A/N: My beta sent me this a week ago - but my dad took my computer away so i coudln't put it up untill now. Sorry! I promise that the next chapter will be up within the next week! Thanks so much to everyone still reading and reviewing!!! I love you all!!!

Mentions of an eating disorder so if that affects you, please don't read! You have been warned.

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"What did Stacy want?" the girls demanded as soon as JJ walked into her hotel room – where the girls had been camping, apparently waiting for her to come back. JJ almost chuckled at the thought, but the conversation with Stacy had her spooked, and she had a bad feeling in her stomach, leaving room for little else.

"Hey guys," JJ greeted with fake enthusiasm

She didn't want to talk about it. The conversation had unnerved her. She could tell there was more to it than meets the eye. But without the heightened skills of her colleagues, she couldn't say what it was.

"How long have you been here?"

"Almost since we got back. So spill," Laura said instantly, her voice demanding. It reminded JJ of Hotch when he was angry or wanted something done straight away.

"Oh, she just wanted to know my opinion on the camp," JJ lied easily enough, and she could tell all the girls believed her. Some even appeared impressed. Stacy had certainly never spoken to any of them, let alone asked their opinion of the camp.

"Come on girl," Kelly said standing up. "Dana is going to take us down to South Beach and we are going to get fish and chips for dinner, and eat them on the beach."

JJ had a shower and let the warm water do it's magic. As it ran over her, it soothed her aching muscles and began to clear her mind.

She got out ten minutes later, dried herself changed into some clean clothes; jeans and a green t-shirt. She left her hair to air dry.

JJ hastily packed a small bag with a towel and swimsuit before they all ran out the door and headed straight for the lobby. They'd told Dana they would meet her there when they were ready to go.

Dana smiled warmly when she saw the girls approaching, and gave them a wave. "Ready to go?" she asked. "Got swimming gear and towels? It might still be warm enough to swim."

"It had better be," Samantha spoke up. "I have a new suit I want to show of."

"It might not be," Kelly spoke up quickly. Samantha frowned. "I heard nights here get pretty cold," she continued.

"They can be," Dana interjected. "It's usually pretty warm during the days, and it cools down at night. But maybe we will get lucky and it will stay warm for a while, and we will be able to swim."

They started walking towards the car in a great mood, looking forward to a relaxing way to end such a hard day. After a day of hard work in the warm weather, it would be nice, just to relax on the beach, sitting by the waters edge, with some fish and chips and some small talk. JJ hoped it would be something other than the case; Stacy, pregnancy or the FBI.

The car trip there took about twenty minutes and was very noisy. Each one of the girls was talking. Whether it be about the camp and how they found it – each girl having been in a different group except for JJ and Taylor - what they were doing tomorrow, their swimsuits, or the cute guy walking down the street - they spoke about it.

- -

As JJ lay on her towel on the beach, all of her worries seemed to disappear and her mind cleared. She forgot who she was, and where she was, as she lay down eyes closed.

They had arrived, bought fish and chips and ate, before the girls ran of and found a bathroom and got changed into their suits, Most of them raced off for a swim in the ocean. JJ hadn't been swimming in years – never having had any time – and so enjoyed it with great satisfaction. She and the others splashed about, playing games and just messing around, almost like people do when they are kids. They didn't care; all of them just had fun.

From what Kelly had told JJ, she had expected them to act differently. She had expected them to be bitchy, take diet pills and anything else they could get their hands on, do their make-up and hair twenty-four/seven, but they didn't. They were just here – a group of friends – splashing about in the ocean, not a care in the world.

JJ had retired after almost an hour in the water. They were lucky, and the weather had held up. It was a rather warm evening.

As JJ lay on her towel, something soft hit her side and she opened her eyes, to see a young looking guy run towards her, and to retrieve, what JJ had just figured out was a volley ball.

"Sorry," he apologized, bending down to retrieve the ball.

"No worries," JJ said sitting up with a smile on her face. He smiled at her and then stuck his hand out.

"I'm Chad."

She shook her hand. "Kate."

"Well, I should get going," Chad said nervously. "Hopefully see you round," he said running off to where he and a small group of his friends were playing volley ball.

