Christmas vacation ended too soon, although before it was completely over, Emily invited JJ to move in with her in her townhouse. Of course JJ accepted, and once Emily's parents caught wind of what was happening, they pitched in by hiring professional movers to help them pack JJ's place up and make it presentable for the next tenant. In the end, JJ was moved in with Emily in less than a day.


The night before they were due back to work, though, JJ sat down with Emily on their bed for a chat she felt couldn't be avoided for too much longer.


"How much have I told you about where I grew up, and about where my parents were born?" she asked.

"Well," Emily stopped to think. "As far as you're concerned, not much past a farm in East Allegheny, Pennsylvania, but all of the animals have been gone for years because your mom is the only one left and can manage fine without them. You also told me once about your dad being French-Russian, and that he was born and raised in Paris until he came stateside and met your mom. "

Emily wracked her brain; it had been awhile since either of them had spoken in detail about JJ's parents, and it took her a moment to remember what she'd been thinking of.

"Your mom is from Alabama, right?" Emily asked. "Is this about Sandy?"

"Uh-huh. Not only is she an Alabama native, but she and her brothers were born into one of the oldest and wealthiest power families in Montgomery."

Emily raised an eyebrow in interest. "Really? What about your mom's parents? Pearl and Bertrand, right?"

"Nana Pearl is from a very wealthy family in Dallas, and Grandpa Bertrand is from one in Jackson, Mississippi."

"No wonder you like it when we go down south." Emily mused.

JJ laughed nervously. "Me saying 'very wealthy' is putting it without showing off."

"I'm a trustfund baby because both of my parents were born into extreme wealth, and they were trustfund babies, too, but the way you're talking, it's like you're an heiress to a fortune, or something."

When JJ didn't answer straight away and just blushed spectacularly, Emily's mouth dropped open in surprise.

"You are an heiress?"

"To the Foxworth and Rutherford fortunes, yes, and if we were in Montgomery, Dallas, or Jackson right now, you'd really understand what a big deal those last names are."

"These are your mom's parents? What is the source of their wealth?"

"Grandpa Bertrand started a very successful textile business after he moved to Alabama from Jackson, and it evolved into an empire that he and his brothers and his brothers' older sons all run today."

"That's one grandparent down. What about Nana Pearl?"

"Her money is from her parents, who profited vastly from the Texas Oil Boom, and also from a construction company that her father started, which today, is one of the biggest companies in all of Dallas. Nana Pearl has always been as sharp as a tack and used her entrepreneur skills to help Grandpa make the textile empire into what it is. Both of them are living comfortably in retirement at their mansion in Montgomery, and they oversee things from time to time."

"Even saying that your family has money is actually an understatement."

Ears positively burning now, JJ bobbed her head in confirmation. "I inherited a trustfund when I was twenty-two and fresh out of college, which was a good thing because I was about to start at the FBI Academy and I needed to pay the tution. But as of my most recent birthday, I inherited an amount that was double of what I was meant to get in the first place."

It suddenly occurred to Emily that while they had just celebrated JJ's birthday, she'd never specified an exact number about her age, so she felt compelled to ask her about it.

"Jennifer, how old are you?"

"Thirty. I, uh, just don't like to talk about it because I'm not a wunderkind like Spencer is, but I was always the top of my class, and even though I did as much work as everyone else did, there were a few people that felt I didn't deserve to be there because of the money, and because I'm a woman."

JJ laughed rather nervously, knowing that she still hadn't said the part of the story that was weighing on her mind the most.

"Archer has money from Nana Pearl and Grandpa Bertrand, too, but since Rosaline didn't make it past seventeen and because I'm the baby, there was a clause in the paperwork that allowed me to inherit her shares, too."

"Babe, how much money are you sitting on?"

"Enough that we could move to New York City right now, buy a penthouse at The Plaza and live there, never having to work again. We could even send the babies to Yale, Harvard, or Oxford if that's what their hearts desired."

Emily didn't say anything, only because she was feeling so surprised, so JJ continued on.

"I literally have so much money, Emily, that I don't know what to do with it. My mom offered to pay up front for all four years of my college education, but I told her no because I rather would have earned it. It was just as well, though, because almost right after that day, she threw herself into her work to keep from thinking about Rosaline and my dad. I was basically on my own for the next few years."

"I'm with you so far," Emily replied. "But how did Sandy end up on a farm in Pennsylvania, though? That's a far cry from Alabama."

