A/N: So, here's the next chapter. Thank you so much for the support, and I hope that you all are enjoying it.

Don't really own any of it. I'd love to, but if they let crazy, obsessed fans own TV shows, well, then they could start a new reality show about all the crazy obsessed fans fighting each other for the rights, and that wouldn't be good now would it? We have enough reality tv shows.

"First, let me say that this wasn't supposed to be a secret. It just happened." JJ began. Hotch and Gideon were sitting down in her office.

"Why don't you just tell us what happened." Hotch suggested.

"Right before I found out about Reid's addiction, I told Gideon that I cared for him. Gideon said I should tell Reid, and I did. He was still in rehab. When he got out, we called each other a couple times, but we never really dated. Reid wasn't quite ready, but he didn't forget. He invited me to spend Memorial Day with him as we both had the day off." JJ paused, reflecting about their second date. "We decided to keep dating, but not say anything. If it didn't work out, we thought we would be able to keep the awkwardness between us."

"Then what happened?"

"The months flew by. We kept going on dates, and we kept it secret. Here, Reid and I are FBI agents. We didn't want our relationship to affect that. At first, it was something we laughed at, our secret office relationship." JJ smiled for a moment before her face became serious again. "But then it changed. We were hitting our one year anniversary, and it was becoming difficult to keep things separate. It first hit me, then Reid."

"JJ, it never-"

"No Hotch. It never interfered with the BAU. But Reid and I got scared that it would."

"JJ," Gideon began, "is this why you're leaving?"

JJ gave a small nod.

"Like I said, our relationship started to become difficult to keep apart. Reid and I got into a huge fight over what to do. He thought he was making me leave, but I assured him that he couldn't leave the BAU. This is where he belongs. Our fight was so big, we almost broke it off. But then we realized that one of us would then probably have to leave the BAU anyway because it would be too awkward." JJ laughed. "I applied for the assistant job because it was the first position that was open. I really didn't think I was going to get it, but I did." She paused for a moment. "Wait, I guess there was one time that it sort of affected our work. The day I found out, I texted Reid and told him to meet me in the parking garage. He had to leave a little early, but I couldn't wait to tell him."

"JJ, I'm happy for you guys," Hotch began testily after a minute, "but how do you know Reid isn't using again? He's capable of hiding it."

"I know he can hide it." JJ suddenly looked down in shame and bit her lip. "But he doesn't have any."

"JJ," Gideon inquired softly, "what did you do?"

JJ looked up slowly. Her eyes were a little fuller than usual.

"There were a few times when I got scared that Reid might be using again, so… I checked his apartment."

"Checked?"

"I went through his bathroom, looked through his drawers, etc."

"He was okay with that?" Hotch asked incredulously.

"He didn't know." JJ said slowly. "I did it when he wasn't home, or when he wasn't really paying attention."

Gideon's face fell while Hotch's remained as full of shock as when he first learned of their relationship five minutes earlier.

"When was the last time?"

"Two weeks ago. Reid didn't come in-"

"He said he had the flu."

"He did. I went over after work. He was definitely sick, and there was no Dilaudid. While he was sleeping on the couch, I took my chance and searched his house. Hotch, he's clean." JJ reaffirmed. Hotch looked positively confused, while Gideon just looked saddened. Eerie silence filled the office. "Hotch, Gideon, say something!"

"JJ, would you have said anything if you had found Dilaudid?" Hotch asked.

"Do you mean would I have covered for Reid?"

Hotch nodded. JJ looked puzzled.

"No. If Reid was using again, I would make sure something was done. He almost killed himself last time; do you think I would really just stand by and watch?"

"But you knew that if he was caught again he would leave the BAU."

"So?"

"You said you wanted him to stay, you to leave. Would that have been enough to make you lie?"

"Aaron, stop it." Gideon demanded. His face was full of rage and JJ's was full of shock. Hotch had never talked to her like that.

Hotch glared back, but his phone started ringing. He left the room to answer it.

"Gideon, I would never cover for Reid." JJ said quietly as she turned to Gideon.

"I know that JJ."

"Gideon, it's not his. I know it's not."

"I know. Reid assured me it wasn't."

JJ breathed a sigh of relief. They both were left in their thoughts for a few moments.

"JJ, you said Reid doesn't know about what you did? With the searching I mean."

"No." She answered sadly.

"JJ, tell him. Don't continue your relationship out of deception."

"What?"