As JJ turned back to the ocean, she noticed none of her friend's had seen the exchange and was secretly glad. She knew that they would have run over pestering her with, "Oh my god. Who is he? He's so cute. Are you going to go over and talk to him?"

JJ got up, stripped off her shirt, took off her shorts, leaving her in a black bikini and raced down towards her friends in the ocean. She lost her footing just as she entered the water and tripped, falling on top of Samantha. She pushed JJ off playfully, splashing her with water, while the others all laughed.

Dana called to them soon after and they went into the bathrooms and dried off, before getting changed back into clothes. There were no showers here, so they would have one back at the hotel.

Kelly, JJ, Samantha and Laura all walked out of the change rooms and went back to Dana. JJ realised she had forgotten her bag and ran back to the bathroom to get it. She walked in and gasped.

Taylor had her finger down her throat and was making herself throw up.

At the sound of the gasp, Taylor turned around and froze. She saw JJ and didn't know what to say. She was silent for a minute and then turned away from JJ.

"Why Taylor?" JJ asked concerned for her. "Why are you doing this?"

"Why?" she questioned as if JJ was stupid. "Why? Because my parents expect me to be perfect. Skinny body, hair and make-up done every time we go out. Perfect manors. Best cheerleader in the school. This is why I got angry when you first joined. I was the best, and my parents were finally getting off my back about it. Then… you came and beat me at it."

Taylor walked backwards until she was leaning against the wall and slid down to the ground, pulling her knees closer to her chest, and hugging them there. JJ sat down next to Taylor on the floor.

"I took diet pills but it still wasn't enough. I was too fat for there liking. So I made myself throw up my food. It worked, as I found out, and so I continued to do it. Now… it's just habit. It makes me feel good."

As JJ noticed, Taylor said all of this, with no emotion. She didn't cry, her voice was the same flat tone. She looked at the wall as she said it all.

JJ put an arm around her, not knowing how else to help her. "Have you told them?" JJ asked.

"I tried. Once. Mom was too busy to listen to me and Dad told me to shut up and respect them. No talking to them or something like that. I gave up after that." She used the same monotone and continued to stare at the wall.

"Tell you what," JJ said standing up and holding out a hand to her, which Taylor accepted. Reluctantly. Taylor looked up at her once she was standing. "When this is over. I'll talk to your parents myself. They'll listen to me. A respectable FBI agent."

"Thank you," Taylor said as they walked out and to the others, who were standing on the beach.

"About time," Laura said, "What were you two doing in there?"

"Actually," Kelly spoke up quickly seeing JJ about to answer. "Scratch that. I don't want to know."

"Let's get going," Dana said. The group began to walk slowly towards the car and got in before starting the drive home. JJ, who was in the back, began to miss the black SUV's the team always drove, but, also the driving itself.

When this was over, the first thing she was going to do, was drive around Miami for a few hours. She would drive down to the shop she and Kelly wanted to visit, and they would go shopping there together.

JJ was poked and brought out of this fantasy by Kelly, and realized – looking around – that they were at the hotel. She got out of the car thanking Dana. As if on auto-pilot, JJ walked to the elevator, hit the button for her floor and waited. She got in when the elevator arrived, rode it up to her floor and walked to her room.

She got changed into pyjamas, got ready for bed, and climbed into bed. As soon as her head hit the pillow, she was asleep. All before Kelly was even in the room.

- -

JJ was running laps around the field with the rest of her group the next morning, when she accidentally ran into someone.

"Oh sorry I…" she trailed off. "Chad?" she questioned. He smiled when he saw who it was. "Kate. Good to see you again! I'm glad I got to see you again actually!"

"Oh you too," she said with a confused look on her face. JJ was wondering what Chad was doing here at the camp. He saw this and gave her a questioning look.

"What are you doing here?" she asked. "You're not a cheerleader."

"No," he laughed, "I'm not. But I am the owner's son."

"No way. You're Stacy's son?"

"Yes. Why that so hard to believe?" he teased.

"You just don't look alike… that's all," she said quickly. But truth was, the FBI didn't know she had a son. Garcia hadn't found out anything about a son.

"I know I've been told. I actually look a lot like my dad. Though I'm told have mom's personality."

Hope not JJ thought. Wouldn't want you becoming a serial killer like your mom.

