Note: This chapter rated M
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Somewhere Else
JJ
JJ just stared a long moment, blinked, then laughed. "He… wants us to have sex?" Seriously? That's what this is all about?
"Partially, I think it's…"
She didn't give Spencer a chance to finish. "No. We are not doing this." Not like this, she thought. Not for some freak's entertainment. "We are not having sex for you!" She called out to the middle of the room.
The power immediately went out. A moment later the stove died.
"Wait!" Spencer called to the Unsub. "Turn it back on! Please? We're still discussing here." With a hiss the stove came back on, followed by the power.
"What discussing? We are not discussing anything!" Yes, she was furious that it had come down to this. "I am not performing so some…Unsub can watch. I mean that's what he wants, isn't it? There's no place to hide from the camera; there isn't even a big enough piece of cloth to cover one of us, let alone both, that's what this has been about this entire time, isn't it?"
"No, I don't think so. Well, yes." He nodded to her incredulous look. "I think he does expect us to have sex and he is planning to watch, but that's not entirely what this is about. Um…" She watched a look of bitter regret come into his eyes. "The Unsub took all the medicines from our bags. Were you on birth control?"
JJ blinked as the threads began coming together for her as well. "I was. And he took that and everything that might cause a birth defect if it was taken at the wrong time. You…you had a condom in your wallet?" It was a common enough thing.
He nodded. "And you said so yourself, you haven't eaten this well since you were pregnant. We've been eating a perfect pre-conception diet. The…the needle stick in your arm, he didn't give you anything, he took a blood sample, to see where you were in your cycle. And the pills in the milk, they were probably antibiotics, both to make sure we were both healthy…."
"And to counteract the hormones I had already taken for the month." She finished. Antibiotics did that, it was part of how Henry made it into the world. It made sense, it all made sense.
"Even the luxuries he's been giving us. He took the books, and he could have left the phones, if we can't get a signal out on the tablet we couldn't with a phone; but no books, no music, no little video games, no individual pursuits, just stuff to do together, to bring us together as a couple."
"And one bed," which probably accomplished that more than anything. She slumped back against the wall. "He wants your baby."
Spencer's ears turned red again. "Well, he wants our baby, a BAU baby perhaps."
"No, yours, Prentiss is going to have problems, with the injuries she got from Doyle, and Garcia is an unknown. But, you know, for all I complained I actually had an easy time of it with Henry. So I'm a proven variable. But if he wanted a proven variable on the male side, why not Hotch? He's proven his fertility and he's still well within the age range."
"Good point." Spencer turned and looked at the room again, long and slow, the gears still turning. "Look, I know you're not going to like this, but I think we ought to give him what he wants."
"What?" She was shocked, completely and utterly shocked. "Why the hell would we do that, Spence?"
"JJ , look at this place. The only way out is through that drawer and there is no way that an adult will fit through it. If we say no, he's not going to come in here and try to force the issue. He's going to shut everything down and then we'll have twenty-four to seventy-two hours. That's it."
JJ sighed. The genius could not be denied. "But if we give him what he wants we have…longer."
Spencer nodded, "Forty weeks. We know the team won't stop. Morgan never stopped looking for Doyle and Declan, even though it took months. This will give them time to find us. Besides, statistically the chances of getting pregnant given all the variables we have here are only 80%. There's a 20% chance we'll have to try again next month."
"Yeah, that's what I told myself after Will tore the condom." JJ shook her head. He was right, all the way through, and yet she hated the thought of doing this. It ought to be better than this, she thought; it ought to be at least…private. "If he gave you Viagra what did he give me?"
Spencer picked up her envelope and took another look at the pill inside. "Given the appearance and the situation, I'm guessing 3,4-Methylenedioxymethamphetamine."
"In English."
"Ecstasy."
"Oh, great," just what I needed, she thought, to get high in this situation. "Well, at least he wants me to have a good time."
"I, um, honestly don't think you'll need it." He dropped that envelope back next to the one with the Viagra and came to sit on the bed beside her. "You know, you told him we couldn't give him what he wanted. He was probably just trying to be helpful."
"Nice of him," JJ turned to look at Spencer. He looked so boyish sitting there. If it was the dark of the night then maybe she could, but not like this. "Well, we know I left my virginity behind a long time ago. What about you? No." She held up her hands. "Don't tell me. If you say the wrong thing I might not be able to do this. Let's just get this over with first then we can swap histories."
"Get this over with?" He sounded shocked, even mildly offended.
"Yes." She sighed and went to fish something out of her bag. "Come here and hold the…no, just hold on." She pulled the nightgown over her head and slithered out of her clothes under it. It only came to mid-thigh but that was enough, right? "I'm sorry but I refuse to let this bastard see any more than he has to to know that we….well, you know. And, I don't plan to actually enjoy myself; I don't care what he wants to see. I'm just….sorry you have to. So… let's just…do this." I am being very irrational somehow, she thought, as she flopped onto her back on the bed, putting him between her and the camera, but I don't know how else to be.
He looked at her, anger and hurt simmering in his eyes. Anger not at her, and hurt for her. "JJ , I don't think I can do this."
"Want the Viagra?"
"No. I don't….this violates every rule I ever learned about doing this sort of thing. This is entirely beyond wrong."
"I know. But we didn't ask for this, and I just don't… I don't want this to be good. As strange as that sounds I just don't."
"Thank you."
Bitter anger, she thought, and I don't blame him. "It's not you, God, it's just….look, I'll explain after. Let's just get this done before I lose my nerve. Please?"
He sighed. "JJ, if we do this like this I'll hurt you. Please, just let me…"
She didn't let him finish. "Wait." She rolled up, dug in her bag and came back with some silicone hair serum. "When I bought this at the salon they said it could double as lubricant. I've used it a few times, it works fine. Just, you know…." Hopefully he knew how to use the stuff.
"JJ …"
"Spence, just…please. All right? You're right about giving the team time. Just, get this over with." She lay back and closed her eyes. Think of England, right? Think of being on the jet and years ago and maybe you should have tried harder to get him to take you on a second date.
She practically felt him sigh, then felt his weight shifting on the mattress, a slight touch right above the knee. "JJ , I…"
"Spence, please."
He was gentle and kind, as she had expected, and his fingers were nimble and the gel was cool. He was careful with his weight, easy and slow, but not too slow. He was built a lot like the rest of him, slender yet long and he managed to angle so it really didn't hurt, just some tugging and a lot of pressure and full and there. In the end she heard him gasp and felt him go tight and then there was heat everywhere.
And that was that.