"Just, trust me."

JJ looked puzzled and peered out into the hall. Hotch's door was open, and she could see him talking to Reid.

"Gideon, what's he doing?"

Gideon wasn't going to wait to find out. Hotch had spent all that time talking to Reid before; now he had a whole new thing to discuss.

Right as Gideon approached the door, Reid and Hotch exited. Hotch immediately took off, but Reid stayed. Reid's eyes traveled through from the empty conference room, to the near empty bullpen, to Gideon. His face showed the turmoil that the afternoon had caused.

"My results came back. I'm cleared."

Gideon nodded.

"Reid, Hotch, he was-"

"Gideon, please, I just want to go home. I'm off the case at my request, so I won't come in tomorrow. I'll deal with it when I come back."

Gideon nodded again as it was no use to argue with him. He looked back at JJ. She had stayed behind at her office, giving Reid and Gideon their space.

"Reid, we know."

"About…?"

"You and JJ."

Reid's eyes widened.

"She told you?" Reid looked about ready to panic.

"Reid, it's okay."

"You aren't angry?" Reid inquried after a moment.

"Surprised a little, happy, but not angry. I'd rather your secret be a relationship with JJ than you relapsing." Gideon replied with a comforting smile. "Take care."

Gideon headed down the stairs, but looked back when he got to the bottom. He saw JJ almost run to Reid and wrap her arms around him. Reid was surprised by this public display of affection, but returned it warmly.

Gideon's mind went back to that airplane ride where he gave Reid those Redskin tickets. He laughed. It was amazing how much had changed. Faintly, Gideon could hear JJ.

"Reid, I need to talk to you."

Gideon cringed. He knew that it would be best for JJ to be honest with Reid, even if it was a little late. He just hoped their relationship would be able to withstand the turbulence.

"It's open." Gideon answered to the knock on the door. Morgan entered.

"Hey."

"Hi. Having fun?"

Morgan smiled and looked back to the conference room. As today was Friday, it was JJ's last day. The BAU team members had decided to have a little party for her. Since Hotch and Gideon were working on other things, they were only there for a little while. However, the other members were still enjoying themselves.

"I was. But then they started to talk to JJ about a certain soon-to-be-previous coworker, and that's not a topic I wanted to enter." Morgan stated sitting down.

"You had no problem making a bet about that coworker." Gideon laughed.

"Yeah, I'd just rather to him about it instead of JJ." Morgan's face turned serious. "Gideon, he's not here. We planned to take off part of today if we could. He knew about this, and he got a message that the case is done. Yet, he still didn't come. I'm worried."

Gideon sighed.

The last few days had been tense. Trying to solve a case without your main source of knowledge is difficult. Add in the fact that your two team leaders were obviously butting heads, a new agent, and the fact that everyone was confused about what had happened, the case is suddenly ten times harder.

Hotch seemed to be avoiding Gideon, who was trying to find a moment where they could talk. No one knew why Hotch had freaked. Gideon was the only one who had a chance of finding out, but so far, he too was clueless.

They had finished the case Thursday. Hotch had retreated to his office most of the day, and every time Gideon approached him, Hotch found a way to elude him. He had left early taking some of his paperwork home to avoid Gideon.

"What are you thinking is going on?" Gideon asked.

"I don't know. Reid said he was going to come back, right?"

"All he told me was that he was off the case. He made it sound like he was going to be back by Wednesday." Gideon replied.

Morgan stood up and began to pace.

"I still can't figure it out. Why did Hotch freak? There was nothing to suggest it was Reid's."

"Morgan, Reid suffered a terrible addiction to Dilaudid only a year and half ago. There were two vials underneath his coat."

"Gideon, you can't justify Hotch's actions." Morgan almost yelled, stunned.

"I'm not justifying what he did. I'm trying to rationalize why he may have considered it to be Reid's."

"Rationalize all you want. Reid's clean. Nothing else should matter."

"You're right." Gideon agreed a moment later.

"Then why isn't he here?"

Gideon was thoughtful for a moment.

"Gideon, we need to figure this out with Hotch. I mean, when we told Jessica that this job can be stressful and tense at times, we were talking about being out in the field, not in the office. The whole last week, it's felt like we were on a raid outside a bobby-trapped bomber's house." Morgan finally broke the silence.

"Trying to not set anything off." Gideon finished.

Morgan nodded.

