JJ fished her cellphone out of her purse as she and the rest of the team walked through the hotel parking lot, coming back from supper. She found her phone on the second ring. Will.

Some second sense made her stop walking. Rossi and Morgan, ahead of her, didn't notice. Emily and Hotch were immersed in their conversation, thus walked right by. It was Spence, who had actually become her official partner since she became a true profiler, who stopped and inquired if everything was all right.

"Yeah. It's Will, so I'll probably be a while."

Spence's eyebrows drew together. She always called Will, not vice versa, and he knew that. However, he respected her privacy enough to shrug and walk off, digging out his own cell, probably to call Leah.

JJ answered the phone. "Will, what's wrong? Is Henry sick?"

"No, JJ, he's fine. Up in bed asleep. It's us. JJ, this isn't working anymore."

"Will-" She'd known things were getting bad, but, profiler or no, she hadn't seen this coming. Not yet, and certainly not over the phone.

"No, don't. I've asked Mrs. Tupper to stay with Henry until you get back. I quit my job today. I'm moving back to New Orleans. I'll be gone by the time you get back."

"So quickly?"

"I think a clean break would be best for Henry. For all of us."

"Fine." JJ had had her own reserves about their relationship from the beginning, and that made it easier to keep her pride intact, at least in her voice. "What about Henry, custody?"

"Keep him, he's always been a momma's boy, anyway. Being raised by a single cop in New Orleans ain't the best way to grow up anyhow. I should know. I've explained everything to Henry."

"Fine." That was really all she could think to say.

"Goodbye, JJ." Will said.

She knew he meant for more than a night.

"Bye."

She closed her phone, dropped it into her purse, and walked at a fast clip into the hotel, managing to keep herself together until she was inside the room she shared with Emily. There, she dropped onto the bed nearest the door and began crying. First, only a few tears, but it quickly escalated. When Emily emerged from the bathroom, JJ was outright sobbing.

Neither of them said a word, and JJ absently wondered if Spence had told Emily about Will's call. Emily came over and wrapped JJ in her arms, murmuring motherly reassurances into her hair as JJ curled into the older woman's arms.

"It's over. Will left me."