Author's Note: So I've decided that I'm going to write a crossover L&O and CM, mainly the relationship between Abbie and Emily. Review, and let me know if you would read it.

Enjoy Chapter 14

When JJ walked into the courtroom on the morning of the 13th, she was shaking. And not all of her nervousness could be accounted for because of the news she was about to receive. Her entire family, mother, father, and BAU combined sat in the gallery, Emily included. But Emily wouldn't look at her. And Abbie hadn't said a word to her since they met on the courthouse steps. As if she needed reminding that she'd been such a horrible person. She hadn't slept a wink, and she was sure that it was written all over her face.

As she stood and the judge walked in, she finally realized the severity of her situation. She was about to find out that she was losing her son. There was no way the judge would give her custody when she couldn't give adequate childcare because she was hardly ever home. And on top of that, she'd irreparably damaged her relationship with the one other person she cared about with that intensity; the one other person who could even remotely relate. And no, she wasn't talking about William. Said irreparable damage, in turn, had led her lawyer to pretty much hate her. Today was going to be great. Just fucking awesome.

Abbie put her head in her hands as they waited for the judge to emerge from chambers. Emily's past had thrown her for a huge loop. She'd met Emily when she herself was only sixteen. Emily had been seventeen at the time, and had refused to talk about her time in Rome. In fact, during the course of their almost two year long relationship, the only time it ever came up was when the Princess would whisper something in one of her other languages. Usually during hot and heavy make out sessions in the hallway of Abbie's school that Emily nearly got her kicked out of, the only reason she stayed being that the reason for her expulsion would have been the daughter of the woman who's name was on most of their checks. Abbie smiled at the memory. She'd been called into the office and given the speech, after which she had skipped class and learned some amazing things about the female body with Emily.

Abbie looked at her client. She wanted so much to resent JJ. But she couldn't bring herself to do it. Yes, she might have everything Abbie had ever wanted, namely Emily, but she just couldn't. She and Emily had had something beautiful back in high school. But thats just it, it was back in high school. And although she felt pretty strongly for Emily, it wasn't the falling forever in love feelings she had for Olivia. But she really wanted to punch JJ in the face. She'd never seen Emily cry that hard in her life. And there were plenty of times she'd seen Emily cry. Just don't let the Princess hear her say that.

Judge Walshe stepped over the threshold and they stood.

"I'm sorry." She heard come softly from her right as they were sitting back down.

"I'm not the one you need to apologize to." She replied, sighting heavily.

"I know." JJ whispered, and Abbie could hear the anguish in her voice. Could tell that this needed to end.

"I'm your lawyer JJ, and that said, I don't have to give a damn about you. But she does. So, so do I." Abbie put her hand on JJ's.

"Now get ready. I'm about to turn this court upside-down."

**Judge POV**

Walshe looked out at his courtroom.

The father with his gloating face, one witness, and annoying lawyer.

The mother who had obviously resigned herself to the fate of losing her child, but wasn't happy with it in the least. Her brunette friend seated a few rows back with the fight still in her eyes. The pretty (but probably lesbian) lawyer with a surprise up her sleeve.

This is going to suck. I know know that she deserves custody of this child. But, without the appropriate care while she's working, I just can't award it to her. Having to send a child this young to overnight daycare for weeks at a time just isn't right when there's another able parent willing to take him. Although able is a serious stretch. Something just doesn't sit right with me about William LaMontagne Jr.

Walshe addressed Siegel.

"Well, it looks to me like your worries were unfounded, Mr. Siegel. There is still a room full of FBI agents in the courthouse."

The lawyer looked behind him, and sheepishly back up at the judge.

Serves you right. You should have known that when you care for someone, you're there for them. No matter what.

The Judge cut off his internal ranting and turned to Ms. Carmichael. But before he could open his mouth, a bailiff made his way over to her and handed her a folded piece of paper. He watched the wolfish grin spread across her face as she murmured something to her client and stood.

"Judge Walshe," she addressed him, "I would like to bring one more witness to the stand." She stated, obviously wanting to just get everything out in the open.

