When Will looks through the peephole on the door he sighs. "Go away," he orders without even opening it.

"No. We need to talk, Will. Just you and me."

"You're not going to change my mind, Emily."

"Just give me one chance. What could it hurt?" she pleads.

Will thinks it over and finally opens the door. He doesn't invite Emily in. "You have five minutes."

"If I divorce Jen and sign an order stating I will stay away from Henry will you reconsider taking him from her? The only thing is I'm carrying Jen's child. When we exchange custody Henry may be with her but we can do the exchange under observation so you know I'm not interfering in his life."

Will looks away. "I…I don't know…"

"Damn it, Will, don't punish Jen and Henry because you're pissed at me. And here's another point of fact: you know my parents have connections that could crush you and would keep you from ever seeing him again. I don't want that for you or Henry. Despite what you might think I love Henry. I was willing to die for him, Will. I still am."

"Then why the hell did you let a man like Doyle into your life?"

"Fuck, Will, I never expected to have someone like Jen, let alone Henry, in my life! To be honest, I took that assignment because I was hoping it would kill me. I had nothing to live for. I wasn't close to my parents, I didn't love anyone and sure as hell didn't feel worthy of being loved. The only thing that kept me from eating my own gun was my Catholic upbringing and fear that my afterlife would be worse than the Hell on Earth I was already living in." Emily takes a deep breath. "But I lived, Will. And Jen taught me what love is. Henry taught me that my past doesn't define me. I owe them both so much. Don't let me be the reason they are torn apart. I at least owe them that much."

Will stares at the ceiling. From behind him a voice calls.

"William! Is that dinner?"

"No, Aunt Jolene."

"Well then who—oh, it's her," Jolene LaMontagne says, glaring at Emily. She holds Henry in her arms and he gets excited.

"MAMA!"

Emily forces a smile to her face. "Hey, Champ. Have fun with Daddy and Aunty. I love you."

"Don't you speak to him, you spawn of Satan!" Jolene sneers as she turns and heads back out of site.

Henry keeps calling Mama, a tantrum brewing. Emily shakes her head.

"I…I'm sorry, Will." Will just nods at her. "Look, please consider my offer. For Jen and Henry."

"You'd really do that? Walk away from them?"

"If I had to, yes. I love them that much."

Will runs a hand over his face. His aunt hollers at him.

"WILLIAM! Sent that beast away and come back to your son!"

"Shut UP, Aunt Jolene," Will snaps. He was regretting not only listening to the woman but also letting her come with him. He looks at Emily. "Can you guarantee some bastard you put away never comes after him again?"

Emily stares into his eyes. "Can you?"

Will's eyes narrow. He was so concerned with Emily's past he hadn't stopped to consider his own. Or JJ's. All three had put away men and women who would not hesitate to seek revenge on them. It's a risk all law enforcement officers take when they swear to uphold the law. They both hear Henry screaming loudly for his Mama and Jolene trying unsuccessfully to calm him. Will steps back and gestures for Emily to come inside.

"Sounds like my son needs his Mama."

Emily stares at him. "Really?"

Will nods. "Really. Shit…I'm a fucking ass, Emily. And I shouldn't have listened to that bigoted woman. But I was scared and I did. JJ's gonna kill me."

"Not if you stop this before it goes any further, Will."

Will sighs. "It's stopped. I swear. Why don't you go ahead and take him home. Our flight leaves at 6:15 tomorrow morning."

Emily sighs in relief. "Thank you, Will. I really am sorry for the fear you must have felt."

"I know you are. And I know you love him and would do everything in your power to protect him. I'm just sorry I forgot that for a time."

Emily smiles. "I understand."

They walk into the hotel room. Will picks up Henry's winter coat and looks at his aunt. "Henry's going home." She goes to say something and he raises his hand. "And if you ever want to have a relationship with me or him again you'll shut up now, Aunt Jolene. He's going home with his Mama to his Mommy."

"You're making a mistake," Jolene hisses at him.

"My only mistake was listening to you instead of talking to JJ and Emily about my fears. Give him here so we can get him bundled up." He looks at Emily. "You have a car seat?"

Emily nods. "Yes."

"Okay."

Thirty minutes later Emily unlocks the front door of her house. She hears the murmurs in the kitchen and heads that way.

"Jennifer, I promise our lawyers will take care of this," Gerald assures his daughter in law.

"It's dealt with, Dad," Emily says from the hallway.

JJ spins around. "HENRY!"

She races to her wife and takes their son in her arms. She hugs him so tightly Emily is worried she could hurt him.

"Easy, Jen. Let's get his coat off, okay?"

JJ just nods. "H—how?"

"I went and talked to Will. He's sorry. He made the mistake of listening to his Aunt Jolene. Her spite and bigotry mixed with his fear made him react badly. He's stopping the legal action. Everything will be okay, Jen. I swear."

As Emily talked, she'd eased Henry out of his coat. The little boy throws his arms around his mommy's neck and kisses her cheek. JJ reaches out and pulls Emily into a group hug.

"Thank you, Em. Thank you so much."

"No thanks needed, honey. I wasn't going to let this happen to you or Henry." She kisses JJ's forehead. "I was willing to do anything to stop this."

"Anything?" JJ questions.

Emily smiles. "Tell you later. Right now," she looks at her parents, "call your dogs off of Will. This is over and I won't have them hurt Henry's father."

Gerald looks like he wants to argue but Elizabeth lays a hand on his shoulder. "You're sure, honey?"

"Yes, Mom. I'm sure."

Elizabeth nods. "Okay."

