Well I finally got my email fixed (Yay!) and so have been able to send this chapter to my beta - Thank you! That means that I should be able to start to update more reguarly and not have as many mistakes in all my chapters. I will finally be able to finish this. Thanks to everyone who has been with me from the start and is still with me! I'm sorry it has taken so long! And thanks to everyone who has reviewed!

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"Yes," Morgan replied in answer to Emily's previous question. "I know this case is hitting you hard. Hell, it's hitting all of us hard but I was wondering if you were ok."

Emily sighed and started pacing the relatively small bathroom. "I'm worried about her Derek," she began knowing full well he knew her well enough, without profiling to tell when she was lying.

"We all are. It's natural to feel like that when a co-worker is undercover. But JJ's strong. She'll make it."

"I hope your right," Emily said as she stopped pacing. "She's one of my closest friends. I can't lose her."

"You're there to protect her Em. Nothing could happen to her," Morgan told her, not sure how much affect his words were having. She sounded close to tears, and he hoped that wouldn't happen. He didn't need someone else to fall apart on this undercover operation.

Emily was silent and that worried him.

"JJ told Taylor about the case. Though Taylor had already figured it out…through her own jealousy," Emily said with a fake laugh. Then, she became serious. "Don't get her into trouble. If she hadn't said anything, Taylor would have and…" she trailed off, not wanting to think about the rest.

"I can't promise anything, but I'll do what I can," Morgan said. Emily heard muffled sounds, as he spoke to someone in the distance, and then he came back on the line, muttering an apology, but he had to go. He wished her goodnight, and then hung up.

"Good night," she said into the phone, even though there was no one on the line. She hung up, and walked back out into the hotel room. She lay down on her bed and stared at the wall for a while. Her mind began to process everything that had happened up until now, and everything that could possibly happen.

"What did Morgan want?" Reid asked Emily, noticing how quiet and still she had become.

Emily didn't answer. After a few minutes of silence, Reid walked over to her bed and realized why she hadn't answered. She was asleep. Reid quietly turned off the lights and climbed beneath the covers of his own bed. Almost as soon as his head hit the pillows, he too, was asleep.

- -

JJ woke up early the next morning and looked around, wondering for a moment where she was. Then, she remembered she was in her hotel in Miami. However, she remembered getting into the SUV last night and nothing after that. She began to ask herself how she got there.

"Agent Prentiss carried you up," Kelly said noticing JJ was awake. JJ looked over at Kelly's bed, startled by the white face she could just make out in the darkness. Kelly turned the lamp on, and both blinked in the sudden light, before their eyes slowly adjusted. "She got some looks too," she continued.

JJ laughed weakly at that, imagining what it must have looked like. But, on the inside she was embarrassed to have fallen asleep and had Emily carry her up to the hotel room.

"Oh she doesn't mind," Kelly added seeing the look on JJ's face, "And, besides, in your condition, you need as much sleep as possible."

JJ looked over at the clock, seeing it was two am. "What about you? You need sleep."

"I woke up an hour ago, I was asleep as soon as I hit the pillow," she said with a small smile. "Besides, I don't sleep much."

"Sorry," JJ apologized, feeling to blame.

"Oh no," Kelly said quickly. "It's not your fault at all. I've had a lot on my mind lately. Before I met you," she added quickly, seeing JJ's expression. "And I have never been a big sleeper."

The two of them went silent, and, within minutes, both were asleep again.

At five am, when JJ's "body clock" woke her up, Kelly was already up; even if she was just lying on her bed flipping through some magazine.

When JJ was finished in the bathroom, she came out, wiping her mouth on her sleeve, and lay down on Kelly's bed. "Anything interesting?" she asked.

"Check this out," she said showing JJ an ad. JJ quickly scanned the ad and smiled. It was for a small shop in Miami advertising some of the coolest beach wear and accessories at relatively low prices. "That would look so hot on you. And look at the price of these," she said excitedly.

JJ smiled as she and Kelly went through the ad, picking out things they thought would look great on each other, or ones they wanted to buy, for themselves or other people. "Oh we just have to go," Kelly moaned.

"Go where?" Emily asked walking into the room. She took in the two girls lying on the one bed, the magazines between them – they had gone through about three magazines in the past hour, all of which had an ad or two for the same place, but showing different items available for sale.

"You guys should get ready," she said seeing they were still in pyjamas. They looked down at their attire guiltily and jumped up off the bed, going around the room and collecting their stuff. Kelly walked into the bathroom leaving JJ to get changed in the bedroom. Emily turned away from JJ, giving her some privacy.

JJ was thankful for this, and as quickly as she could, got changed into her clothes. When she was done, she began to go through her bag of stuff – which happened to be all over the room – for some makeup and her hair brush.

Kelly walked out moments later, hairbrush in hand, and sat down on her bed brushing her hair. JJ found what she was looking for, and began to brush her hair up into a ponytail.

"Thank Em," she said.

Emily gave her a small smile, but also had a confused look on her face.

"For carrying me into the hotel room last night. I know I weigh a lot." They all laughed for a minute. "But seriously," JJ continued. "Thank you!"

"Your welcome," Emily replied sitting down on the side of JJ's bed. "So. Ready yet?"

The girls jumped up, getting their last minute belongings together, before walking out of the room with Emily, and knocking urgently on the other's doors.

- -

"Alright girls," Heather called out, whistle hanging around her neck. "Get running!" The girls started running laps around the complex without second thought. None of them wanted to be punished for cheating or not running laps. JJ was considerably slower then the rest of them, but Taylor, who was in her group, hung back to run with her. She gave JJ a small smile. This scared the blonde and she wondered what had brought on this change. Taylor now had no reason to be jealous of her which could be the reason, but JJ had a nagging feeling there was another reason.

