"You don't want to do this," JJ said softly to Mark Douglas, "Just put the gun down." Her own gun was aimed at the man's head. Right now he had a teenage girl held tightly to his body, his arm had her head in a lock. She struggled against his grip and JJ looked at her.

"Grace, tell him how you always loved him. Even when you found out he wasn't your father he was still there for you," JJ encouraged her.

"It's true. Mark, you loved me and even when I found out you weren't my biological dad it didn't matter. I never stopped loving you either. Please don't do this to me," she said between muffled sobs.

"See Mark, she is grateful. Grace still loves you and if you put the gun down I promise you, you can see her again. No one will ever take her away from you again. Just put the gun down," she said firmly.

"You put yours down!" He shouted at JJ.

JJ gently dropped her gun to the ground and kicked it behind her. It skidded to Morgan's feet and he crouched to pick it up. He had no idea what JJ was doing. She was acting as if she needed to prove something. She was being reckless and Morgan wanted to interfere but Hotch grabbed his arm and stopped him from moving forward.

JJ glanced behind her as she stepped towards Mark and Grace. She wanted to make sure that the guys had her back. Hotch and Morgan were there, Morgan gave her a wary look but Hotch's face was encouraging. JJ carried on waking until he was inches away from Mark.

"Just let her go." JJ whispered.

"No!" He screamed as he drew his gun on JJ.

JJ lunged forwards and grabbed Grace from Mark's arms. She pulled her to the ground as she heard the shots go off behind her. They lay on the hard concrete, JJ covering Grace's body with her own as Mark's body fell to the floor behind them.

"No, no, no," Grace whimpered as she pushed off JJ and ran over the the bleeding man on the floor, "Daddy, daddy stay with me. Please,"

"We need ambulance here now. Where's the medics?" Morgan shouted into his mic.

"Come on Grace, it's ok," JJ whispered as she wrapped her arm around the crying girl.

Grace turned to JJ and buried her face in her shoulder. JJ rubbed her back soothingly and led her out of the warehouse. She got her to the paramedics and then she herself went to get her head looked at after the fall. Her sling was off now and so was the gauze but the ache was returning after the dive she had just pulled off. She mentally cursed at herself for attempting that move and JJ knew she was lucky to get away with it.

"JJ!" Hotch called from behind her as she made her way to her SUV.

"Um, yes? Sir," she added.

"What you did in there was-"

She interrupted him, "Yeah I know it was stupid. I shouldn't have dropped my gun like that in the situation we were in, I should have made sure you guys had my back and I should have indicated my intentions. I'm sorry it won't happen again."

"I was going to say brilliant," he said instead.

"Oh," was all JJ could manage.

"But I guess now you say it was kinda ridiculous."

She laughed.

"See you on the jet." He said.

"Yes boss," she smiled before she turned and walked away.

On the jet everyone was doing their own thing. Prentiss and Reid were playing chess, Hotch was writing up the case report, Rossi was asleep and Morgan was wearing headphones. JJ sat across from him and watched as he listened to his music. She leant her head back and thought about how much had changed since her night with Morgan.

It had been almost a month since Will's death and JJ felt like things were getting better. JJ and Morgan spent most nights together, the team had no idea about their relationship - or so they thought. It made it harder but it was best until they were ready to share the news. Henry was happy to have a male figure in his life again. He was constantly asking Morgan to play and build stuff. He looked up to him.

Morgan was more help than JJ could ever wish for. On the nights that she wanted him, they spent the time together in bed. The nights she wanted to be alone he would send her texts from his own apartment to remind her that he was there always. And the nights that she needed him, he would lay with her in bed whilst she cried her heart out and sometimes ate ice cream together and then he would watch over her until he knew she was safe.

And JJ herself was on the mend. She no longer wore the sling, the gauze had been removed and her hands were free to move about. The scars would always be there - mentally and physically - but they were only there as a reminder, they meant nothing for the future. JJ looked out the jet window at the passing clouds. The future was looking brighter. Work brought stability to JJ's life, it gave her the motivation to get up and go. If JJ had pulled the trigger on Partridge she would not have been able to return to work. She would not have that motivation and who knows what would have happened to her.

JJ was happy now. She no longer went to bed full of dread. She wasn't scared. She didn't jump at the smallest noises. But she would always be haunted by the thought of her attacker. Her boyfriend's killer. At least knowing he was behind bars suffering for his actions brought justice to her. And who knows, maybe one day he'll get out. Maybe one day her monster would find her again. But she would be prepared, she would stand with her pitchfork ready to fight the dragon. At least for now JJ was getting better. She was moving on.

And I'm out. See what I did there with the title!? Anyway thank you so much to everyone who has read/followed/favourited/reviewed this story. I am so thankful to those who have stuck with me during this. Special thanks to happysunshine01for her help and support. This is the last chapter but not my last story. I hope everyone has enjoyed my writing. A reminder that I am an amateur writer so sorry for any mistakes - I know there are some! Keep reviewing to let me know if you like this, old readers or new. Again THANK YOU and watch this space for my next story.