A/N I hope you enjoyed the last chapter. This chapter is going to heat up the story. This is the beginning of what you have all been waiting for. So please review. Let me know what you think. If you are confused, please let me know what has you confused. I might be able to help more people enjoy the story if I missed something. Thanks.

Chapter 52

JJ wakes up the next morning feeling tired. They'd played volleyball and cards. She is now figuring out that her body is not happy about this. As she slightly moves, her muscles rebel. This is turn has her wincing. Not just from the physical pain, but also from the mental pain of facing that awful house that seems to have single handedly turned her life upside down. Right now she feels it's the bane of her existence. That house took her Tom. And left her a shell that once was her. The scene the same as the moment it happened. Could she really do this? Really do this alone? But then she places her hand on her belly and realizes she isn't alone.

This gives her new determination. She has to do this for her baby. If she could make it over this hurtle, then maybe being a single mother wouldn't be so bad.

As JJ slowly falls out of her old childhood bed, JJ repeats to herself that she CAN do this. All through her shower, still chanting she can do this. While eating a bowl of cereal.

John walks into the kitchen as JJ's eating her cereal. He kisses her on the top of her head as he always did while she grew up.

"Hey Jenny. How's my baby and her baby this morning?" John asks, grabbing a bowl from the cupboard.

"We are ok dad. How are you? How's mom doing?" JJ asks, knowing her mother never really got back to normal after the whole rape kit ticket incident. And with Penelope having no luck making things worse. JJ worried. Ironically, she get that from her mother.

"We're both fine. Well, achy and sore, but fine none the less." John says, pouring a cup of coffee and grabbing his bowl.

"Mom should just realize that my normal logical thinking has gone out the window. With all the stress, the pregnancy and now going back to work, I'm not a pillar of sanity. It seems to be like quick sand. The harder I try to get back to normal, it seems to stick me more in the opposite direction. I was thinking maybe mom would like to see a therapist. She doesn't seem to want to talk about it with us. There was you guys about to divorce. She's had a lot to deal with. We all have." JJ says, staring into space.

"Jen, you need to focus on you and the baby. I'll look after you and your mother. We will be fine. So what do you have planned for today?" John asks, pouring cereal and milk into his bowl.

"Well, I need to borrow your vehicle to run into town please. Then maybe we can get my car. I hate being dependent on others to get me places." JJ says, finishing her cereal and going to the sink to rinse her bowl out.

"Sure baby. Do what you need to do, then come back and we can make sure you have your car." John says, watching JJ.

"Dad, it's ok if I stay here until I can sell my house and buy another, right?" JJ asks, fearing she's encroaching on her parent's reunion.

"Sure! Honey, it's good to have you home. Stay as long as you want. I'm sure your mother would rather have you here." John says, almost bringing up her stalker.

"She's worried about this person or persons, right?" JJ looks at her dad. Reading his face.

"Sure, we all are. If this guy or guys are ballsy enough to break into an FBI's home and murder a detective right next to her, then we are dealing with a very scary person." John says, seriously.

"I know dad. We've had people going through the cases we've done to see if there is a connection there. We'll get to the bottom of this. I love you dad. Can I get your keys? I need the truck. I'm picking some stuff up. Need anything from the store while I'm out?" JJ asks, holding her hand out for the keys. Just like when she was a teenager.

"Na. If I need anything, I'll take your mother's car. You be careful driving. If you have to, pull over and call me. Are you sure I can't drive you? You know like old times. I don't mind being your chauffer." John says, nervously. Almost afraid if he lets her go, something disastrous will happen. Not thinking Abby or himself could handle losing her.

"Dad, I'm just going to pick up a few things. I'm not driving in the Indy 500 or going to pick a fight with a rival gang. I'll be ok. I'm an FBI agent. If I can't do simple tasks, then I'm useless." JJ says, leaning up and kissing her dad on the cheek as she plucks the keys out of his hand.

"Well, couldn't you take a friend with you? I'm sure…" John is cut off.