"What's it like having a famous mom?" JJ asked, wanting to find out more information, but as discreetly as possible. Before Chad could answer, Heather was blowing a whistle in JJ's ear. "Five more laps and fifty push ups. Now!"

Chad gave JJ an apologetic look and walked off quickly, because Heather was threatening him with laps and push ups as well. JJ quickly ran her laps, glad it was a much cooler day. Although, it was early.

After running her extra laps, she began her fifty push ups as punishment, and, was annoyed to see everyone else sitting down in the shade while she did them. It took a few minutes, but, once she was finished, she and the others began the one hundred sit ups Heather told them to do.

"Hot?" Chad teased JJ, who had poured some water into her hands, and was splashing it on her face to cool down. JJ had just finished the first hour of Heather's lesson, and, unfortunately it had gotten much warmer. In fact, the day was hotter then the day before. And JJ wasn't used to the heat.

"You have no idea," JJ replied. rubbing a little bit of water onto the back of her neck.

"No," Chad said to her. "What you do is -" and before she knew what was happening, he had grabbed the bottle of water from her hands, and tipped it over his head.

"Tip it over your head," he continued, oblivious to the look she was giving him. She grabbed a spare drink bottle and tipped it over his head. He took a minute to recover.

"Oh that's it. You're so dead."

JJ ran off, away from him, but knowing he would catch up with her anyway. He did. He grabbed JJ around the waist, pulling her closer to him, and started tickling her.

JJ started laughing because, she hadn't been tickled in years – since perhaps she was a young girl – and she was still ticklish. She began laughing and begging for mercy. Which he didn't give. He continued his torture of her until he saw Heather coming. He let go off her and waled away, before she could catch him.

From what JJ gathered, he was scared of her. And with good reason. Despite being nice, she was extremely strict and gave out very harsh punishments for the smallest things.

Heather walked over and told JJ they were getting ready to go again and she should come join the group. As they walked back to the rest of the group, Heather glanced down at JJ's chest before walking away to yell at another girl – Melanie – JJ thought her name was.

JJ glanced down, and saw her white tank top, had gone see through. She silently cursed Chad for it. But, she couldn't really blame him. He was just helping her cool off. She shrugged this thought off, and pulled her shirt off over her head and threw it to the side with her bag – which left her wearing a sports bra and shorts. It was hot, and so most of the other girls had taken their shirts off, and were wearing sports bra's as well. It made JJ feel less self conscious.

The boot camp continued on for another half an hour, until they were told they had a ten minute break before they were to meet up with Damien. Taylor and JJ walked towards the small dining hall, hoping to get some drinks and get out of the sun.

As they were walking, they heard a wolf whistle behind them, and both turned around. Chad was leaning against a tree, watching both of them. JJ rolled her eyes and called out to him. "Never seen a woman before?"

"Oh plenty. Just none as hot as you," he replied in a teasing tone before walking off.

"Ok girl. Who was that?" Taylor asked as the two started walking again.

"That was Chad. He's Stacy's son," she replied as they reached the hall and walked in, both enjoying the air-conditioning that was running. They walked over to the drink table and both poured themselves some water, gulping it down.

"He's so cute," Taylor commented.

"Who?" Laura asked arriving, and pouring herself a drink.

"Kate's boyfriend," Taylor teased. JJ blushed and instantly started denying he was her boyfriend, but was cut of by Samantha, who had arrived just in time to hear the conversation.

"Denial," she teased. "It's a sure sign."

No matter what JJ said, they wouldn't believe that he wasn't her boyfriend. They kept teasing her about it. JJ was glad when they were told to get into their groups again and go off to whatever workshop they had next.

Damien was waiting for them on the field. He smiled happily as they all arrived. "Good to see you again guys. I'm going to get you all, one at a time to show me this routine across the field," Damien told them before explaining the routine. He didn't show them, much to the disappointment of the girls, but, instead got one of the girls, Lara to demonstrate. She did so, and got a huge round of applause. JJ was especially impressed.

The girls lined up as per orders and one at a time did the routine across the field. JJ got more and more nervous as her turn came closer. Sure, she had done some tricks like flips before but she had never done anything like this, and didn't know if she could do it.

