A month had gone by with no change in Spencer's memory and J.J. had still insisted that no one reveal they had been dating. No one agreed with her, but she refused to be convinced otherwise. She truly believed it was for the best with his recovery. When she walked into work looking worse than ever before, Emily pulled her aside for a private conversation.

"What's going on?" Emily asked as she leaned against her desk.

"Nothing. Just not sleeping well," J.J. said avoiding eye contact.

Emily took a deep breath and sighed. Her body softening slightly.

"I know it's hard sometimes to feel you can talk to me. The lines of boss and friend can get a little blurry," she frowned. "But Jayje, if there's something I can do, I hope you won't hesitate to come to me. We were friends long before I took on this roll and I hope long after."

J.J. gave her a small grateful smile that only reached one corner of her lips.

"Thanks," she said.

Emily realized J.J. wasn't going to talk, so she did the next best thing she could do. She held open her arms and gave J.J. a hug. After they separated, J.J. trudged out to the bull pen and immediately saw Spencer telling Matt and Luke something.

They were both tying to seem supportive of whatever he was rambling about, but she could tell it was an act. Whatever he was sharing with them, they were not pleased to hear it. She reached her desk, just as Spencer glanced over his shoulder.

"Oh, hey, J.J., guess what?"

"What?" she asked as she sat down in her chair.

"I was grabbing coffee this morning at Books and Brews and the red head that works there, you've seen her, Rebecca?" J.J. nodded only half listening. "She asked me to dinner! Can you believe that? I've always thought she was beautiful, but I never thought she'd ever date a guy like me."

J.J.'s heart stopped. She was pretty sure that was literally. She was waiting to pass out from lack of blood flow and die right there on the floor of a shattered heart. She looked at Luke and Matt who were both watching her sympathetically.

"J.J. you ok?"

She looked to Spencer who was watching her curiously. She opened her mouth to talk but clenched it before jumping from her chair and running as fast as she could to the women's room. She burst through the wooden door, slid across the tiles, and barely bent over in time to vomit into the porcelain bowl.

She didn't realize she was crying as she continued to throw up all of her breakfast. Her head was pounding, her body on fire, and her heart completely broken. She flinched when she felt a hand gather her blond hair and pull it back.

It wasn't until she finished that she saw her helper was Emily. J.J. leaned against the stall, not even caring that she was sitting on a bathroom floor at work, sobbing like a crazy woman. Emily stepped back to wet a paper towel. She handed it to J.J., who wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"I don't know what to do," she suddenly cried as she slammed her head back into the stall wall.

"Well, start by telling me what's going on," Emily said leaning against the frame.

"Spencer's got a date," she said.

"Just tell him Jen. If he knew he wouldn't be going on a date," Emily insisted. "I don't know why you are so afraid –"

"I'm pregnant," she whispered before covering her face.

"Oh my God, Jayje," Emily said kneeling down in front of her friend. "That's wonderful –"

"He doesn't remember being with me. He doesn't remember loving me. He doesn't even remember sleeping with me. How in the world is he going to react when he finds out that not only are we dating, but oh and he's going to be a father," J.J. said in wet frustration.

"He'll be happy. He might be caught off guard and need time to adjust to the news, but," she said with a smile. "He will be thrilled. Spencer has always loved you."

A throat cleared in the room. Emily and J.J. leaned out of the stall to see Spencer staring at them with a mixture of emotions running across him. J.J. gasped as Emily helped her scramble to stand up.

"Is it true," he muttered barely loud enough to hear.

"Spence," J.J. whimpered.

"Why didn't you tell me? Why did you keep this from me?" he said as his voice cracked.

"I was afraid –"

"Of what? What have I done that could possibly make you afraid?" he seemed to mull it over and got a strange look in his eyes. "This was your out … me forgetting? But the baby ruined that?"

"What?" J.J. cried in disbelief.

"Spence –" Emily tried.

"I need to go," Spencer said turning and leaving the bathroom.

J.J. ran after him, grabbing his arm as he reached the end of the hallway. She looked around, hoping they wouldn't make a scene in front of anyone.

"That isn't it at all," she said as he yanked his arm out of her grip.

"Jen, if it's true that we were together, you lied to me for 8 weeks. You pretended we were friends just like before. You let me make a fool of myself around everyone. Not remembering what happened is bad enough but finding out my friends …. YOU … knew something important and kept it from me …" he shook his head in frustration. "How can I ever trust that anything you guys tell me is true? How can I ever trust you?"

J.J. was now weeping openly, shaking her head.

"Spencer, please," she begged.

"I'm going home. Don't follow me. Don't call me. Don't come to my house. I need to be alone," he said as he turned from her and went to retrieve his things.

J.J. watched from the glass door as he ignored Matt and Luke's plea to talk. He grabbed his satchel, threw it over his shoulder and stormed passed Rossi, who appeared to help. He pushed the glass doors open and went for the elevator, not turning around.

"Spencer, I'm sorry, please. I screwed up, let me fix this. Please don't do this," she pleaded.

"You did this to yourself," he said as he stepped on the elevator and pressed the button that closed the doors.

She probably would have collapsed to the floor right there, if Emily hadn't been there to wrap her arms around her and lead her off to Emily's office.

(xxxxx)

A/N: First a HUGE thank you to my newest reader Tracy – you are awesome and I appreciate your comments so much! Of course, thank you to everyone who has been following the story and to those leaving comments. You all make me want to keep writing. It makes my day! xoxo