"Is there any reason this witness wasn't submitted yesterday?"

"Due to the time scheduling, she wasn't available at the time I presented my witnesses yesterday." He looked at her client, who was just as confused as everyone else in the courtroom. Except for Ms. Prentiss.

Here is where the fight comes from. Walshe thought. He mulled it over. He didn't see why he couldn't extend them this favor when they had switched with the other side so willingly yesterday.

Admit it to yourself old man, you're just trying to make one last ditch effort to be able to give that woman custody. So what if he was?

"Would you have a problem with that?" He asked Siegel, who turned to confer with his client. After a moment in which they were undoubtedly trying to figure out who the surprise witness was, Siegel turned back to Walshe.

"We do not see how it could affect the hearing. We have no problem with allowing this witness." Siegel was bluffing, and everybody in the courtroom knew it.

Emily was studiously not looking at JJ. She had made a huge sacrifice for JJ in open court, and the woman had practically crucified her for it. And then in a moment of complete abandon, she had called her mother claiming to know what she wanted for her birthday. And she'd asked for so much more than a toaster. Abbie had looked at her like she was as crazy as she felt, once she'd explained what was about to happen.

But now, when Derek turned to her, Emily had a wicked smirk on her face.

"What do you know that we don't?" He asked her quietly.

"That Will had better say goodbye to his son." She answered darkly, still smiling.

"We call Ambassador Elizabeth Prentiss to the stand."

The entire courtroom turned to look at Emily.

"Just in case you guys didn't know, thats my mother, not me." She said, the smile falling from her face when she looked away as JJ tried to catch her eye.

**Judge's Pov**

The courtroom watched with bated breath as the Ambassador took the stand.

Oh my goodness I cannot believe this woman is actually here in my courtroom. Please please please tell me she's going to be like a live in babysitter or something. I need some extraordinary news to finish making this the best day of my life.

Walshe watched as Abbie smiled at the Ambassador from her seat.

"Can you tell us why you're here today, Ambassador Prentiss?" She asked, clearly feeling that she had won.

"My daughter called me with a dilemma, one that she couldn't seem to find a solution to." She replied, going on without prompting.

"A very dear friend of hers, one whom I happened to have the pleasure of working with a few years back, was being sued for custody of her child. She said that there was a very large chance that Ms. Jareau would not get primary custody of her child, which she so obviously deserves. And she said that this was because of work. Now, my daughter knows what its like to never see her mother because of 'the job', so this was obviously hitting her pretty hard. And so we put our heads together and came up with a solution."

The Ambassador's eyes, which previously had been locked on her daughter, moved to Ms. Jareau.

"I would come to Virginia and be a live-in babysitter."

Walshe looked down at her, sort of creeped out that she was reading his mind so accurately.

"Ma'am, I hope you don't mind me asking, but I've known a few people in the higher ups, and even if they had wanted to, they couldn't drop everything for a family friend."

"Oh, this is hardly for a family friend, your honor." The Ambassador said with a lilt that spoke of newfound wisdom. "I learned a long time ago that there were things I should have done differently over the years. What I'm doing today, is making up over thirty years of heartache to my daughter."

The judge mulled it over in his head. God, I wish my ex wife had had this woman's sense.

Judge Walshe smiled, knowing that his last reservation had just been smoothed out. He knew how this was going to end, and he wasn't feeling uneasy about it in the least.

Emily sat in the gallery watching the Judge contemplate his ruling. She was almost positive he would rule in favor of the petite blonde, and she was planning on staying only long enough to find out.

Judge Walshe addressed the courtroom.

"Mr. LaMontagne, Ms. Jareau, please stand for the verdict."

They both stood, along with their lawyers, and looked at him. He took a moment to look at each one in turn, into their eyes, into their minds.

Mr. LaMontagne obviously knew he was about to lose custody of his son. Walshe could see it in his eyes. But he didn't look worried. No, in fact, he kept glancing at his watch as if he had somewhere better to be.

Mr. Siegel looked more worried about the outcome than his client did. Probably because his win lose ratio was going to take a hit.

