Author's Notes: I'm reposting this because yesterday was weird. Sorry for the confusion (and thank you to the person who reviewed it before I reposted it. You're awesome. :) )

"You were late today."

JJ nods, washing her face. "I had a few things to do at the office before picking up the food."

"You got China One. Isn't that near Reid's place?"

She pauses and looks up at him through the mirror. He stares at her, leaning against the wall, arms crossed. She licks her lips before turning to face him. "It is. I went to talk to him,"

"And then you come home, upset. What happened?"

"Don't give me that attitude, Will. Nothing happened."

She sees the muscle in his jaw flex as he clenches his jaw. "So Spencer just makes you cry now, just like that."

"I wasn't crying."

"Even the two year old noticed it, Jennifer! What is going on? You've been acting strange all week."

She sighs. "It's nothing, Will. I promise."

He shakes his head. "No, it's not nothing. You have dinner with Spencer and everyone and then you're all weird and then you go to Reid's and come home crying. That's not nothing, Jennifer. Tell me what's going on. Are you having an affair?"

"No!" She cries out, looking at him. "Why is that always your first suspicion with him, Will? Nothing has ever happened with me and Reid before. Nothing."

"Bullshit, Jenn! Penelope is always talking about how you two went on a date and-"

"One date! One, because Gideon thought Spencer needed to get out. We went to a damn football game, Will. It wasn't some big romantic deal! It was just a game!"

"And the three days you spent at his place?" Will asks and JJ sighs, Garcia really needs to learn to keep her mouth shut. "And Derek told me about that, by the way."

She glares at him when he basically reads her mind.

"He spent two days tortured by an psychotic. He was beaten. He DIED, Will. He needed someone to help him and I felt guilty for what happened. You don't know what Hankel did. You weren't even around then, so why does it matter? I could have had a whole relationship with Spencer before you came around! It wouldn't matter now because I'm with you."

"His our son's godfather. It would matter! It would matter a lot!"

"This whole thing is absurd. I didn't have a relationship with him, so talking about it is ridiculous."

"You're the one who brought it up, Jayje." He walks towards her, leaning against the sink. "I just want to know what's going on."

"Nothing. It could be nothing. I don't know yet, Will. I overreacted. I got overly emotional, but it's really nothing right now and if it becomes something, I'll tell you about it. It's just not my place to tell yet."

He watches her, confused. "Is he okay?"

"He's just going through some things and I let it get to me." She leans up and kisses him. "I promise there's nothing for you to worry about."

He kisses her before nodding. "Okay." He doesn't sound convinced, but it's enough to end the conversation. "I have to get ready for work."

She nods, watching him leave the bathroom. She breathes out, feeling bad. She had just lied to Will. Well, sort of lied. She hadn't told the whole truth, which if she was talking to Henry, that was a lie. She pushes away from the sink and moves into the bedroom to see him changing shirts. She walks past him moving to Henry's room. The little boy laid sprawled out on his bed, fast asleep. She leans over, brushing his long blonde locks out of his face. She kisses his forehead before sitting in the rocker, thinking about everything.

She didn't know why Spencer and she were having these problems now. They had been friends for almost 7 years now, what had changed? It couldn't just be because she thought he was attractive. She thought Derek was attractive too, but never once had thought about kissing him. Okay, there was that once, but she had been very drunk and he had been holding her up, hands against hard muscle. She shakes away the thoughts. That did not matter. Or did it? Derek was attractive. He had the body of a Greek god. Everyone thought he was hot. Spencer, on the hand, was a 6'1 scrawny man who sometimes she didn't know if he was speaking English or not. She closes her eyes, leaning back in the chair. Spencer Reid was not her type.

"Hey."

She opens her eyes at the voice. She watches him as he walks up to her, raising her head to keep her eyes on him as he gets closer.

"I'm sorry, cherie." He murmurs, leaning over to kiss her. "I know I'm being ridiculous."

"You know they say that if your significant other believes you're cheating, they're most likely the one that's cheating."

He smirks. "Oh, really?"

"Mmhmm. Are you having an affair with the nanny?"

He laughs. "Oh yes. Me and Brandi have a fiery bouts of passion when you're at work. It's incredible."

She smiles against his lips when he kisses her again. "Mmh. They say you got to watch out for the shy, quiet ones." She wraps her arms around his neck, keeping him close. Will was her type. Will was the type of guy her dad would approve of. Her hands move through the back of his hair before he pulls away. He smiles at her, kissing her forehead.

