Was anyone as excited as me to see Peter on NCIS?!?!

I know there's a lot of questions about exactly what Walt did to Shelby. I know that he molested her, but I also think that he raped her. It never said it outright, but when Shelby asks Jess "Did he make you have sex with him?" and then she says "he did it to me too" I took that as he raped her as well as touched her. Just my opinion, and that's how I'm writing it. Sorry if you don't see it the same way.

Jennifer Jareau POV

JJ walked out of the room quickly, trying to save whatever dignity she had left. Her whole life had just completely unraveled, and to make it worse, her friend and sister had been there to see it.

She cursed the tear sliding down her cheek as she wiped it away. If there was one thing that Shelby and JJ had in common, it was that they were both incredibly strong. They didn't lose their composure, and they did not cry.

JJ nearly walked into Hotch. "Whoa there." he said. "Hey, weren't you supposed to grab a few more hours of sleep?" he asked as the rest of the team appeared behind him. Apparently this was the place to be. Wonderful.

"Yeah, Emily needed some help with the victim..." she said absently. Through her years in hell, JJ (or Shelby, rather) had learned that when faced with a difficult situation, it was best to separate yourself emotionally. But, like most things, that was way more easier said than done.

"JJ, what the hell?" Speak of the devil, JJ thought as Emily's voice sounded from behind her.

JJ whirled around. "Em, where's Jess?"

"She completely broke down in there; I doubt she even knows I left."

Hotch looked at Emily, shocked. "Prentiss, you left an assault victim alone, crying?"

"Hotch, with all due respect, you did not just witness what I did."

"What do you mean?"

Ignoring him, Emily turned to JJ. "Jayje, did he rape you?"

JJ just about heard Reid's jaw drop to the floor. "Emily..."

"Jennifer, answer the question."

JJ was frozen for a minute. She never called JJ "Jennifer". Never.

"JJ, answer her." Rossi ordered.

"Um..."

"JJ."

"He...he just..."

"JJ."

"Yes!" She screamed. Everyone stared at her. "Yes! Are you happy now? Because I sure as hell am not!"

Emily just looked beyond her, staring at the wall. "But when I got there, he hadn't even taken your shirt off yet. You were still dressed. I wasn't that far behind..." By the end, she was more talking to herself than anyone else.

JJ shook her head, then whispered, "Not then."

The team thought they heard it wrong. "What?" Reid asked.

JJ sighed. "It's ironic, isn't it?"

"What is?"

"Walter Blaine."

"You mean the guy who molested his step-daughters? The one who got let out of prison? What does he have anything to do with this?" Rossi asked.

"You know his name, you know everything about him. You could probably tell me his favorite color. But do you know the names of his step-daughters?" The confused agents shook their heads slowly. "Of course you don't. The monsters are all we care about, all we notice." The team noticed that she said "monsters" instead of "unsub" or even "bad guy". That was definitely an emotional connection. "The victims are nothing to us. Well, their names are Merrick. Shelby and Jess Merrick."

It clicked for Emily. She gasped, and her hand flew to cover her mouth. "Oh my gosh."

"Still not getting it," Morgan complained.

"That's Jess Merrick in the other room, crying," JJ said.

"Oh. So is Walter Blaine the unsub?" JJ nodded. "So he's looking for Shelby. How are we going to find her?"

"You won't have to look far." Peter's voice came from behind the team.

"Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to leave," Hotch said.

"No, I'm not leaving. I just got Juliette's call. She said you were coming up!"

"Peter, you need to get out of here, now," Hotch insisted.

"Shelby, she said you were coming. She told me what happened! Let us help you!"

"JJ, please escort Mr. Scarbrow out of here," Hotch ordered.

JJ didn't know what it was that made the response slip out. Maybe it was flashbacks. Maybe, as Reid would have explained, because scent is the strongest sense, the smell of the woods had triggered some sort of memory that caused her to say it. Whatever it was that forced it out, JJ said, "Yes, my captain."

Hotch looked at JJ, baffled. That reply was so...un-JJ. There was no other way to describe it. "Oh, gosh," she gasped. "I'm sorry, it just..."

"I knew it," Peter smiled triumphantly.

