Reid and Jo both smiled and giggled with excitement.

"So, what made you do that?" She asked

"Hotch." He responded

"Hotch told you to kiss me?" Jo felt embarrassed.

"No, he told me to tell you how I feel, and for the first time, I didn't know what to say."

Jo bit her lip. "So what do we do now?"

"I have no idea." Reid smiled with optimism.

Jo put her hand on his chest. "Wait right here, I will be right back." She walked back into Clancy's. Hotch and Lisa both stared at her with inquiring eyes.

"Here." Jo called to her sister as she tossed over her keys. "I'll see you at home." She then walked over to Brian, who was waiting for her. "Thank you, again for the beer, but I am sorry, I have somewhere more important to be right now." Jo left the bar without another word.

Hotch gave Lisa a smile. "Whatever he said must have worked."

"And it's about time." Lisa grinned.

Jo met Reid back outside. He grabbed her hand as they walked down the street together.

Garcia walked into Jo's office and took a seat across from her. Jo continued to stare into nothing as the end of her pen was held below her lip. "Earth to Jo." Garcia waved.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Jo snapped out of her preoccupation and smiled at her friend.

"What is going on with you? You seem distracted."

Jo blushed realizing she was caught. "Can you keep a secret?"

Garcia moved in closer. "Oh, yes. I love secrets."

Jo glanced around to make sure no one was within earshot. "Spencer kissed me."

"What?!" Garcia shouted. Her eyes were opened wide and mouth hung open. She then realized she was so loud and whispered. "What? Wait, when did this happen?"

"Friday night."

"Friday night? Like, this last? Is that what happened when he pulled you outside?"

Jo nodded. "It just happened. So spontaneously, which is not like him." She beamed just thinking about it.

"So what does this mean? Are you two?"

"I have no idea."

"Are you going out tonight? You know, like a date?" Garcia giggled.

"No, Derek and I have combat training after work."

Garcia raised her eyebrows. "Don't you go thinking you can have a little love triangle going." She teased.

Morgan stopped Jo on her way out of the office. "Are we still on for our training tonight?"

"Of course. I was just going to go for a run first." She looked at her watch. "Seven? At the gym?"

"You got it."

"Great, I'll see you there." She smiled and walked off.

Roughly twenty minutes later, Jo stepped outside wearing charcoal gray leggings and a bright blue muscle shirt. She stretched, put in her earbuds and as Shakira's Loca played, she started her run.

It was the perfect day for a four-mile trek around the neighborhood. Jo loved her jogs. She got to let go, zone out and come back feeling refreshed. There was only the slightest chill in the air, which helped to keep her cool as her body temperature rose.

Jo stopped, only a half mile back to the gym; she waited to cross the street. She stretched out her legs as she watched the cars drive by. She pulled out her earbuds as she stared at a driver passing by. She stood in shock, almost paralyzed. She never thought she would see him again, she never wanted to.

Jo entered the gym as Morgan was in the middle of a set of sit-ups. She contemplated canceling, but thought that the work-out would help clear her mind.

"Hey, how was your run? You look exhausted."

"Oh, I'm good. I think I pushed that last half mile too hard." She threw her stuff against the wall then slapped her hands together. "Okay, let's do this."

Jo took her stance in front of Morgan. He came at her and was quickly able to get her into a headlock. He released her. "Okay, let's try again."

She charged toward him; he grabbed her shoulders and tripped her. She landed hard on her butt. He helped her back up. "Jo, get your head in the game."

"I'm sorry." She closed her eyes and shook her head. "Okay, I'm ready." This time she more focused. They grappled back and forth. She kicked his leg causing him to fall forward onto his knees.

"See, that's better." He nodded. "Let's dial it up a notch."

They started up again, practically throwing real punches. She grabbed his arm to twist behind his back. He then used his body to knock her flat onto her back. Then got on top of her and pinned her arms down over her head.

Jo became flooded with panic. "Derek... you need to get off."

Morgan could see the fear in her eyes and quickly released her and sat at her side. He watched as she scrunched her face and was breathing hard. "Are you okay? Can I get you something?"

She sat up with her knees bent in front of her and let out a sigh. "Yeah, I'm fine." She nodded, unwilling to make eye contact.

"Are you sure? I've never seen you freak out like that before."

She wrapped her arms around her legs, closed her eyes and allowed her breath to blow through her lips. "I will be fine, Derek." Jo picked herself up, and tried to shake it off.

Morgan instantly got up and tried to touch her arm but she pulled back.

"I should get going." She snatched her bag and bolted out the doors.

He went to get his phone and dialed. "Hey, Reid, I need you to do me a favor."

Jo walked into her apartment, dropped her bag onto the ground and wasted no time getting into the shower. She stood under the falling water, letting it cascade over her face. The water finally started to turn cold, forcing her out.

She dried off, threw on her lounging clothes and pulled back her damp hair into a messy folded-over ponytail.

While walking to the kitchen there was a knock at her door. She froze. She forced herself toward the door. But first she went into her gym bag and pulled out her glock. Jo looked to see Reid on the other side. She let out a relieving sigh and opened the door.

"Spencer, what are you doing here?"

He looked down to see she was holding her service weapon. "What's going on?"

She turned and put the gun down on the table.

He walked in and shut the door. "Look, Morgan called me. He wanted me to make sure you are okay."

"Spencer." She closed her eyes. "I saw him."

"Who?"

"Paul. He's here." Jo went in for a hug and he wrapped his arms around her.