Chapter 36

JJ had been living at Emily and Mick's for a week now. She had improved slightly, but she was still silent and reeked melancholy. She hung silently around the house and Emily and Mick were running into her often. Mick had even spilled coffee on her once. The catatonic blonde hardly said a word either, and at work, she locked herself up in the office all day. She told Emily to stay away, and she did, but she couldn't help herself from looking up to her office every twenty seconds. She was worried.

Nobody else knew that JJ was staying at Emily's or that she had even left Will. Not even Garcia, their other best friend, or Hotch, Henry's possible father. On the fourth day JJ stayed in her office all day Emily decided JJ needed help. And she was going to use her secret weapon: Penelope Garcia.

The formidable tech analyst sauntered into the bullpen, flirted with Morgan, ruffled Reid's hair, and went for number twelve in her daily twenty-five coffees. That's when Emily made her move.

Emily had been watching Garcia the last few days. She seemed to be at her weakest when she was over at the coffee maker. Emily needed Garcia weak so she could swear her secrecy. Garcia had a habit of 'mentioning' things to Morgan. And if Morgan knew about JJ, there would be no more Will LaMontagne on the planet.

Emily walked over to Garcia quietly, praying Morgan wouldn't look up to see their conversation. He would know something's up, because whenever Garcia talked to Emily or JJ, there was usually a squeal and a happy dance. This conversation was too serious for a squeal and a happy dance.

''Garcia?'' Emily said, pulling Garcia away from the main traffic area: the coffee machine. People in the BAU are addicted to coffee. They must spend a $1000 dollars on coffee in their department alone.

''Yes my raven-haired thunder goddess? Is there a query that needs answering that only the Oracle of Quantico can answer?'' How did she come up with this stuff on the spot? She must write it down beforehand and memorise it. There was no way she could be that random and scary on the spot.

''Ya,'' Emily answered, slightly thrown off by Garcia's quirkiness. ''Uh I need some help. Well actually JJ needs some help.''

''Aww is my fair-haired wonder maiden in trouble? Did that cajun spice baby daddy of hers hurt her?'' Garcia asked concerned. Her stunning smile slowly disappeared as Emily tried to explain what was wrong with her beloved JJ.

''Ya he did, the bastard,'' Emily couldn't stop herself from cursing. ''They split up Garcia.''

Garcia gasped, a little too dramatically, and said ''No? I thought they were great! What happened?''

Emily explained what happened, including what happened at the house, in more detail than she gave Mick. Garcia took this WAY more personally and needed to know every detail, including what Henry was wearing because she was in love with Henry. She was his fairy godmother after all.

''OMG, I cannot believe her cajun spice baby daddy would do that to her!'' Garcia cried.

''Oh and I didn't tell you all of it! Will mighn't be Henry's father!'' Emily stated, glancing up at Hotch's office, hoping Garcia would get the hint.

''What! She slept with someone else? Who? Did she tell you?''

Emily glanced up at Hotch's office again but Garcia didn't get the hint. She wasn't allowed tell Garcia, but if Garcia figured out, granted it would be with a little prodding in the right direction, JJ couldn't kill her. At least that would be her excuse.

''She just said it was some random guy we don't know.''

''She might be lying! Maybe it's Reid, I always thought he was a bit shifty.''

''Reid? Seriously, you think Reid is a bit shifty? Reid? Do we even know the same Reid?''

''Yes! That boy genius could be a sleazy perv underneath all that adorable awkwardness! Think about it! It could be an act to hide the true Reid! How do we even know his name is Reid? How do we even know he has an IQ of 187?''

''Uh, have you heard him talk?''

''It could be all lies!''

''Garcia, he's not lying! His name IS Reid, and he is not Henry's father!''

''But think Emily! Making him Henry's godfather could be a cover! It certainly threw me off!''

''Garcia snap out of it! Reid definitely isn't Henry's dad!'' Emily hissed. This was getting ridiculous.

''You seem sure. Are you sleeping with Reid?''

''What! No! I'm not!''

''Ok then. Are you sleeping with JJ? Because I found it awfully weird that she told you and not me.''

''I am not sleeping with JJ! I'm not sleeping with Reid either! I'm not sleeping with anyone! Well except Mick.''

''Eww TMI Em!''

''Look Garcia, I need your help. JJ is miserable, and I need you to help me cheer her up.''

''Oh ok. I can do that.''

''And no mentioning Will, Kevin or relationships in general ok?''

''Eh what about the British hunk of sex god that lives with you?''

''I'll get rid of him. I can make him do anything,'' Emily smiled with a devilish glint in her eyes.

''Ok, so I'll bring ice cream and romantic movies, and popcorn, ooh and chocolate, and more ice cream and more chocolate-''

''Yaaa.. do that. We are going to have a girls night in! No men, oh and plenty of alcohol!''

''I think I love you Emily Prentiss.''