Taylor was before JJ, and JJ watched in amazement as Taylor flipped and cart wheeled her way across the field. She was amazing. Everyone cheered as Taylor finished with a perfect landing that JJ recognized from the gymnastics in the Olympics. It was the one that the girls also did after a routine.

JJ was so impressed with her, and, when she caught Taylor's eye, gave her a thumbs up.

She turned her attention to the field, and did what she saw everyone else do. It seemed simple enough, but JJ lost her balance more then once and almost fell flat on her back. She finished and was surprised to see everyone cheering. Apparently she had done well. And no one had seen her mess up.

She walked over to the back of the line where Taylor congratulated her.

"I had no idea what I was doing," JJ confessed to her newly found friend. "I was so nervous. And slipped a couple of times."

"Seriously?" Taylor questioned. "I never noticed at all."

"You were good," Lara commented walking over to them and hearing the last part of their conversation. "But, you need to get rid of the stomach," she said hitting JJ there and walking off.

JJ looked down at her stomach and noticed for the first time, the slight curve. Her baby bump was starting to show. She almost smiled at the thought, while Taylor glared at Lara who was chatting to one of her friends and laughing in their direction.

"She's a bitch. Ignore her. I think you're beautiful. And that's not going to change any time soon."

JJ hugged Taylor and then pulled back. "Same here."

"Thanks. That means a lot. No one had said that before."

"Oi!" Damien called out. "You lot going to sit their chatting all day, or going to participate?"

Damien told them they were going to do lifting, and chose a girl Lauren to be the person thrown. He got some of the girls together, and showed them how to stand together and how to lift the person up into the air.

He got Lauren ready and showed her where to put her weight so she could stand if need be, and how to balance while up in the air.

"Don't look now," Taylor whispered to JJ as the two girls lifted Lauren into the air. "But you've got a secret admirer."

JJ looked over for a second and saw Chad staring at her. She hung her head for a second in embarrassment before a small blush crept into her cheeks. She turned her attention to Lauren and tried to forget Chad was watching her. She also, tried to forget she wore shorts and a sports bra.

"1, 2, 3," Damien called out and the girls threw Lauren up into the air, before getting ready, and catching her as she came down.

"Great," Damien spoke up. "Who wants to go next?"

Lara volunteered and, while getting instructions from Damien, Taylor leaned into whisper to JJ. "Let's drop her!"

"That's mean," JJ spoke up trying to sound angry about it, but she was actually smiling at the plan and almost liked the idea. She and Taylor didn't drop her, however much they wanted to.

Everyone had a go at being thrown up, except for JJ and a few other girls. JJ was next, but had declined saying she had a headache and felt slightly dizzy and didn't want to make it worse. The excuse was true. She did have a headache and was slightly dizzy, which she assumed was from being pregnant and dehydration.

"More like she's fat and doesn't think we will catch her. Good on her, save us from trying to catch her," Lara whispered to her friend, but loud enough for JJ to hear.

"I'll have a go," JJ said looking Lara right in the eye. She was going to prove Lara wrong. She knew in her condition, it wasn't the best thing to do, but what else was she supposed to do? Sit there and take it?

As JJ flew into the air, she started to panic. She was so high up above everyone else and it scared her. She started falling, and ithe thought that no one would catch her kept running through her mind. To her great relief they did catch her. JJ heaved a sigh of relief and stepped of the girls, her legs shaking slightly.

Two strong arms wrapped themselves around her, and she clung to the person, not sure at the moment who it was, but not really caring. When her legs had stopped shaking she pulled away.

"You're like a stalker or something," JJ told him.

Chad smiled at her, giving her a flirtatious smile. "I only stalk the best."

JJ rolled her eyes at that comment and then walked off towards the shade, sitting down to watch the last few girls have their go.

"So Kate," Chad began. JJ looked at him. "Tell me about yourself."

"A girl's got to have some secrets," JJ told him turning her attention back to the rest of her group.

"Playing hard to get. I like," Chad said with a small laugh. "Tell you what? Tell me over dinner. Pick you up from the hotel at eight," he said getting up and walking away.

JJ blushed slightly but tried to forget about it, and concentrate on what Damien was saying. She couldn't however, all she could think about was her dinner date with Chad that night.

- -

"So spill girl," Samantha said over lunch, as the girls sat eating lunch around a small round table in the hall. "What has you looking like that?"