His eyes fell on Ms. Carmichael, who was confident that they had won. Walshe smiled inwardly at her confidence. Because she had indeed won.

Ms. Jareau, however, was another story entirely. She looked a mess. Better to get this over with quick.

He took a breath and began to speak.

"I have never been met with a case that troubled me as much as this one has. On one hand, we have a mother who obviously loves her child, and would do anything for said child. And on the other hand we have a father who took that child away from his mother, who used the justice system to exact his own revenge. If it were solely up to me, Ms. Jareau would have been granted custody weeks ago. But I had to hear the case. And it left me unsettled and uneasy. As much as I wanted to give custodial custody to Ms. Jareau, it seemed that she didn't have sufficient child care. But today, with their surprise witness, Ms. Carmichael has proved that the childcare issue is resolved. So, without any further adieu, as I'm sure she would love to see her child, I award custodial custody to Ms. Jennifer Jareau, granting one weekend out of each month for Mr. LaMontagne, more if the mother so wishes."

He watched as William shrugged, shook his attorney's hand and they headed towards the back exit. The woman who had been LaMontagne's only witness brought his child in, who wanted nothing to do with his father.

"MOMMY!" The boy cried, and slipped out of the woman's arms to run to his mother, who had him in her arms faster than anyone could have imagined possible.

Walshe watched the woman's family encircle her, just her lawyer standing slightly back, an observer as much as he. He watched as the boy was handed off to his grandmother, and Ms. Jareau looked around, presumably for the person who had been so instrumental in all of this, for she was the only one not actively part of the group.

She looked up and met his eyes, hers searching frantically, and he nodded towards a side door that, moments before, he had curiously watched brunette with the fiery eyes slip through.

Derek watched as Emily slipped out of the courtroom, and then he watched JJ do the same, and so he headed out the doors, to try to catch them, hoping that yesterday wouldn't repeat itself. Apparently he wasn't the only one with that idea, because JJ's father was accompanying him. They nodded at each other, both realizing they were on the same mission, and as they turned the corner, they found what they were looking for.

Emily was making a beeline for the exit, but JJ caught her elbow. The brunette turned slowly to look at her.

"I wanted to say thank you. For everything you've done. Em, you've done so much for me, and I didn't deserve any of it."

"Jayje, don't sell yourself short. Every child deserves a mother, and with a mother as good as you, I couldn't resist helping. Henry diserved to be with you, not Crawfish."

A ghost of a smile spread across JJ's face.

Derek stepped forward, but JJ's dad held a hand up, signaling him to give them a moment.

"Look me in the eyes and tell me thats the only reason you helped me, Em." JJ said, moving slightly closer to Emily.

Emily closed her eyes before responding.

"I told you before JJ. I'd do anything for you." She turned away, keeping her head down so she didn't have to see who was watching her.

"Em?" JJ called. She stopped, but didn't turn around.

"She would have been totally equipped to handle the world. She would have been smart, and funny. She would have been just like you. Em, she would have been beautiful."

"No, Jayje. If she were all that, she'd have been just like you." Emily said quietly, and she started walking again. She stepped quickly to the left and avoided Derek (barely, he would acquiesce in his mind) and she was around the corner and gone.

JJ on the other hand, hadn't moved, except to bring her hands to her face, catching the tears, but only for a moment before they overfilled her hands and became a waterfall through her fingers. Her father stepped to her and brought her easily into his arms.

The others had made their way out of the courtroom by now, JJ's mother holding her grandson, and Abbie's searching eyes met Derek's somewhat bewildered ones. Knowing she was looking for Emily, he nodded towards the door and she mouthed her thanks at him before taking off after their dark friend. He knew he'd be stopping by there later this evening, as well.

Derek watched awkwardly from the sidelines as she stiffened in her father's arms, obviously feeling awkward too, probably because she knew they had witnessed it all. But JJ's father knew just what to do to assuage her fears, and he pulled her closer and she broke down in his arms as he spoke just loud enough for his voice to carry to where Derek stood.

"Jayje, honey, I know you're probably not ok with your old man getting into this, but I want you to know something."

JJ looked up at him.

"its okay to love her."

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