A/N: Normally I don't jump on the bandwagon of fanfiction to talk about real-life things with the show, but this is basically my last chance. In case you haven't heard: AJ Cook is pregnant again, which is great news. Unfortunately, that means that my ship is practically dead unless the writers pull something that throws me a curveball.

So, before I officially surrender and give up my ship, I'll give you guys this and finish off the other two incomplete stories.

Note that I'm just going to write in JLH's pregnancy as Kate being pregnant for the sake of the fact that the writers are probably going to do it anyway.

Well, I got nothing else to say here. That's it.

Read, review, and enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds. That would be CBS (and, by extent, ABC). I'm just getting that out there because CBS is owned by Viacom, but that's another story that I won't get into right now.

JJ looked up from the stick she held in her hand. She was in complete shock. It had happened again. She had one more chance to have a child. She was excited at the prospect of a new child, but she was also saddened. Now, she had an ultimatum. It was either choose to stay with the FBI despite having two children, or leave the BAU. And it was a hard choice to make. Will had been pestering her for years to move to New Orleans so that they could start over. But, everyone she loved outside of her husband and child was still in Virginia. Hotch, Rossi, Kate, Garcia, Morgan. Reid.

That gave her pause for thought. She really wanted a chance to really start over her relationship with Will, but if that meant moving away, Spencer would be devastated. He had lost enough people in his life already. This would be the second time she left him and the team. The difference is that she would be leaving on her own terms.

Will wouldn't care. He had a particular dislike for JJ's friendship with Reid. He felt threatened by the genius. It was really a choice between her relationship with Will or her family at the BAU. Should she give up her life in DC, move to New Orleans to start over and leave all of her friends behind or stay at the BAU and let it ruin her home life? It was too difficult a choice. But she had to make it.

The next day, JJ walked into the BAU and walked up to Spencer.

"Hey, Spence," said JJ.

"Hey, JJ," he replied. "What's going on? You never walk up to me. It's normally the other way around."

"Well, I got some good news yesterday and I wanted you to know first."

"What?"

"I'm pregnant."

Spencer's eyes widened. "Wow, that's great. You and Kate can really bond over that now."

JJ frowned.

"What is it?"

"There's a downside to this."

Reid nodded sadly. "You're leaving, aren't you?"

JJ nodded. "Not just the BAU. I'm moving to New Orleans with Will and Henry."

Reid frowned this time. "How much longer are you going to stay?"

"Until May. After that, I'm officially resigning from the BAU and the FBI."

Reid nodded. "Alright." There was a brief silence. "Well, I'm gonna get back to work."

JJ nodded sadly. She hated to do it, but it was for her family. That night she told Will the good news. He was obviously happy, but not just because of the pregnancy.

The months passed and the rest of the team found out that JJ was pregnant and leaving. It was a bittersweet moment when the others found out, but they understood why it was happening. Before they knew it, May was upon them.

JJ had finished packing the last box of things to move to New Orleans. Will's possessions were already loaded in the moving truck. They were having a "Going Away" party for JJ later that day. The team was going to be there to say good-bye to their friend.

The team got there a few hours later for the party. An hour passed before JJ realized that something was wrong.

She walked up to Morgan and Garcia. "Where's Spence?" she asked them.

Morgan and Garcia looked at each other and shrugged.

"No idea," Morgan said.

"Maybe he forgot," Garcia said.

"No, he didn't," JJ replied quickly. "We know him better than that. He wouldn't forget."

"I don't know. Maybe he just decided not to come."

"Why would Spence do that?"

"Maybe," Hotch said, joining in the conversation. "He decided not to come because he doesn't want to say good-bye again."

"I don't care what the reason is, I'm going to go over there and find out," JJ said as she walked inside the house and grabbed her keys.

"JJ," she heard Will say. "Where are you going?"

"I'm going over to Spencer's."

"Why?"

"He's not here and I need to know why."

"Why does it matter? If he didn't come, he didn't come. That's it. If he didn't come, he's as good of a friend as you say he is."

"I don't care what you think about this Will. Spence is my friend and I want to know why he's not here. Don't try and stop me or I'll make incapable of having children."

Will backed off, acknowledging defeat.

JJ got in her car and drove over the Spencer's apartment. She climbed up the stairs and knocked on the door.

"Spence, I know you're in there. Open the damn door."

After a few moments of waiting, the door opened.

"What do you want?" Reid slurred. She could smell alcohol on his breath. "Haven't you ruined my life enough?"

"Spence, what are you talking about and why are you here and not at the 'Going Away' party?"

"I'm not there because I didn't want to go to a fucking party where I would once again say goodbye to my best friend and this time probably never see her again."

"That's not gonna happen. You'll be able to come down and visit Henry and the newest one when you can."

"Like Will's actually going to let that happen."

"What do you mean?"

"Once you leave, Will won't let me visit. Can't you tell that he fucking hates me? He doesn't want me around. Why do you think I've haven't visited Henry the last few months? Because your fucking husband won't let me. He comes up with a bunch of bullshit excuses for why I can't see him and I never get to see Henry."

"So you willingly give up a chance to see him?"

"You act like it's actually going to affect him. He doesn't need me JJ. He hasn't seen me in a year. It doesn't fucking matter."

"It does matter because he loves and he cares about you."

"Look me in the eye and tell me that Henry will actually remember me this time next year. He won't. It won't matter."

"Spence, this is the alcohol talking."

"Yeah it is. It's helping me say exactly what I've been thinking since you told me you were pregnant and moving to New Orleans."

