother Dan he too was picked for the mission, but the difference between us was he got picked by Frank." Everyone knew something bad was about to happen. "Everything was perfect for that year, I was happy with my relationship and the mission was going great. When suddenly things changed. Frank broke it off with me and became distant from the team, to the point where he would no longer talk to us unless it was about the mission." JJ took a deep breath glancing at said agent. "We coped with it until everything went wrong on the final crucial point in the mission."

Everyone was hanging on the edge of her words. "We were called in to take out a terrorist before he could strike on his targets, Dan and I along with two other members walked in. We were to secure the situation. Frank was the sniper; he was the one to take out the man. Everything went according to plan. That was until we were on running to our secure location that all went downhill." JJ wiped a tear away as the memory's came flying in.

FLASHBACK.

Iraq 2009, 01:00pm

JJ ran out the building followed by Dan, Jacobs, and Andrew. The mission was complete now all they needed was to get the hell out of here before they were made. Looking up she spotted frank no more than 10 feet away, gun raised providing cover if needed be. When a scream stopped them in their tracks.

"Jen! Help!" Dan had fallen in a manhole and by the sound of his voice he was injured.

Everyone including Frank ran to the edge of the hole. Glancing down they grimaced, the man hole had poles sticking up he had failed to miss them, one had gone thru his leg and another thru his shoulder.

"Oh my god! Dan, a-are you okay?" JJ yelled.

Frank looked around making sure no hostiles were in the area, they needed to get a move on and the screaming was not helping.

"Jen! I-its hurts! Please help!" Dan cried, he was losing a lot of blood.

"Hang on Dan. Im going to get you out of there, but I need you to hang in there." JJ instructed.

Frank's attention was snapped to the side, a group of ten or more men were running their way, no way were they going to be able and take them out.

"JJ, we need to move!" Frank barked.

JJ shook her head. "I am not leaving him!"

"Jennifer now is not the time to play the hero! Hostiles are coming this way!" Frank growled, his two other agents were becoming antsy. Frank snarled grabbing JJ by the waist he carried her away.

"No! Put me down! Dan! Dan!" JJ screamed slamming her fist against Frank's back.

"Agent you need to calm down! If they find us we will be killed!" Frank whispered yelled. He placed her back on the ground, not once did she stop fighting. Frank had her back against his chest, one arm around her waist and another covering her mouth. The two others were positioned, shielding both him and JJ from any potential threat. Frank glanced around the building spotting the group of men surround the man hole. They spoked and laughed teasing the fallen solder.

"JJ leave! Get out of here!" Dan yelled. He knew there was no way out of this. "Donovan get her out of here!"

JJ started throwing punches until she was able to break loose of his hold. "I am not leaving him! We need to attack now!"

"It's suicide Jennifer, we are out number! The moment we walk out there we are good as dead!" Frank argued.

"So we hide like a bunch of cowards! That's low even for you!" She hissed trying to squirm her way out.

Frank had enough. "If you do not stop I will knock you out! Think about it there are more than ten solders out there, if we are lucky we might take out three or four before we get killed. Then what?"

JJ wasn't having it. She was not going to leave her brother, just because he was to coward. "Let me go! Now!"

Frank pushed her against the wall, knocking the air out of her. "I am not going to risk the life of three agents only to get killed!"

Suddenly shots were fired; JJ gasped gripping onto Frank's arms in shock. Donovan looked around the corner just in time to see the group walking away laughing. He didn't have time to stop JJ from running towards her brother. She dropped to her knees tears rolling down her face they shot him, those bastards shot him!

"D-dan., im so-sorry." JJ whispered.

Frank ordered his men to secure the area as he stood behind her. He was upset, but years of doing this allowed no emotions. Frank clenched his jaw at seeing the youngest member of his team in such conditions.

"j-jen." Dan coughed out, blood spitting out his mouth.

"Oh my-Dan! Your alive!" JJ exclaimed.

"Jen-I-love you." Dan said. He knew this was the end and to be honest, there was no better way for a solder to die than in the battle field. "You need t-to get out of here."

JJ shook her head. "No! ill grab some robe and we'll pull you out, but Dan I need you to hold on."

Dan looked at Frank, with a slight nod he turned back to JJ. "Okay Jen g-go get some-some rope."

JJ nodded running back to her bag, as she was searching thru it she heard a gun go off, everything went into slow-motion. She dropped everything as she ran back to her brother, falling to her knees with a scream. Her brother was dead by a bullet to the head.

She looked up at Frank, his gun was held up with smoke coming out of the barrel.

