Emily stands in front of her wife and her in-laws. Before she even speaks, they all know.

"I am so sorry," she begins. "Amy was not killed by Daniel Thedoroski. She…she really did commit suicide."

JJ is clutching her brother's hand. Tears stream down her face.

"Wh—why?" Alan finally asks.

Emily explains everything that had happened from the Sunday after the family portrait up until Amy was found. By the end, Alan is holding a sobbing Sandy. Shelby is holding her husband. And JJ is pacing.

"Why the hell didn't they tell us? Or someone? Why the hell did it take this to get us the fucking answer?" JJ rages.

Emily shrugs. "They were scared, stupid kids, Jen. Jacob drowned his memories in booze and drugs. Jamie focused on her career and ignored her personal life. Over time they…they convinced themselves it didn't matter; that it was just old news."

"Well it did matter. So fuck them both!"

JJ storms out of the room. Emily looks to the others. "Do you…do you have any more questions for me? Or for the team?" The guys were out front just in case they are needed.

Alan shakes his head. "No, Emily. I think…I think Jenny needs you right now."

Emily nods and heads for the backyard. She finds JJ under the tree where her mother had found her that morning.

"Jen?" she asks warily.

JJ is wracked with sobs. She can't speak, just reaches her hand up to her wife. Emily sits down and pulls JJ close, her own heart breaking as JJ mourns her sister once again.

"Hey, Jenny, how you doing?"

JJ looks up from her math homework. "Fine, I guess. Are you really going with us to DC for my tournament?"

Amy smiles. "I'll…I'll try to, Shrimp." She sits down beside her sister. "I've got a present for you."

She takes off her necklace and gives it to JJ. JJ's eyes widen.

"But…but why?"

"Because you like it." She runs a hand through JJ's hair. "Jenny, remember: no matter what happens, I will always love you. Okay?"

JJ nods. "Sure. Okay. But it's your favorite necklace. I can't take it, Amy."

"Sure you can, Shrimp. Just wear it and remember that you had the best big sister ever."

JJ grins. "Just like your memory box says."

"That's right." Amy gives JJ a hug. "I love you, Jenny."

"Love you, too, Amy."

JJ watches as Amy leaves. She quickly puts the necklace on. Though she feels kind of bad for accepting the gift, inside she is thrilled to have it.

The next day Amy's body is found. And twenty-plus years of questions begin.

"I…I thought…it would…help," JJ says between sobs.

"What would, honey?" Emily asks.

"I thought…if we knew why…it would…it would hurt less."

"Oh, sweetheart, I don't think anything could make that hurt less. She was so young and so loved by you all," Emily says compassionately. "Nothing can take away that pain."

JJ just continues to cry in her wife's embrace. Sometimes there are not enough words, not enough hugs, not enough love to make the hurt any better. Sometimes you can only hold the one you love and hope it is enough to start the wound healing.

Two hours later Emily and JJ re-enter the Jareau house.

"MOMMY!" Henry hollers happily.

JJ forces a smile to her face and kneels down. "Hey, Little Man."

He runs over to her. He stops and stares at her tear stained face. "Boo, Mommy?" he asks her.

She nods. "Yeah, Henry, I have a boo-boo. But a Henry Hug can make it all better."

He smiles and throws himself at his mother. She pulls him in close, breathing in the sweet, innocent smell of him. As he places a big kiss on her cheek. She smiles for real.

"You give the best hugs, Henry."

"Love, Mommy."

JJ kisses his cheek. "I love you, too, Little Man. I love you so much."

Emily steps to Francesca, who smiles at the mother and son.

"Ci saranno bene?" the nanny asks.*

Emily smiles and nods. "Sì. Lei è Jennifer."**

JJ looks up at them. "Last time you were talking about me in Italian there was cussing involved."

Emily smiles. "True. And you deserved it at the time. But this time, it's all good. Promise."

JJ just nods. She stands, Henry in her arms. "Think we should go see if Grandma and Grandpa are hungry?" Henry nods happily. "Me, too."

She makes her way into the living room to find her parents speaking with Reid. He looks up and winces at her.

"Oh, Jayje, your lip…"

JJ runs her tongue over her split and swollen lip. "It will be fine. How's your hand?"

He lifts up the hand he had punched Jacob with. "Morgan makes punching look easy. Turns out it hurts like he-uh, heck," he amends with a glance at Henry.

"Yeah, it does." She walks over to her parents. "Did Mark leave?"

"He and Shelby are out front. He needed some air," Alan says emotionlessly.

JJ stares at her parents a minute, then looks at her son. "Henry, why don't you take Uncle Spencer into the kitchen for a cookie?"

"Cookie! Yummm!" Henry agrees.

Reid takes his godson and heads into the kitchen. JJ sits down on the coffee table in front of her parents. She lays a hand on each of them.

"We finally know why. I know it won't bring her back but…but now we know why. Does it help you?"

Alan rolls his neck. "I don't know yet. I think…I think I so wanted it to be that bastard that it hurts all over again because it's not. We still failed her."

Sandy takes her husband's hand. "No, Alan. We didn't fail her. We didn't know then what to look for or…or what to listen for. We loved her. It just wasn't enough to help her with the shit her peers put her through."

Alan takes a shuddering breath. "Maybe." He starts to cry. "I just miss her so much."

Sandy and JJ wrap him in their arms, crying for a girl who saw no way out except death.

Per Babylon Italian translator

*Will she be okay?

** Yes. She's Jennifer.