A/N: Sorry. I know I said I'll post this last Thursday and I planned to but that was also my birthday, I didn't know it would be such a depressing birthday. *mumbles*.
Thanks to all to reviewed, read and alerted! I really appreciate it. xD.

Agent Jareau loved a challenge. She loved trying to solve Sudoku puzzles, Calculus was one of her favorite classes in High School, she concentrated intently enough to go through Ms. Pac Man without the cute little monsters catching her and though soccer was a challenge at first, her talent and athleticism caused her to become one of the best soccer players in her small hometown.

If she thought about it now, so far, her greatest challenge had to be overcoming the expectations her family had for her. She wasn't interested in becoming the housewife who only lived to take care of her children, idle in thoughts and action as her husband did all the work.

After receiving a scholarship to the University of Pittsburgh, she ran and ran fast. Now she was the media liaison for the BAU, she spoke to reporters, consoled families in their time of need. The photos of crime scenes marred the outlook she once had as a child. The world was not perfect, far from it as people mutilated others without remorse or held contempt for the same people who raised them as a child. But Jennifer loved her job because it was a challenge everyday.

However, the challenge of dealing with her lover's past is not something she likes confronting. It seemed as though Emily had a past life that no one knew of, one in which she compartmentalized until she forgot to mention it to the most important people in her life. That is what Jennifer finds unbearable and very difficult to understand but love is an addiction and she couldn't see a future without the brunette in her life.

After 5 minutes of staring at the picture, JJ gained composure or rather a sense of her surroundings. After realizing she was still in her office, JJ decided it was time to go home. Once the blond placed the offensive picture in her messenger bag, she sent a text out to Garcia telling her she was heading home and she rushed out of the bullpen, stealthily enough so no one would see her.

She wouldn't dare look at Emily for the fear of lashing out at work so she tried to distance herself from the brunette in order to clear her mind. Henry was at her parent's house as usual which was a good thing because she couldn't confront Emily with a four year old around.

On the drive to her home all she could think about was the woman in the picture as thousands of questions formed, all with different conclusions.

Why hadn't Emily told her she was almost married? Is she still married?

The thought of Emily already settled in and living the American Dream plagued JJ, thoughts like a virus eating away at the cells viable for life.

While driving on autopilot, JJ found her way home.
Robot like movements were etched into JJ's muscles as she moved to her bedroom and undressed, removing her work clothes for a comfortable sweat pants and a Georgetown T-shirt that has been torn in every way possible. Emily has been trying to steal that T-shirt away from her for the longest.

Emily.

Moving into her kitchen, JJ placed a bottle of red wine on the kitchen counter, her intent of being relaxed when Emily came home.

Home.

JJ was known to hold her liquor and in a situation like this, that was paramount. A drunk JJ wouldn't help matters any and JJ tried her best to rest the frantic thoughts in her mind.

With the envelope on the kitchen table, JJ was sitting with her hands in her hair, threading her fingers through blond hair, refusing to release the tears threatening to fall.

Finally, after an hour or so, keys were heard outside the front door as someone tried to find the right key. After a few more seconds the door opened to a very pissed of blond woman.

The first thing Emily noticed when she walked into her home was the envelope. The next was the tension in Jennifer's shoulder and the bloodshot blue eyes looking directly at her.

Emily knew something was wrong, something was very wrong as her gut clenched and she forgot how to breathe. Whatever was in that envelope was about to set off a domino effect she had no control of.

She hesitantly walked towards her blond beauty and spoke, "Babe, what's wrong? Garcia told me you left early. Why didn't you tell me?

Apparently that wasn't the right choice of words as Jennifer shot her a "Fuck you" look and responded in a raspy voice and mocked, "Why didn't you tell tell me?"
"I should be asking you the same thing."

That statement caught Emily off guard. She told Jennifer everything, she told her about her depressing childhood, being a pawn in her parents political game, she told her about her time in Italy and even about her promiscuous ways when she wasn't in her right mind and seeking comfort. She told the blond agent every-

Emily paused as her thoughts trailed off.

Oh shit.

Alex.

After Jennifer pushed the envelope towards Emily, any other words Emily had were caught in her throat as she knew Jordan had something to do with the way her fiancée was acting and dreaded to see the contents of the envelope.

After opening what was quickly becoming the enemy, her thoughts were confirmed as she went through a thousands emotions after seeing the photo that symbolized the woman she was in the past.

Fuck. How can I explain this?

Jennifer caught the look of realization on Emily's face.

"So you do know her. You both have rings on, you look happy and younger. Who is she?"

She was asking questions, Emily thought. That was a great start. She didn't throw hot grits on her yet.

"Well, uhhh. Baby, let me first say that I'm sorry I never told you about Alex and I. I was trying to forget about her and succeeded when I met you. I'm not excusing myself, I'm in the wrong here, I just wanted to say sorry."

The features on Jennifer's face soften. "I know you Emily, so I understand, just tell me who she is."

Emily continued. "Before I was apart of the team, I was dating Alex", Emily gestured towards the picture. "We were together for 3 years and in the time trust was built, destroyed and constructed again. She cheated on me and got pregnant but I loved her, so I stayed. At least I thought I loved her. During her 4th month, she started to change and my irritation heightened. Her personality was warped and I'm sure it wasn't because of the hormones, it was her. She was unhappy. There isn't much to say, she broke up with me, I was heartbroken but a few weeks later I joined the BAU and decided to start over. That picture was in my photo album, Jordan must have taken it when we were…whatever we were."

Emily's eyes stared at her fingernails as she started to pick out the dirt underneath the nails.

After listening to the brunette's explanation, JJ could hear the raw emotion in her lover's voice. Her fiancée cared about this Alex woman deeply and it was apparent in the look Emily presented when talking about the other blond. That look, along with the words that formed sentences that gave images lead JJ to ask the most important question.

Do you still love her?

A/N: Hope you guys liked it!

KXHLUVA: I'm never spelling out that name again, you know I'm talking to you. Lose weight. *head nods*. Rada Rada=No sleep. -_-. The Nanny is on though. =).