As promised, I have for you a fic with JJ now. Still based off the quote from 4:12. This one is set right at the end of Amplification. Sorry for the delay, but I've been busy and had writer's block on everything including this. So without futher adieu, enjoy.

Shot five, JJ

It was a long day, an insanely long day. Spencer Reid had been exposed to Anthrax, twenty three people were dead, and no one knew about the possible airborne attack, and all Jennifer Jareau wanted to do was go home, cuddle her son Henry and sleep. She bypassed Rossi and Emily as they left the BAU floor, down the elevator to go home and walked over to Hotch's office door. From the door she could see him on the phone, he smiled at her then turned a bit and she could hear him say "hey, buddy, what are you doing up?" before she smiled back and left the office.

The blonde woman could barely focus her mind on the road a head of her as she drove from Quantico to her home twenty minutes away. She lived in a quiet neighbourhood on the edge of town in a fair sized home with her long time boyfriend and her young son. The houses were dark on either side of the street as she approached the house.

JJ pulled into her driveway and parked the car. From the out side of the house, only an upstairs window was lit that she could see, as she walked the front pathway. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a figure running from the end of the fence that separated her yard from her neighbours. She shook her head and passed the figure off as a teenager trying to make trouble and continued up the walkway.

Jennifer stopped at the door to her home and tried to open the door, it didn't budge and she sighed before setting her things on the porch and rummaging in her purse for her keys.

As the young woman stood up, she noticed something new sitting on her porch. Curious, she stepped towards it and bent back down. Laying in the corner of the porch wedged against the railing and the wall was a small bundle. Getting closer, JJ picked it up and her eyes widened when she saw a tiny baby face looking out at her. "What is this? Where did you come from?" She said mystified. Going back to the door, she made quick work of unlocking it and shoving her stuff inside, following soon after.

Inside the house, JJ was instantly in "mother-mode" and began to unwrap the child to check it over for any possible injuries or anything else that could be wrong with it. The blanket itself was ratty and greying like it had been around for years and left out in the sun and dirt before it was used to wrap the child up. The baby's clothes were at least a size too big and clearly hand-me-downs a few times over. After removing the clothes and vowing to put the child which proved to be a boy in some of Henry's clothes after a bath, JJ took a close look at the baby's skin and limbs for rashes or bruises. Finding none, she took the now only diapered boy up the stairs and to Henry's room where she knew Will and Henry would be. In the room she found father and son reading a story book in the rocking chair.

"Have you heard anything from the porch?" She asked before the man looked up from the book.

"No, Jay-jay, why?" Will asked not looking up.

"Well, I got home and there was a baby there." She stated as she moved around the room to the changing table and set the child down. JJ moved about the room gathering clothes, a fresh diaper and washing supplies to bathe the boy.

By now Will had looked up and was staring wide eyed at the baby laying innocently on the table. He stood from the chair and walked over, his son in his arms. The baby on the table looked up at him and wiggled his arms to be picked up too. Will leaned down to rest Henry on the edge of the table and picked up the two boys. "Jen, what do we do?"

"Well, we start by bathing him and putting him in clean clothes, then we call the police and file a report." she took a breath and turned to look at him. "The we discuss weather or not we keep him here while they look for the mother and father, or if we send him to be in foster care." The blonde woman now watched her boyfriend critically for his reaction.

"Well, better start a bath, and talk." He said and moved in the direction of the bathroom.

JJ smiled as she watched the man she loved tighten his hold on the boys as he walked. They would keep the boy. She grabbed another set of pyjamas for Henry and made her way into the bathroom.

AN: I will be doing one for both Emily and Dave soon. Opinions, should I do Elle? What about Gideon? I could, but I am not sure if anyone would be interested. Also, if I were to continue any of the one shots into longer fics, which ones would you like to see?