"How are the others doing?" Gideon asked. He hadn't been able to concentrate so much on them the last few days as he had been busy trying to corner Hotch.

"Not great." Morgan stated slowly as he tried to find the best words. "Prentiss and Garcia are both pretty shook up, but they're trying to hide it. And Jessica, I think she feels guilty. She thinks she screwed things up since she found it and called Hotch. She'd only known Reid for all of fifteen minutes, and now she thinks she messed up his life."

"It's not her fault. Eventually this would have come up in a case, and we would have had to deal with it."

"We all knew that it would eventually. I thought we were ready for when it would. Did you know that Hotch was going to react like that?"

"If I knew that, do you think I would have let this happen?" Gideon asked. "What about JJ?"

"JJ's really worried. I was talking to her this morning, and she confessed that Reid hasn't answered his cell phone in a couple days. She's texted him, but he hasn't replied. She hasn't talked to him any more than we have. And, I think that if she hasn't already gone over there to make sure he's okay, then they must have gotten into a fight."

Gideon disappeared into his thoughts. Morgan, seeing no immediate reply, sat back down.

"Morgan, what are you doing tomorrow?"

"Nothing much. I have a date tomorrow night. Why?"

"Can you go over to his apartment? Check up on him, see what's going on? If all else fails, talk to Reid about JJ and him."

"Me? Shouldn't you?"

"You'd probably be better. Reid will probably want a friend instead of a mentor." Gideon advised.

"Yeah, all right." Morgan said, somewhat uneasily. "I'm going to go see if the subject has changed yet."

"Morgan?" Gideon said, stopping him, "Make sure that Reid says he will be back on Monday. We all want to see that he's okay."

Here Morgan stood. He was afraid of the doorbell to Reid's apartment. Sure, he could chase creeps all day for the FBI, but he could barely reach out and touch a little button. All he had to do was talk to Reid. Maybe even about things that Morgan knew far more about than Reid, and there were very few of those subjects in the world. Still, he was anxious.

Morgan's nerve came, and a moment later Reid answered the door. He looked tired, possibly a little thin, and not exactly happy to see Morgan.

"Hi."

"Hi." It was tense, almost forced. Morgan's stomach lurched. Something was definitely wrong.

"Can I come in?"

Reid backed away from the door.

Morgan stepped into the apartment. It was pretty much the same as when he had been in it before. However, it was definitely messier. Reid shut the door and walked back in. He promptly sank down into the couch. Morgan took the chair across from it.

"Reid-"

"How's the case going?"

"Huh?"

"How's the case coming?"

"We finished it. Didn't you get JJ's text message?"

"I haven't checked my phone."

"Reid, we finished it on Thursday. It's Saturday."

Reid shrugged. Morgan kept in his frustrated and scared sigh.

"It was a team of sisters. The dominant personality was the younger sister, Maddie Perkin. Her sister was Zoe, who was a DJ at all of the bars. Zoe would go to the bars to do parties or special occasions, and she would single out certain men. She then would get the bartender to give her a drink. Maddie is a pharmacy student at the University of Virginia. She helped run the student pharmacy, so she could steal drugs. She would dose the drink and give it to the man. If they were lucky, the man would get sick and step outside. If he did, the sister went after him and brought him to their apartment. The older sister would then do, well, you know. If he didn't step outside alone, he just got really sick and really lucky."

"Was Dilaudid used every time?"

"No. The drugs were consciously changed every time. Maddie had to change the inventories to show that the drugs weren't stolen. Too much of one drug would have aroused suspicion."

"Did she say why she did it?"

Morgan sighed.

"Maddie was victimized a year ago. However, Maddie didn't rape the men. She had Zoe do it and lived her revenge though Zoe. Reid, I didn't come here to talk about the case." Morgan added after a small pause.

"I figured."

"Then why haven't you said anything else? Why haven't you checked your phone? Why are you avoiding us? You didn't come in yesterday. We missed you, JJ missed you. We're your co-workers, friends!"

"Friends? Really?" Reid remarked sarcastically as he stood up. "Then why didn't you act like my friends?"

"What are you talking about?" Morgan asked, also rising.

"Where were you when I needed you? I was alone in Hotch's office for over an hour. Where were you guys? Where were you guys after it was over? The conference room was empty! Why didn't you talk to Hotch?" Reid yelled angrily.