"I'll see you when you get home from work." He tells her.

"I love you, Will."

He smiles. "I love you too."

Criminal Minds || Life

"Ms. Jareau, you have a visitor. Ma'am."

She looks up to see a man in a military uniform and Spencer Reid.

"Thank you, Lieutenant."

Spencer watches the man leave before looking back at JJ. "Your security is way more than ours."

JJ chuckles. "This is the Pentagon, Spence."

He nods. "That's very true." He sits, fidgeting.

She walks around the desk, sitting against the edge. "What are you doing here?"

"I was thinking about our conversation."

She nods. "Oh?"

"And I… I realized that we never really talked about the thing that you came to talk about."

She straightens. "Oh."

He looks up at her before looking back at his hands.

"And you want to talk about that now?" She asks, her voice betraying her when it waivers slightly.

He stands up and paces for a moment. "I… You asked me if I really felt the way that I said I did when…that night."

She watches him before nodding. "I did and you said that it didn't matter, because it was inappropriate."

"It is inappropriate. It's very, very inappropriate." He walks over to her and she looks up at him.

"Alright." She says, slowly, watching as his eyes move over her face.

"But I can't stop thinking about it." He says, honestly and she notices his eyes fall to her lips. She licks him, instinctively.

"You can't?" She pushes, trying to get him to say more. She can hear her heart pounding in her ears as he continues to stare at her lips.

"I… keep feeling your fingers against my lips and I….I think about…." He trails off, his eyebrows furrowing. "I should go." He says after a moment. "This was a bad idea. This was very very bad."

He turns to leave and she grabs his arm. "Spence, stop."

He turns back and looks at her.

"Talk to me." She urges.

He swallows visibly before he leans in and kisses her. It shocks her and she pushes him back at first, their eyes both wide as they stare at each other. Her fingers clutch as his shirt before tugging him back, kissing him again, softer this time. He pulls away first and looks at her.

"This is bad." He mutters before he leans into kiss her again. She meets him half way, unable to resist. He kisses better than she expected. He isn't shy at all in his touches at all and reaches out, his hands moving up his thighs, not hesitating at all. She pushes him back a little, her hands running over his chest as she tries to calm her breathing. His hands move to her desk, moving in between her legs. She looks him over before raising her eyes back to his face.

"This is very bad," She agrees.

Someone clears their throat and Spencer turns to look as she looks over his shoulder. It's the same Lieutenant from earlier.

"Ms. Jareau, you're," He clears his throat, straightening, eyes forward. "You're needed in the conference room. Secretary Mabus is about to arrive."

Her eyes widen and she pushes Spencer back, getting off the desk. "Yes, of course. Lieutenant. I'll… I'll be right there."

"Yes, ma'am. Sir." He nods before turning and walking away.

"Shit, Shit, Shit." She mutters, running her fingers through her hair. Spencer sits against the desk, watching her pace before he reaches out to grab her, tugging her forward. She looks at him as he runs his hands over her back.

"It's okay. Calm down."

"Calm down! I just kissed my best friend and I have a meeting with the secretary of the Navy and now… you have your arms wrapped around me." Her voice lowers as she finishes. "You have your arms around me, Spencer." She says it softly, her hands moving over his chest again. She looks at him.

"We have to talk about this." She tells him.

"But we can't right now. Because you have a meeting."

"I have a meeting." She leans in to kiss him again. He pulls back first.

"Now. You have a meeting now."

"Right! Right. Now. Uh.." She looks over her shoulder. "Lieutenant Donahue?" She calls, moving out of Spencer's arms again.

The man appears. "Yes, ma'am?"

"Will you escort Dr. Reid out, please?"

"Yes ma'am. Dr. Reid?" Donahue waits as Spencer smiles at JJ.

"You'll do great. Just be yourself."

"Yeah." She watches as Donahue and Spencer leave, leaning back against her desk for a minute. She didn't have time to think about any of this right now, but her mind was going crazy. She had kissed Spencer. Twice. Three times! She groans before her fingers move over her lips. Spencer had kissed her. They had kissed and it had been… amazing. No, no. She couldn't think about that. Or how Will would react. Oh, God. Will.

"Jareau!"

She straightens, pushing the thoughts out of her head before grabbing the files off her desk and rushing to the conference room. All of that would have to wait until the meeting.