AN/ OK, this is mostly a JJ/Reid chapter (like most of this story has been so far) :) Thanks to everybody that has reviewed. I don't own criminal minds, sorry if I had you confused :)

"Parents, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedules this week for your children." Mr. Blakely said warmly to the group gathered in his office that Monday morning. The team (sans Morgan and Garcia) were gathered, along with two other students and their parents.

"We have hopes that this experience will help your children to become competent adults." He continued shaking his head warily in the direction of the teenagers, "You'll have a driver, a Mr.--" He looked down at his files "Derek Morgan, escort you each morning to the seminar and escort you back home. He should be waiting outside for you now."

Once they had arrived at the seminar, they were quickly shepherded into 'family therapy sessions.' An Asian woman, Dr. Bently, looked over her glasses warily at JJ, Hotch, and Emily.

"So, Miss...Hotchner, you've had quite the experience at your new school." Dr. Bently stated simply.

"I don't appreciate your sarcasm." Hotch said quickly as Dr. Bently eyed him deeply.

"Mr. Hotchner, I have been doing this a long time. So, why don't we skip the unpleasantries, eh?" The doctor snapped. "In fact, I could probably tell you your issues right now." Emily involuntarily raised her eyebrow at the woman's presumptuousness. "You don't believe me?" Dr. Bently scoffed. "Fine. Mr. Hotchner, you are an overbearing stickler for the rules. You don't believe that people should ever have an unfair advantage or not be subject to the rules that you believe in. You have given Jennifer every opportunity to rebel and every inclination to do so."

JJ involuntarily chuckled. In a few short weeks, JJ had come to feel true empathy for little Jack and his future. The doctor heard JJ's chuckle and turned on her.

"Jennifer. You are spoiled and manipulative. You are self-centered, like most teenagers, but have little regard for the feelings of others." JJ sat back shocked, trying not to feel a little hurt.

Emily nearly choked. Although JJ was her best friend in every way, it was interesting to have an outsider pull out a person's nuances--even if they were a tad bit off.

"Finally. Mrs. Hotchner. I would bet that a large portion of the teenage rebellion is due to your constant demeaning role. Step parents often feel as though they must over compensate, and the additional social dynamics lead an adolescent to act out inappropriately."

This time it was Hotch who chuckled. Although he had a sneaking suspicion that the doctor's assessment of himself had likely been close to correct, it was nice to know that they could miss the mark. Emily was the most compassionate person he had ever met, and if anyone ever called her demeaning, well then they would be flat out lying.

Meanwhile, Rossi and Reid were in a session of their own. A greying red-haired man didn't look up at them as he wrote diligently in a notebook. "Hmm, that's interesting."

Finally, Rossi had enough "Look, what do you want to know?"

"I think I already have everything I need." The man sat back satisfied, "But, since we have twenty more minutes, let me ask you Spencer--tell me about Miss Hotchner." The doctor commanded. Reid smiled as he thought of his new relationship with JJ. He thought back to the night a couple of days before.

"Look kid, don't be nervous." Rossi scoffed as he helped Reid tie the bowtie on his suit. Morgan was actually fairly surprised at how nice the kid looked in a tux.

"Don't be nervous!?!" Reid asked incredulously. "I have never been to a major high school activity, not to mention a DANCE!" Reid insisted.

"Kid, I will only say this once. We have all been waiting for years for you two to finally get together. If it was anybody else, you could be worried, but its JJ. You like JJ." Morgan intervened.

Reid softened a little at the mention of the blonde that had been such a prominent part of his dreams of late. Looking over himself once more, and getting the approval from Rossi, he drove quickly over to the home that the others shared.

"Why am I so nervous?" He asked himself aloud as he knocked on the door.

"Reid. Come on in." Hotch answered the door quickly and ushered him in.

"Umm, is she ready yet?" He figeted with the cuflinks on his tux.

"Reid, she's a woman. Of course she's not ready yet. We probably have about twenty minutes." Hotch smiled.

True to form, JJ and Emily descended the stairs twenty-five minutes later. Emily had curled JJ's hair and helped her do an elegant up-do. Spencer Reid had read hundreds of books that detailed the beautiful art from the renaissance. He had looked at pictures of the many wonders of the world. But none of that could compare with the sight before his eyes. JJ wore an elegant black dress, that seemed to make her blue eyes shine in comparison.

"Uh, JJ, you look...nice" Reid said lamely, euphoric at his luck as to win over the most beautiful woman the bureau had ever employed.

"Thanks Spence, you look nice too" JJ responded, proud that she rendered the talkative genius speechless.

The couple left their FBI commrades, happy to be alone from the prying eyes. Although they appreciated the support for their relationship, there were times their friends supported them a little too much. Like the time Morgan tried to remind Reid of the many forms of contraceptives and their uses.

"So, We are actually going to a high school prom." JJ scoffed slightly.

"Did you know that this will be my first high school dance? When I was 10 and 11, I had no use for dating--I hadn't hit puberty yet. By the time I actually noticed girls, I was a senior in high school and they were all too old for me." Reid said, hoping that JJ would some how find that cute instead of completely dorky.

"Well, let's make it memorable" JJ said, grabbing his hand while they entered the crate-paper and balloon decorated area.

"Yeah, I am only, like, a decade late." Reid said softly.

JJ pulled him around, forcing him to get pictures and not letting him go near the refreshment table until halfway through the dance. "If this is your first dance, it's gonna be real." She had insisted. Dancing with her just felt right, and although they were surrounded by throngs of hormonal sweaty teenagers, it felt as though they were the only two in the room. The evening passed way too quickly, and after the dance they had sat in the car. Initially they began talking, which led to kissing, which led to the best night of his life.

Eventually, the night had ended early the next morning. Dropping JJ off, he walked her to the door.

"Um, JJ? Thanks." Reid offered, hoping she would know how truly grateful he was to have her in his life.

"For what? I had a great time tonight, Spence." Once more she embraced him and kissed him lovingly.

"Umm. I think that's Emily watching us. I should go." He said sheepishly. He may have won over the girl of his dreams, but it was a little awkward to express it in front of his friends and coworkers.

"Spence?" Her call stopped him mid stride. "I love you."

"Spencer?" The old doctor looked at him searchingly.

"Sorry." Reid answered sheepishly. "Umm, Miss Hotchner? Well, she's probably the best thing in my life right now." He said with a smile.