"What? What's going on? What did you know?" Reid asked.

"That's what Shelby used to always say to me. You are Shelby."

Just then, everything seemed to get about a hundred times worse. The doors behind JJ flew open. Peter's eyes grew wide, as did the team's. JJ turned on her heel. Coming up to greet her was a familiar face. And an unfamiliar fist.

JJ cringed as the fist made contact with her face. Morgan ran up and grabbed Daisy's arms, pulling her far away from JJ. Ezra was standing in the doorway, not wanting to get involved.

"Hey! You don't touch her!" He yelled, his grip tightening quickly as Daisy struggled.

"No! She left! She left us all!" She screamed. "How could you do that to us? To your sister? She's on her way up here, you know. You're going to have to face her!"

"Jess was...on her way up?" JJ asked quietly. Morgan looked at her in confusion, his grip lessening ever so slightly.

"JJ, what are you...?"

"JJ?" Daisy snorted as she finally escaped Morgan's grasp. "You are now--"

"Daisy!" another voice? JJ turned around again. Jess had gotten out!

Jess walked up to hug Daisy, but Hotch defensively held her back. He was trying to protect her; she had, after all, just attacked JJ.

Instinct took over. JJ screamed and tried to push Hotch away from her sister. "No! Don't touch her! Stay away! Get away from her! NO!"

Daisy, Ezra, and Emily understood what was going on. Both Ezra and Emily tried to hold JJ back, tried to keep her from attacking Hotch. She struggled in their grasp until, finally, she began crying and nearly fell over from exhaustion. The only thing that kept her from falling to the ground was Emily and Ezra's arms around her.

Jess took a tentative step forward. "You don't have to protect me anymore, you know. He's your boss, he's not going to do anything to me. Walt isn't here, he can't hurt us."

"He did hurt us," JJ sobbed, leaning farther into her friend's arms.

"But that was different. That was a single attack, something that will leave us no different than we were before. That was nothing. That was not the monster; that was Walt."

JJ took deep breaths, trying to calm herself. "And that's not what I'm talking about. What he did—well, that will stick with us forever. That's who we are now. Thanks to him, our entire lives are completely different; completely changed."

Hotch asked the question that was on everyone's mind. "JJ, is there something we should know?"

Daisy snorted as she backed further away from JJ. "Yeah, JJ, is there anything you haven't told them about? Like, I don't know, your life?" Emily and Ezra both unwillingly let go of JJ as she feebly pushed them away.

Morgan turned towards Daisy. "Who the hell are you supposed to be?"

Daisy's icy stare turned to JJ. "I'm supposed to be her best friend. I guess she couldn't hold on to those very long, now could she? First Patty, now me. Who's next?"

"Don't talk about her like that!" JJ snapped. "Patty's death was her own fault. You can't throw that weight on me—I've been dealing with people doing that my whole life. And for a while, I believed them! But now, I know different. Now, I can live for myself."

"JJ?" Rossi asked expectantly.

JJ sighed. "Patty was my best friend. She taught me...how to survive. One day, she OD'd. I...I watched her die. I sat and watched my best friend die."

"Serves you right!" Daisy yelled. "If you hadn't--"

"Daisy, come on, don't lay this all on her. She's had a hard enough time."

"Shut up, Freikin. I can do this myself."

Hotch was completely overwhelmed. "Okay. Let's take this one step at a time. Who are you?" He asked the curly-haired man.

"Ezra Freidkin; Daisy's wife." JJ flinched at this—she had missed her best friend's wedding?

"Right. JJ, first thing's first. Do you know this Shelby?"

"Yes."

"Who is she?"

JJ looked up at Jess pleadingly. She couldn't do this; there was no way. After spending ten years building up these walls, she couldn't knock them down on her own. She wouldn't be able to live with herself.

But Jess refused to play this game.

Luckily for her, she didn't have to.

"You left me." One more voice, one more person in the room. JJ didn't even have to turn around to see who it was; she would recognize that voice anywhere.

"I told you I love you, and you left me. How dare you, Shelby Merrick? How could you?" Scott Barringer exclaimed from the doorway.

Oh my gosh, literally the hardest thing I've ever written. Please review! Good? Bad? What do you think?