That night as Emily gets ready for bed JJ walks up and pulls her into a hug. "Okay, talk."

Emily sighs and sits down on the bed. She tells JJ everything that was said with Will. When she finishes, JJ takes Emily's face in her hands and gives her a deep kiss.

"Thank you for what you did. But if you think I'd give you a divorce you're nuts."

Emily grins. "To be honest, I kinda figured Jolene was feeding Will's fury. Once I heard her there at the hotel I knew I could get through to him."

"And if she hadn't been there? You'd have divorced me?"

"We would have discussed it if my parent's connections didn't settle things for us. I love you, Jen. I will not be the reason you lose your son. Not to Will, not to Doyle, not to anyone," Emily vows.

JJ stares into Emily's eyes. "He's our son. Don't you fucking forget it, Emily Prentiss."

Emily smiles. "Yes, ma'am."

They stare at each other for a few minute. JJ sees the spark that had been missing in the brown eyes staring back at her. She swallows and runs her hand through Emily's hair.

"You're ready to look, aren't you?" she asks quietly.

Emily slowly nods. "Yes. With help."

JJ nods. "You have it."

JJ takes Emily's hand and leads her to the bathroom. Once again, JJ stands behind her wife and unbuttons the blouse Emily wears. Emily takes a deep breath and slowly moves the blouse off of her breast. She winces as she sees the angry red shamrock marring her beauty. Her eyes fill with tears.

"How can you not hate me for that?" she asks JJ.

"I hate that you're hurt by it. But I can never hate you, Emily. I love you." She rubs her hand over Emily's stomach. "I love the child that you carry within you. I love the way you love and protect our son. And I love that you are alive." She brings a hand up near the mark, careful not to touch the still healing wound. "Whether you have it removed or leave it, the important thing to remember is you're here, he's not. That's all I give a damn about."

Emily slowly turns in her wife's arms. "I love you, Jennifer Prentiss." She leans down and gives her a deep kiss. When it ends she stares into her wife's eyes. "Can…can I make love to you tonight?"

JJ doesn't answer with words. She simply takes Emily's hand and moves it to her breast. Emily inhales as she feels JJ's nipple harden through the shirt and bra. She kisses JJ again as her hands unbutton JJ's blouse and slip it to the floor. One flick of her wrist and JJ's bra is undone. As Emily fills her hands with her wife's breasts she moans into the kiss that has not stopped.

As one, they start towards the bedroom. By the time they are there, Emily has lost her shirt and bra also. Hands caress torsos, reacquainting both of them with the sensations only her wife can bring her.

Emily slowly undoes JJ's slacks, sliding her hand into them to cup JJ's hot, wet center.

"God, Jen, you feel so good. So fucking good." She kneels and slides JJ's pants and underwear down. As JJ steps out of them, Emily slides her tongue along the crease at JJ's hip down to JJ's damp curls.

"Oh, Emily…yes….baby…"

Emily grips JJ's ass and pulls her closer as she slides her flat tongue over JJ's clit before sucking it into her mouth.

"Oh, Em! Baby…please…need you, too. Please…"

JJ's taste and her request make Emily almost impossibly wetter. She releases JJ and allows her to lie back on the bed. Emily quickly sheds the rest of her clothes before climbing on top of her wife. Their legs twine together, allowing their clits to rub on the tight thigh muscles.

"I love you, Jen," Emily whispers before claiming her wife's mouth once more.

JJ moans as she tastes herself on Emily's lips. She rocks up against her, needing more, moaning in frustration as Emily eases away. She then moans in ecstasy as Emily slides her hand between them. Her palm rubs JJ's clit as two fingers dive in. Her hips help her thrust hard, deep, and fast. JJ meets every thrust, keening as Emily drives her to the edge of heaven.

They move faster, harder, neither woman wanting the feelings to end. Finally JJ's hips still for a moment as Emily thrusts twice more. Finally an orgasm rips through JJ and her scream is swallowed by Emily, who comes just from feeling her wife's reaction.

They lay together for a moment, gasping for breath with Emily collapsed on top of her wife. Finally Emily moves off, her hand still buried in JJ's love. Their eyes lock and finally JJ nods. Emily eases out of her and JJ's hips thrust as she comes once more. Emily smiles.

"I love that I can do that to you; that I can make you feel so much."

JJ strokes a hand down Emily's cheek. "You're the only one who ever has or ever could. Promise me you will not leave me. No matter what."

"I promise, Jen. I love you."

They kiss again. JJ slowly pushes Emily to her back. She stares into Emily's eyes as her hands play with Emily's unhurt breast. Slowly JJ brings her mouth down to the marred breast. She slowly kisses the nipple.

"Mine. All mine."

"Yes, Jen. Yours," Emily agrees as JJ reclaims that which Doyle had tried to steal.

Her mouth moves to the other breast that she kisses and sucks with abandon as Emily moans and writhes below her. JJ shifts and settles between Emily's legs. She slowly kisses her way down her wife's body. Finally she reaches her destination.

Emily has to bite her lip to keep from crying out as JJ's tongue dives deep within in her. After a few minutes, Emily needs more. She grasps JJ's hair.

"Please, baby, more. More. Please, baby."

JJ slides two fingers in as her mouth moves back to Emily's clit. She sucks the hard jewel as she pumps in and out, meeting each thrust of Emily's hips. Finally Emily can't hold back. She comes with a roar, the love of her wife driving her over the edge. JJ works her way back up.

"I love you, Emily Prentiss."

"I love you, Jennifer Prentiss."

JJ shifts. For the first time since Emily had come home, it is the brunette cradling her wife as they slip off to sleep.