" Jennifer Jareau?" He asked. It was all he needed to ask for me to know what he meant.

" it wasn't my idea, Derek but I have my reasons for going through with ?" I sighed, there was no use in trying to persuade him that I was someone else.

"Try me on those reasons then, JJ" he said bitterly.

I narrowed my eyes at his tone.

I just told you I can't, if you want to know you're going to have to have a high security clearance, have permission from Peter, Sophie and me, then have a US Marshall follow you about everywhere. Is that really what you want?" I snarled back at him. It was some serious stuff, it went way beyond being abused now.

"What type of trouble have you gotten yourself into this time Shelby?" He asked. "And how can you b in the FBI with that on file?"

"They don't know. I have ties with the director who so happens to be the guy you need clearance from by the way, he knows about it because he watched something happen that he shouldn't have needed to see. He offered to help me in any way he could and I accepted, I had no choice it wasn't just about me anymore." I replied with a shrug of my shoulders.

"Can't you give me the cliff notes version?" His eyes were pleading.

"Fine, but this does not under any circumstances go out of this room, Derek. If it does I don't know what could happen and you will realise that there is more at stake than just my life."

"I swear shel, it will never leave my mouth." He replied sitting .

I sighed and pulled out my wallet." He got out of prison and came to find me. I was doing good, in college on an athletic scholarship, I was studying criminology and media communications at Georgetown. I was on my way back from being out with some friends and he had been following me to my apartment. Long story short he got me again. I ended up pregnant because of it and I now have a three year old daughter, knows about her, it's not even on file, Derek. He's still out there and he can't find out about her. That's why I have a US Marshall with her 24/7. I can't risk losing her." I was silently crying, twisting the garnet ring around my finger. Nervous habit.

"Okay, shel. I'm sorry you and your daughter had to go through that. She is beautiful" he said as I handed him the small photo I had hidden in my wallet of the both if us. " I have one question."

"Shoot" I replied, glad it was only the one.

"Where does the director come into all of this?"

"He came back again and attacked me. He had a knife and tried to kill me and he got there just on time. He was about to slit my throat. He took me in, helped me get my life back on track, paid for the Marshall service, paid for me to go to the FBI academy and here I am. He also thought changing my name would help make it harder to find me. So far so good" I said with a small chuckle.

"I'm glad you're alright Shelby. We were all so distraught when we found out you were dead-or so we thought- but they don't need to know that." Derek replied.

"Thank you for understanding. Peter and Sophie wanted to tell you all I was fine but they couldn't. They got put down as my legal guardians too so that's why they're on the list for clearance, not to mention them being grandparents. I'm not planing on telling anyone that I have a daughter unless it's absolutely necessary, not telling what happens ed to me, nothing. You can tell them about you, I don't know if you already have but they can't know about me." I stressed this issue with him.

"I promise they won't know and I haven't told them anyway. My mom paid for horizon to be covered up. Who would want to hire dysfunctional kids?" He joked.

"We were not dysfunctional. We were struggling adolescents" I giggled, mimicking our mentor. (A/n I can't remember what he said so I made it up)

"I do t want you to get I to trouble so go, I have to deliver these files anyway." I said, smiling. I was glad he knew. He had been one of my close friends.

"You have files already?" He looked slightly gobsmacked.

"I'm a woman, I can multi task. Plus these had already been sorted!" I laughed at his expression.

"Okay I'm going Mrs FBI"

"Oh shut up!" I playfully smacked him on the arm. I hadn't realise that we were in the bull pen at this point and we were being stared at.

I quilted my eyebrow at them all questioningly. They all friends back around quickly, getting in with their work.

Hitch came out of his office quickly.

"JJ, the director wants to speak to you in the conference room via web cam in five." Oh crap.

"Did Ryan say why?" I queried.

"Something about-wait Ryan? You know the director?" He said.

Yeah, he helped me out a few years ago, still helps me out now and we talk every weekend. Why?" I explained. J knew it wasn't exactly normal for a rookie agent to be on speaking terms with the director.

"Oh, never mind. It's just weird that wall, anyway he said just to say it was about him and you would know what he was talking about."

My face paled, I looked across at Derek. He stared at me.

"Derek, come in with me please." I asked. He nodded his head as a reply.

I made my way to the conference room in a haze, possibly getting the best news or the worst news in my life: he was dead or he was close.