"I need to do this, my family depends on it."

"Your family is here, JJ. Will only cares about what makes him happy. He's wanted you to leave for years and when you decided that you were, it fucking made his day didn't it? We're your family, JJ. You say it's for your family, but you tell me who you think your real family is: your husband or the team that has been there for you since you joined the team?"

JJ was silent.

"Just leave, JJ. I want to be alone. I don't need to say good-bye to anyone else."

He led her out and closed the door behind her. She walked back to her car, deep in thought. She knew what her answer to Spencer's question was.

She drove back to her house and walked out to the backyard.

"The party's over," she announced. "I'm not leaving the team." Everyone stood in shock. The team was excited to know that she was staying, but they didn't know how to react. Will did know.

"JJ, I already found us a house in New Orleans," Will said.

"Well, you can move there yourself. I'm not leaving."

"JJ, this is just crazy. What brought this up?"

"Spencer told me exactly what I needed to hear. Ever since you found out I was pregnant, you've wanted me to leave the team that has always treated me as family. They've already lost enough. I'm not adding my name to that list."

"Spencer, huh? He always seems to be a factor."

"Yes, he is, because he is my best friend. And frankly, his opinion means more to me than yours."

"Why is that?"

"Because I'm not adding my name to the list of people that have left him. He cares about me and how I feel. I feel better when I hear him telling me that everything is okay. I trust him more than I could ever trust you."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I trusted him enough to tell him what happened in Afghanistan. I didn't trust you enough."

"What are you talking about? We all know what happened."

"No, you don't. You don't know about the miscarriage."

Will's eyes widened. "Miscarriage?"

"Yeah, I miscarried in Afghanistan. I told Spence because I trust him. I told him because he understands what it's like to lose everything you love."

"I lost my father in Katrina."

"I lost everything I thought I had!" she yelled. "I lost my child in Afghanistan, I lost my sister, I lost my father, and, right now, I'm losing my best friend. I thought I had you, but I was wrong. You never left New Orleans. The man I saw in you all those years ago is gone. And all that's left is a pathetic man who was paranoid about losing his wife to someone who probably lost all feelings for her years ago. I should never have married you. I should never have told you about Henry. Let's face it. Our lives are better apart."

"But what about our family?"

"I don't know about you, but my family is right here in Quantico. My team is my family. And so are Henry and my child. If you can't accept that these people are my family, then you can leave. They need me and I need them. I don't need you."

"What about Henry?"

"He's got a family here. Spence and Garcia will be enough help."

"I can change, JJ."

JJ stared him down. "No, you can't. You've been 'trying' to change for seven years, but you haven't. You can't change."

Will glared. "All right, fine. You want to ruin everything we ever had? Fine. I'm leaving either way."

"All you stuff is in the trailer anyway. Have a nice life."

Will took the house key off of his keychain and left on the backyard coffee table. He grabbed his suitcase and threw it in his car.

"Last chance, JJ," he shouted.

"I'm staying here."

Will nodded and started hooking up the moving trailer. Once he had it hooked up, he drove off.

"Mommy," Henry said. "Is everything gonna be okay?"

JJ looked at her son. "Of course they will, Henry. Everything's gonna be fine."

JJ walked back to the backyard to see the team still in shock.

"Are you guys okay?" she asked.

"We're all just trying to process what happened," Garcia said. "It's over?"

"Yeah. I'm staying here. This is where my family is. This is where I belong."

Garcia smiled.

The next day, Spencer walked into the Bullpen wearing sunglasses to protect his eyes from the bright lights. He had woken up with a hangover that morning and was going to pass it off as a headache.

He sat down at his desk and looked at the stack of files on his desk. He sighed. It was going to be a long day.

"Spence," he heard a voice say. Spencer looked up.

"JJ," he whispered. "What are you doing here? I thought you said you were leaving today."

"Well, a good friend pointed me in the right direction and I realized that being with Will wasn't what I needed. But you look like hell today. All that drinking sucks doesn't it?"

"Still not as bad as the hangover I had after Morgan's birthday back in '08."

"Yeah, that was pretty bad." They both laughed a little before Spencer cringed in pain. "Spence, you should really go home. You won't be able to get anything done today with that hangover."

Spencer pondered a moment. "You're probably right. I'm gonna ask Hotch if I can take the day off."

"All right, you do that."

Spencer started to walk toward Hotch's office. "One more thing," he said to JJ.

"What is that?"

"Welcome back, Agent Jareau," he said with a smile. Spencer walked into Hotch's office and explained his situation. hotch agreed to let him go for the day since it was going to be a paperwork day. As he walked out of the Bullpen, JJ caught up to him.

"Spence, about that party in 2008..."

"Haven't said a word about it. We agreed to never speak of it. That's it, okay."

"Okay," JJ said. Spencer walked iunto the empty elevator. "What about everything before that?"

Spencer smiled. "That's up to you, Jennifer." The doors closed.

Okay, I'll be honest that ending may have just been enough to keep me on board the ship. Either way, that poor creature is getting sick right now and I might have to put it down. But, I've got time to see how it will work out in the end. Who knows?

Anyway, I'm done here. If you want me to continue on with this, I'll consider it (this has led me to another path, should I choose to follow it). My focus will be on Dangerous Turn of Events (yes, I'm still working on it; life has just been getting in the way; it WILL get finished) and Detective Reid, but I might come back to this.

Until then, D.C. al Coda is out. Peace.

-D.C. al Coda