"Dad, my friends have given up a lot for me recently. Their lives and jobs on hold. This is the last day we have to get things in order and spend time with our loved ones. I'm going to pick up a few things, then come back home and make you and mom a big 'you're going to be grandparent's dinner. Then I'm going to bed early. I was thinking of staying at Aaron's, but I have to straighten up and remember that Aaron will be needed to be called Hotch again. I need to get back to at least part of what my life was before. I need to give my friends and co-workers the time to have fun without me. I've asked too much." JJ says, kind of sad. She grabs her purse. She turns to say, I'll have my phone. If you need something or want something from the store, call me. Be back soon. I love you dad." JJ smiles and leaves. John's gut is telling him something's wrong. He just can't put his finger on it. So he does the only thing her can think. He calls Aaron.

"Hotchner." Aaron answers his cell phone.

"Aaron, this is John Jareau. I'm sorry to call and bother you when you are having father son time." John says, starting to think he might have over reacted.

"It's ok John. What's up?" Aaron asks, somewhat nervous.

"It's probably nothing. Just an old worried father over reacting to nothing. But Jenny took my truck to go get a few things. I don't know what that means, but it has the fear of God in me. I asked her to take me or one of her friends with her, but she didn't want to bother any of you. Saying that you all had plans before you go back to work. I don't want to cause trouble over nothing, but I'm afraid more than nothing." John says, almost emotional.

"It's ok John. I think I know what's going on. I think she's gone back to her house to get some work cloths and start packing her stuff. Let me take Jack to his aunts, then I'll swing by her house. I told her I would go with her. She knows that she needs to be with someone when doing this. Not just the mental support, but this guy is still out there. Maybe we should have told her that he hit Jason. Maybe she wouldn't do this. But I didn't want her afraid of the farm too. I'm messing up all over with her. I know she's my agent, but she's also my friend. I don't want her to get hurt." Aaron says, while John listens.

"Sounds to me that you have more than Boos/Friend feelings for my Jenny. Maybe that's the issue." John says, with a smile.

"I would never take advantage of JJ that way. She's grieving Tom and Melody. She's under too much stress." Aaron says, not denying his feeling.

"Aaron, I didn't say you didn't respect her. I said I believe you care on a romantic level as well." John says, making it clear.

"Ok, I admit I care for JJ in an adult manner. Would it bother you or Abby if I pursued JJ when she's had enough time to grieve?" Aaron asks, nervously. He thinks John and him have a good understanding of each other and see each other as friends. But dating a friend's daughter is something completely different.

"Aaron, I like you. You're a fine, stand up kind of guy. All I want is for my Jenny to be happy and treated right. Same with my grandchild. I think you can be that someone for her. But in the end it's her choice. I wouldn't mind seeing you at holidays and get togethers. I think Tom would agree. You'd take good care of JJ and the baby. But the whole thing comes down to what Jenny really wants. You just let me know if I can help." John says.

"I will. Call you when I'm with JJ." Aaron says, then hangs up. He can't believe that she'd do this alone. The plan was to spend the day with Jack until 4pm. Then he would come get her and they'd go together. It was only 10am. Aaron quickly gathers Jack and heads to Haley's sisters house.

"I can do this. I can do this." JJ chants as she pulls her father's dodge ram truck into her driveway. The last time she'd been there was at Tom's death. Covered in blood.

JJ sits there, in the truck. She looks at the door she came out of and was unable to walk. Tears well up in her eyes. The thought of Tom's life slowly draining from his body and blanketing her body. Almost as if even in death he was protecting her.

JJ sobs for a moment. Then wipes away the free falling tears. She removes the keys from the ignition and climbs out of the truck. Shaking, JJ puts the keys in her pocket and reaches into the other pocket for her house keys.

After shutting the truck door, she slowly makes her way to the entry door. The closer she gets, the tighter her chest feels.