"A guy! Duh!" Laura replied.

"He asked me out. Actually, he's picking me up at eight for dinner," JJ said playing around with her food, not really eating it.

The girls squealed and everyone looked at them. Kelly apologized, and soon the rest of the cheerleaders went back to their own conversations and meals.

"You will have to tell us everything," Taylor made JJ promise. JJ did so, although, she knew there wouldn't be much to tell. It wasn't a date or anything. And, it wasn't like she was going to cheat on her boyfriend, not to mention the father of her unborn child.

Lunch was soon over, and the girls cleared up, before walking off to their next workshop of the day. Taylor and JJ had dance, and were lucky enough to be in the air-conditioned hall. However, before they started, they had to put all the tables and chairs away.

JJ caught sight of Emily walking out of the kitchen. She looked around to make sure no one was looking or paying attention to her. They weren't. "Em," she whispered. Emily looked over at her.

"Stacy has a son. His name's Chad. Get Garcia to run background," she whispered before walking back towards Trixie, where the last of the girls were finishing up. They collected in a group near Trixie who smiled at all of them.

"Can I see what you've got? Maybe give you some pointers?" she asked.

They got into formation while Becky put the music on. They showed Trixie the thirty or so seconds they had put together yesterday. She was beyond impressed and said they didn't need any help. She would be supervising and helped them if they thought they needed it.

She walked off and sat against one wall, and watched as Becky took charge. She went over what they had with everyone – slowly – so as to make sure they all had it and then asked people for ideas of what to do next.

Before she knew it, JJ found that it was time to finish. Time had flown, while JJ was having fun. Trixie gave them a small speech just before they all left for the night. She included how proud she was of all of them, especially considering the fact they had finished their routine, and had only had two sessions on it. She finished up with, "see you all tomorrow and we can have fun. Play games or have a small party to celebrate."

JJ and Taylor were the last to Dana's car and were about to get in when Stacy called out to JJ. "Can I see you?"

She grabbed JJ's arm and practically dragged her into her office and threw her down into the seat. "What the hell were you thinking?"

JJ was confused. "I'm sorry?"

Stacy took a deep breath. "You are beautiful and have so much potential yet you waste it. I have had people tell me you were messing around with Chad all day."

"So what?" she asked. "What's wrong with having a little fun?"

"A little?" Stacy exploded. "That was not a little fun. You must not waste your time on people like him. You must put your effort into cheerleading. That is why you are here," she explained to JJ.

JJ was silent as she listened to Stacy go on and on about how she was wasting her potential. JJ honestly didn't care. She already had a career and a life. She didn't want to be a cheerleader. She tuned out after five minutes and waited patiently for Stacy to finish.

She did and allowed JJ to go, but with a warning, "remember what I said or there will be consequences."

JJ walked out and reached the parking lot before realizing she had no way of getting back to the hotel.

"Need a lift?"

JJ rolled her eyes. Of course Chad would have hung around and offered her a lift back to the hotel.

"I do," JJ replied walking over to his car and getting in. He got into the drivers seat and drove off.

JJ arrived back at the hotel and hugged Chad goodbye walking into the lobby to see a frantic Emily. She grabbed JJ by the arm and dragged her into the nearby bathrooms. "Hotch needs to talk to you!"

Emily gave JJ her phone and put an out of order sign on the bathroom door as JJ dialled Hotch, putting him on speaker phone.

"JJ," Hotch began. "Garcia checked up on Stacy's son. He has his father's last name which is why we didn't find him earlier. He has no record of any kind and lives with his father. He and his mother don't get along, so a judge gave full custody to his father when they got divorced. He died a year ago, so Chad now lives with his mother."

"Nice catch," Morgan spoke up.

"Thanks," JJ said with a small smile. She finally felt like a part of the mission. That she was making a contribution.

"If he doesn't get along with her," Emily spoke up slowly. "Maybe he would rat on her? We could get him to search her house, see if there is any evidence on her?"

"That sounds like an idea," Hotch spoke up. "However, if he doesn't agree he could tip her off. I'm not sure I want to risk that."

'Hotch," JJ spoke up. "He'll agree when I ask him tonight."

"Tonight?" Morgan questioned.

"I'm going out to dinner with him!"