"Reid, we-"

"Or did you agree with him? Did you think it was mine? Did you and Prentiss have a bet on this too? How long would I make it until I relapsed-"

"Reid!" Morgan shouted deafeningly. Reid immediately became speechless. "Do you think we were just sitting there? We tried to talk to Hotch. He wouldn't listen to us-"

"He wouldn't listen to me either. He interrogated me for almost an hour. No matter how many times I said it, he wouldn't believe. He waited for my drug test to come back before he finally agreed." Reid's anger was diminishing, and he became quieter. "I told him Morgan. I promised Hotch I wouldn't go back. I promised him that when I was still in rehab. You guys should have known that. Instead I was alone in his office. No one came to help."

"Reid, we tried, and you're probably right. We probably should have tried harder to get through to Hotch. And Reid, JJ stood up. She stood up to Hotch and got him to listen. We all believe in you Reid. We know you won't relapse."

Reid walked over to the window to avoid Morgan's eyes.

"She never had any confidence in me." The anger was back in full force.

"JJ?"

"She didn't think I could do it. Do you know what she did Morgan?" Reid asked finally looking Morgan in the eye.

Morgan shook his head.

"She went through my stuff Morgan. She checked my drawers, my bathroom cupboards, everything. She wanted to make sure that it didn't happen again, so she went though my possessions. Not only that, but Gideon and Hotch knew before I did." Reid uttered through gritted teeth. "Why doesn't anyone think I could do it? Tell me Morgan, did you think it was mine?"

"Reid, we do trust you-"

"Morgan, answer my question. Did you think it was mine?"

Morgan hesitated.

"I didn't know."

"Morgan, how could you? You should have known, JJ should have known, Hotch should have known, you all should have known I wasn't going to go back." Reid
shouted.

"Reid, give us just a little bit of credit." Morgan retaliated. "By the time we found out you were addicted, you had almost killed yourself. Do you think we would just back and let it happen again? And Reid, we do trust you. We've spent the last year getting that trust back, and Reid, you earned it. And, I'm sorry Reid. You're right. We should have stood up."

Morgan's last statement finally got through. Reid turned around slowly. He sank back into the couch. Morgan sat next to him, and then he saw Reid's eyes starting to water.

"Morgan, I appreciate that you guys are looking out for me and trying to make sure it doesn't happen again. But, I've been clean for one year, five months, four weeks, and 2 days."

Morgan stared at him. Reid noticed this and laughed wryly.

"Addicts don't forget those sorts of things."

"Reid, you're not an addict."

"You're right. I'm not an addict. I was an addict. I'm not anymore, and I won't ever be again. My life has only gotten better since I've gotten out of rehab. I got to go back to work. JJ and I, we started, you know, dating." Reid laughed. It was so strange to be able to talk freely about that subject.

"I know." Morgan nodded. He smiled.

Reid started to rub his forehead.

"I thought she and I were past this. I thought we put it behind us months ago. But, then she told me this. She checked two weeks ago. Only two weeks." Reid's anger returned for a moment before he softened again. "I trusted JJ the most out of anyone in the world. She's the person I've been the closest to outside of my family. It just hurts so much Morgan." Reid sniffed.

"I get that."

"No, you don't."

"What?"

"You don't understand Morgan."

"Why not?"

"Because I uh, I have..." Reid stuttered.

Instead of finishing his sentence, he stood up and went over to his bedroom. He came back a moment later and gave Morgan an object. Morgan's heart broke when he realized what it was.

"Hello?"

"Gideon, we got a problem." Morgan exclaimed.

"What do you mean? Is he okay?" Gideon immediately asked, his almost fatherly concern present.

"Yes, no, somewhat. Gideon, I don't know what to do."

"What's going on? Did he tell you why he didn't come in yesterday?"

"Sort of. To sum it up, he didn't want to. He's pretty pissed, and he's pretty much been seething about what happened for the last few days. He's feeling betrayed by all of us right now."

Gideon sighed. He was afraid of this.

"So, what do we do?"

"Are you still at Reid's apartment?"

"Yeah. He's in the shower now. I don't think he's eaten or showered much since Monday. He seemed a lot better after I talked to him, but we have a lot of damage control."

"Well, I'll talk to Hotch, and"

"No, Gideon more than that." Morgan nearly whispered for fear of being overheard. The shower was still going, but he didn't want to take the chance. "I think Reid and JJ might have broken it off, or they might be really close because JJ's hurting him the most."

"Are you sure?"

"Gideon, Reid's got a ring."

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