Standing at the door, JJ takes a deep breath and exhales. Her right hand reaches out, trembling. She tries to put the key in the lock a few times. It finally goes in. She slowly turns the lock and opens the door. An odor hits her as if she'd just been slapped across the face. She wrinkles her nose and brings a hand to her face. She knows that smell. It's a dead body. Or was it just left over smell from Tom? She leans toward dead body. Newly dead body. She goes to grab her phone, but she left it in her purse in the truck. So she slowly continues forward to see who and where this body is.

She's in the living room and no body. She would see the body if it were in the kitchen/dining room. So she slowly goes down the hallway that she walked down to leave the house. She sees the blood smears on the wall from her. Her heart beats overtime the closer she get to her room. If anyone where there, they'd be able to see her shaking.

She feels close to faint. She opens her bedroom door. There in the middle of the floor is her neighbor man. Dead. He's a paste gray. Under his is more blood. Fresher blood. JJ's breathing quickens. She thinks poor Mr. Webber. He was a harmless old man of 73. She goes to turn around to go back out to the truck, but hears the door slam shut. It sounds like the front entry door.

JJ stops breathing. Closes her eyes and prays and begs God to let it be one of her friends. Or a cop. But then hears a terrifying sound. A man's whisper, "Jennifer, here I come."

JJ tries to gently, quietly and honorably climb over Mr. Webber's body to get to the window. When she gets to it, she can't open it. She tries the lock. Before she can look more, she hears the bedroom door move. She stops, closes her eyes and prays for her and her babies souls. She opens her eyes and looks to both sides of her. Looking for something to use as a weapon. She finds a picture frame with her and Tom. She grabs it, breaks it and uses the biggest piece of glass. It cut her fingers, but the pain didn't register over the tears.

This man walks into the room. She sees his face. "Oh my God! You! It can't be!" JJ stares at the man.

"I'm afraid so Jennifer. This nick name JJ is so ridiculous. Your name is Jennifer, Jenny or slut! Tease is good too. Sorry you missed Melody's and Tom's funerals. They were both sweet. Tragic how Mel dies. She knew too much. Just ask Rebecca Weston. Oh, that's right, she's dead too." He smiles an evil grin.

"You killed Rebecca?" JJ asks.

"Well, I had to. After what happened, she left, but came back. I told her to leave. Melody was investigating it. She needs to leave that to you. Stick to tacky lamps and throw pillows. Duh! Mel! She had to be shut up. Same as Mr. Sexy Tom. You guys really put on a show for me. Although, we could have been like that too." He yells.

"No we couldn't have Will. You get that way with love. You were never capable of love. Just power, torture and cruelness. Did you rape Rebecca?" JJ asks, believing she knows the answer.

"Why ask stupid questions? She wanted it. I just wasn't captain of the football team. So she cries rape. Regret is an ugly thing. Melody was a better lay." Will says, trying to get JJ's goat.

"You raped Melody too?" JJ asks, face pale.

"I like to think of it as doing her a favor. I ruined her for other men" Will says.

"You bastard! When I kill you, I hope there is a special place in hell just for you. And mark my words, I'll send you there." JJ says, getting angrier then scared.

"Oh, you'll be going with me. We can share." Will says.

"Why did you rape anyone? You didn't need to. Your dad put you up to it, didn't he?" JJ says.

"My dad had a lot of time on his hands to teach me the finer points of dominance. You see, my mom and your dad were screwing. Your sad mom going through chemo and he's screwing my mom. Which caused their divorce. You rejected me. Made me cause that accident. I was burned so bad Jennifer. They never thought I'd get better. I showed then and you. You should have seen Melody's face when she recognized me. Took me back to the night that I took her. Then I wrapped that oxygen hose around her neck and watched the life drain out of her. But Tom was the best. A freaking FBI agent and detective. No one found me. They each held back. The rush I got out of slicing Tom's throat. Watching you sleep as he struggled. He's probably blaming you from wherever he is." Will says, tauntingly.

"Tom is off limits to you jackass." JJ slowly slides toward the door. Just as she thinks she's able to get past him, he pulls a gun and grabs her. Pulling her back up to his chest.

"Now's the time for fun. You are going to be begging me to stop when I'm done with you." Will says.