"She met my dad at Washington State University, of all places, and he came from a well-off background. It isn't like Nana and Grandpa didn't like my dad because they really loved him, but my mom was determined to be different then her parents and her brothers because they all stayed in Montgomery. When she and my dad realized they were going to be parents, they chose to live in a quiet place because they wanted Archie, Rosie, and I to be… normal and without the stresses that came with living upscale, southern lifestyles."

"That's actually not a bad way to look at things. How long before you found out that you stood to inherit all that money?"

"They told us all at the same time, and it was early elementary school years for me, so I don't remember for sure."

Again, Emily said nothing, but only because she was digesting it all.

"Are you mad because I've never said anything?" JJ asked. "I grew up well-off, but my mom and dad still kept us all down to earth because they didn't want us to have inflated egos like the Foxworths and the Rutherfords."

"I'm not angry at all." Emily reassured her. "I'm just surprised. Am I the only one on the team that knows this about you?"

"Uh-huh. Not even Spencer knows because I'm so discreet. Does anybody know that you have money?"

"Just Hotch, and that's only because he's known of my parents for years and years. I don't talk about it because I don't think about it, and I'm discreet like you are."

"I also don't like to talk about it because I don't like being the center of attention any more than I usually am."

To alleviate the tension JJ was clearly feeling, Emily planted a smoldering kiss on JJ's lips before looking back at her with nothing but love.

"I won't say anything about this to our friends, but you can relax, Jayje." Emily kissed her a few more times on the lips, before placing a few gentler ones on her throat that made the blond sigh blissfully. "You were waiting for the right time to share this with me, and considering all that you learned about me and where I came from, that's perfectly alright. It doesn't make me love you any less."

Dizzy from the passion of Emily's kisses and realizing what she was attempting to initiate, JJ struggled to stay in the conversation.

"Do you really mean that, Emily?"

"I really do."

JJ let out a breath she hadn't even realized she'd been holding and straddled Emily, returning the kisses that she'd just delivered to her.

"What are you doing?" Emily asked, catching her breath when JJ paused for a moment.

"Thanking you."

JJ tugged at Emily's big sleeping shirt gently.

"May I?"

JJ had never seen Emily completely naked before, and right now, this felt like the perfect occasion. Emily seemed to be on the same page because she said softly, "Allow me," before taking it off and even shimmying out of her underpants.

"You are so beautiful." JJ sighed, taking in the sight of her girlfriend in not a stitch as she treated her to a few more kisses in some of her more delicate areas. "Very beautiful."

She moved her way down Emily's body and plastered her distended middle with enough kisses that had her sighing in pleasure this time around.

"I promise that next time," JJ said, sitting up. "You can do this and more to me."

Emily's heart skipped a beat and she propped herself up on her elbows to get a better look at the younger woman. True, she had realized awhile ago that it was going to take awhile for JJ to get back to her normal self, but Emily hadn't expected her to be this receptive to being pleasured already, even in a small way.

In this particular instance, Emily suddenly felt very proud of her.

"That makes me so happy, JJ."

The petite woman smiled, although it was her minxish smile. "May I please finish now?"

Emily's body was completely on fire for JJ, already missing her touches in the short time they'd been apart.

"Yes." she laid back down and arched her back slightly. "Please do."

By the time JJ finished, Emily had been very vocal about enjoying herself (music to JJ's ears) and once she came down from her orgasm, the two of them fell asleep together.


"Everyone," JJ said as she, Emily, and the rest of the team disembarked from FBI building elevator the next morning and stood in the lobby by the BAU doors. "We have some news to share."

As it wasn't even eight in the morning yet, the lobby was empty, but nevertheless, their friends powwowed around them.

"What's up, Miss Pennsylvania Petite?" Derek asked her.

JJ took a deep breath and slowly let it out. "Penelope and Hotch already know, but Emily and I are officially a couple now!"

Penelope and Hotch congratulated their friends again and then stood back as Derek, Spencer, and Rossi got in their own congratulations.

"That isn't all we have to share." Emily added excitedly.

Rossi raised an eyebrow. "No? We all know that both of you are pregnant, so what's left? Was there a proposal?"

"I really hope we aren't that transparent," Emily said as JJ snickered. "But no, that isn't it. JJ has completely moved in with me, and we're going to start looking at real estate listings in Capitol Hill so we can plant some real roots and raise the babies in a family neighborhood."

"We live in Capitol Hill," Hotch remarked in amusement. "And if it really comes down to it, there are houses for sale on our street."

"We'll keep that in mind." JJ winked.