JJ gave Taylor a smile back as they continued to run, until they heard the high pitch sound of the whistle that Heather was blowing. They ran over to Heather, where she ordered them to get down onto the ground, and do one hundred sit ups.

The girls got down onto the ground and started to do sit-ups. They ignored the pain in their stomachs, necks and backs after their fiftieth sit up. They kept going, pushing past pain barriers. After the one hundredth, they lay flat on their backs trying to get their breath back, before stretching it out.

"Good work girls," Heather said with a huge smile on her face. "Now, fifty push ups."

Some of the girls groaned but all of them started on the push ups. Heather walked by each and everyone of them, correcting the way they did them. Whether it be their posture, or position of their feet or hands.

JJ felt like she was at boot camp. Each push up burned her muscles and took her breath away. Her throat became parched but she kept going. She was almost there…

She collapsed after her last push up and lay on the ground for a minute before Heather motioned a young looking guy over. He had a small drink rack and enough drinks in it for everyone. Each girl gratefully took a drink bottle and began gulping down the water.

It was turning out to be a hot day, very hot. JJ remembered how hot it got last time she was out here in Miami – for a case of course – and hoped it wouldn't get as hot. Or hotter. They had a five minute drink break and then got back into it, doing one hundred jumping jacks.

They had a five minute break before changing over to meet up with Trixie for dance. They walked into the hall, and all smiled and relaxed, happy to be in the air-conditioned room. Trixie walked into the room moments later and smiled, seeing everyone looking relaxed and happy.

"You all look happy," Trixie commented looking around. "So listen. I want to work on our performance today. My music is on the table over there," she said waving to the table towards the back of the room where hundreds of CD's lay. "You may listen to any of them, but, as a group must pick a song you like, that we can make a good routine to."

"What's this for?" JJ asked. "The performance, I mean," she added to clarify.

"At the end of the week we have a performance for all the parents to watch," Trixie said excitedly. "It's a great time. And, you guys do all the work. I just help you if you get stuck. Basically you choreograph the routine, perform the tricks, and pick the music."

The girls started towards the table, picking up CDs and examining the back covers to see what songs were on the discs. One of the girls put on a CD and music JJ hadn't heard before blasted out, but, apparently it was a hit song at the moment because all of the girls knew the words and were singing along with it.

It took them over an hour, but eventually they picked out a song that all of them agreed on. The choreography would prove to be far more difficult a task.

After lunch, of which JJ just had a sandwich, feeling too sick and weak to eat much more then just the one sandwich, the girls went down to the field behind the complex and met up with Damien.

"Hey girls. Alright, let's get straight into it," he said with a warm smile, once the last of the girls had arrived.

He worked the girls extremely hard. It was around one n the afternoon, and the sun was beating down on the field. JJ's fears were soon confirmed; it was hotter than the day the team had worked the case in Miami. Then, she had wanted to hook herself up to an IV drip. But now, she wanted to drink the ocean and just live in it - she was that hot and thirsty.

They took a ten minute break and lay down under some trees in the only shade there was for miles. Emily walked over minutes later, and smiled when she saw them. "How's it going?"

"Good good," Damien replied with a cheerful expression. "We were just about to get up and work some more."

"But sir…" Celia started, but with one look from Damien, corrected herself. "Ah, Damien. It's so hot out and we have been working hard all day. Can't we… you know… not work. I mean, it's late in the afternoon, can't we just…"

"You want to be a full time cheerleader. You have to be prepared to work hard. All the time. Any time of day or night."

"Fair enough," Taylor said standing up, wiping her hands on her shorts, before walking over and holding out a hand for JJ, helping her stand up.

"Come on girls," Taylor said.

One by one, with more than a few grumbles, the girls stood up and got ready to work again.

- -

JJ was tired. She just wanted to sleep for the next twenty hours. However, as she put her bags into the trunk of Dana's car – she had finished with whatever she was tied up with and so, took over looking after the girls – her plans were interrupted.

"Oh Kate. There you are," Stacy said walking briskly up to the girls. "I was wondering if I could talk to you?" Without waiting for an answer she told Dana to take the other girls back to the hotel, and she herself would drive Kate home.

JJ and Stacy walked down the abandoned corridors and JJ started to get a cold feeling in her stomach. Knots began to form and sweat accumulated on the back of her neck. Her mind went back to all the crime scene photos and she almost prayed that she wasn't about to become the next victim.

Stacy opened her office door for JJ, and motioned her in. JJ walked in followed by Stacy who sat down in her chair and then JJ politely sat across from her.

"You're extremely beautiful," Stacy stated.

JJ blushed at the compliment, and Stacy saw it. She smiled. "It's nothing to be embarrassed about. You're extremely beautiful; blonde hair, slim body. Some people might get jealous. And, you have such amazing talent. You were born to be a cheerleader."

JJ was beginning to get worried about what was happening. She and Stacy were alone in her office and Stacy was complementing her, telling her how beautiful she was, how much talent she had. She had no idea where this was going at all.

"Were you thinking of becoming a cheerleader in the future? Make a career out of it?" Stacy asked.

Well, considering I already have a career… JJ thought to herself. She turned her attention to Stacy and gave a small smile. "Not really, I was thinking of something else actually."

"Oh," Stacy said, and she seemed truly disappointed. JJ thought she saw a flash of something else in her eyes; anger perhaps. However, it was so quick, and JJ was so hot and tired, that she began to doubt she had ever seen it.

"Well," Stacy continued on. "I just wanted to let you know, that you have amazing talent, and should keep your options open, and at least consider it. Come on," she said standing up. "Let's get you back to your hotel."