"You killed him! You son of a bitch!" JJ stood slapping him across the face. "You killed him! Why?!"

Frank took the pain without protest, he allowed her to slam her fist on his chest. It pained him weather she believed it or not. "I had to JJ." He whispered.

"He was my brother! I could have saved him!" Frank wrapped his arms around her, holding her still as she sobbed letting them both fall on there knees. Glancing up he saw the look of horror and sadness in Jacobs and Andrews faces.

JJ pushed him away within seconds. "I will never forget this Donovan! I hate you!" She then ran into the arms of Andrew letting her pain out.

FLASH BACK ENDS.

JJ wiped the tears falling, the look on her team were between hate and sadness. Giving them a reassurance smile she continued. "After that I didn't see him until three weeks later, he showed up at the funeral. He was a bit beat up. It was like he was attacked."

FLASHBACK

Frank walked into the funeral home, behind him walked two men dressed in black suites. He spotted Jacob and Andrew, who gave him a glare. Shaking his head Frank made his way to the casket. He said his goodbye and was about to leave when JJ blocked his exit. She couldn't help, but wonder why he was so bruised up.

"What are you doing here." She spat.

Frank sighed. "I came to pay my respects. He was my agent after all."

JJ scoffed. "Your respects? You killed him! or did you forget that? you have no right to come here and act like you care!"

"JJ you need to understand; I need you to hear my side of the story because after today it will be too late." Frank plead. His patients was wearing off and quick, as the men he came with were walking up to him.

"There is nothing to understand or hear from you! you killed my brother Donovan! You say you cared for us and you go and shot your own agent in the head? You are nothing but a coward! And a fucking murder!" JJ growled.

That was it Frank clenched his jaw. "Fine is that what you want? Then yes I killed him! My gun was the one to put that bullet in his head! I apologize from putting him out of his misery and by his request! I am sorry for stopping you having us all killed that day!" Frank was seething. "So yes I am a murder! I killed your brother!" Frank's head snapped to the side, followed by a sting of pain on his left cheek. His eyes shifted from his usual hazel to a dark black as he grabbed her from the shoulders. "That is the last time you lay a hand on me! I get you blame me I would too if I were in your position, but things did not happen the way you think they did."

"Agent Donovan we need to get going." One of the men said.

Frank nodded he then pulled JJ into a hug. "I really am sorry neshema, but there are two sides to a story. I hope one day you will take the time to hear my side. I love you and always will." Frank kissed the top of her head. "I hope you can forgive me someday."

JJ shook her head pushing him away. "I will never forget you, and the next time I see you I will be putting a bullet in your head."

Frank closed his eyes in pain before giving her a slight bow. "Then I shall never cross path with you again. So long agent Jareau." Frank was escorted out by the two men and never to be seen or heard of again.

END OF FLASHBACK

"After that day it took a week before I was ready to hear what he had to say, but he was no where to be found." JJ whispered.

"Where did he go?" Kate asked.

"I don't know. I asked everyone and I always got the same response. Two agents picked him up the next day after the mission and he was not heard of or seen until Dan's funeral, then he was taken again." JJ took a deep breath, looking towards Frank she sighed. "I don't know where they took him or what he was doing, but today is the first time I have seen him in five years."

"Will this affect your work in any way?" Hotch asked.

JJ shook her head. "No Hotch. I mean I hate the man, but I can handle one case with him. I can't guarantee not shooting him thou."

The rest of the fight was in silence; Frank's eyes would wonder towards JJ locking eyes with each other. They loved each other and they always have, but the anger was still there and until they talked and got over this it will always be an obstical. Everyone stiffed when the plane started shaking, unfortunate for Frank that made his juice spill all over his shirt.

"Son of a bitch." Frank groaned wiping his shirt, his team snickering next to him. "Shut up."

The BAU were chuckling when Frank's team erupted into laughter even JJ cracked a smile. Frank huffed as he stood from his seat reaching for his bag from under the couch. JJ watched him with a slight frown when he hesitated to take his shirt off, as far as she could remember he never had problems with showing off his good built. She gasped as she realized why, his back was covered in scars and as if he had been whipped some looked like knife slashes. When he turned around she caught sight of his chest marked with six bullet scars and more cuts. JJ was shocked and hurt those were the kind of markings you get when torture. What did they do to you Frank?

Frank could feel everyone's eyes on him, doing his best to ignore them he grabbed his shirt and took his seat once more. Looking over at the team he saw the looks of curious and pity in their eyes. what surprised him the most was to see tears pooling in JJ's eyes. why was she crying? Shaking his head, he laid back and waited for the plane to land.