Next to her, Penelope shifted her weight from one foot to the other, obviously excited about something. Knowing what Penelope was going to say, JJ and Emily kept quiet, not wanting to ruin the surprise for her or Derek.

"Okay, Garcia." laughed Rossi. "Go ahead and cough it up, but don't forget to breathe!"

Using both hands, the technical analyst smoothed out the fabric of her dress around her middle, which now held a very distinctive curve to it. She hadn't looked like that before Christmas, and now she was positively glowing.

"We're going to be parents!"

A lot more celebrating was had after that, but when Derek but a hand in the small of Penelope's back and whispered something in her ear, a delighted expression popped up on her face and she held out her left hand, blushing.

"Look what happened on Christmas Eve!"

A sparkling diamond ring was nestled on her finger, glinting spectacularly in the overhead light.

Penelope and Derek were engaged!

Even more celebrating was had after that.


A few minutes later, JJ was in her office, getting ready for the day. After she hung up her coat and put her bag away, she set up the calendars she'd gotten from Emily's parents, as well as the pictures of Zooey, Hope, and Vivian, she felt a stirring in her womb.

"Hello, in there." JJ cooed to the swell in her middle, raking the nails on her uncompromised hand over it. "Please be good for mommy, okay? This morning was dramatic enough, don't you think? It's a good thing we had mama to help."

JJ had been up since almost five forty-five that morning because the babies had woken her abruptly with a very nasty bout of morning sickness. Emily, who had so far been blessed in her own pregnancy with hardly any nausea at all, was right beside her, holding her hair back for her as she vomited into the toilet. When the initial illness passed and JJ cleaned herself up and brushed her teeth, Emily waited on her, hand and foot, until she was better again.

Almost as if they could understand their mother, the twins actually settled and fell asleep.

"Thank you." JJ sighed in relief.

Passing by her desk again, she saw her phone lying next to her desk phone. She noticed it because it lit up, showing that she had a missed call and a missed text, both from her mother—which was odd, because last she knew, she down was in Alabama, visiting her brothers and her parents while she went to a class reunion.

The text was a bit ominous.

Call me ASAP, Jenny. I mean it.

Not wanting to incur her mother's wrath, especially since she didn't about the twins or even Emily's baby yet, JJ was just about to call her when she saw Hotch standing in the doorway, his hand poised over the door about to knock on it. JJ locked her phone and set it aside.

"Is there something I can do for you this morning?" she asked, sitting on her couch and beckoning for him to come join her.

"Are you busy?" he asked as he sat with her.

"No. What's up?"

"Does the name Sergeant Tinsley Foxworth mean anything to you?"

JJ blinked in surprise. "He's one of my Alabama cousins, actually; son of my uncle, Balfour-Lee, and he's eight years my senior."

"Then I'm really sorry to have to be the one to tell you this, but we have to go down to Alabama today because we are investigating his death."

JJ's heart skipped a beat, although not in a good way, and she suddenly realized what her mother's text had been about.

"Tinsley's gone?" she asked in a voice of disbelief. "Someone's killed him?"

"I'm afraid so." Hotch said sympathetically. "I'm so sorry."

"Thank you." she said softly, dabbing at her watery eyes.

"The case came straight to me because his is the third suspicious death in the community in the last three-and-a-half weeks. This is going to be an all hands on deck affair because even Garcia is coming, but I need to know that you will remain objective, seeing as this concerns your family."

"Of course. Don't worry about me; I'll be fine." JJ wiped at her tears a little more and then furrowed her eyebrow in thought as she looked at her partner. "Hotch, how did you figure out that Tinsley was related to me? His parents are from the non-Jareau side of the clan."

"It was Captain Hanna Ryder, the head of the homicide division at the Montgomery County Police Department. When she called, she mentioned that she's known you for your entire life. Does that sound right?"

"I grew up calling her Miss Hanna, but yes—she and my mom have been best friends for almost their entire lives."

Hotch stood. "Garcia is in the conference room, getting the presentation set up. Do you need a moment to collect yourself?"

"No, I'm good." JJ held out her good hand to Hotch. "Help me up?"

He did as asked and then caught and steadied her when she teetered slightly.

Hotch held open the office door a little wider for her when they reached it. "You ready?"

"As ready as I'll ever be." she sighed as she walked past him. "You go get the others and I'll talk to Penelope."

Hotch agreed that that was a good idea and left the office with her.

Awesome, JJ thought as she entered the conference room a few minutes later. By the time this is over, everyone will know what I told Emily about my family last night. What a crazy job I have.