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A/N: Sorry about taking so long I moved from Texas to L.A. and then back to Texas and I've been working two jobs so my story had to be halted for a little bit, but I'm back now with new chapters!
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Mount Horizon High School, Agnes Washington
"Are you sure we're going the right direction?" Morgan asked tapping the GPS which didn't even register a Mount Horizon on its map.
"Mount Horizon 1 mile ahead," Hotch read out loud causing Garcia to stifle a giggle.
"How did she sound when you talked to her this morning?" Emily asked from the back seat where her and Garcia had been watching the men folk argue over directions for four hours.
"She sounded like J.J.," Hotch said as the car bumped slightly heading off the road and onto what appeared to be a large gravel driveway, "When we get there I don't want anyone pressuring her to talk until we've had a chance to feel out this situation."
The car was filled with the slight sound of heads nodding.
"There's our boy genius," Garcia smiled as they pulled next to another black SUV and parked in front a large cabin like building marked administration.
"Where's J.J.?" Hotch asked as he got out of the car surprised that the two of them weren't together.
"She's chopping wood," Reid said with a slight smile, as each of his team members gave him a 'you've got to be kidding me look', "I was helping her but she thought it might be safer if I come and look out for you guys."
"You chopped wood?" Morgan asked unable to hold back a laugh.
"He actually wasn't too bad," J.J. smiled as she pulled off her work gloves and joined the group.
"J.J.!" Garcia shrieked in pure excitement as she ran over and threw her arms around her friend.
"Garcia… I… can't… breathe," J.J. choked out between gasps of air.
"Sorry kitten," Garcia smiled in an awe shucks fashion until she looked at J.J.'s suddenly pale face, "What's wrong?"
The closet was cramped too cramped for a ten year old to try and squeeze herself inside.
"Shelby?" a male voice called from somewhere outside the closet, "You're too old for these games kitten."
"Please don't find me, please don't find me," She whispered breathlessly as she pushed a tiny strand of blonde hair behind her ear, hoping beyond hope God heard her tiny prayer.
"Kitten daddy needs you," The slimy voice whispered again his house shoes gently tapping the laundry basket beside the bed, "Not in there."
His laugh sent shivers down her spine and she knew with out a shadow of a doubt that he was toying with her that he knew exactly where she was. As this thought left her mind as if on cue the slimy voiced man opened the closet door and extended his hand, "There's my girl, there's my beautiful girl."
She took his hand grudgingly and became dead weight forcing him to drag her out of the closet.
"Always so stubborn," He smiled wickedly, "Maybe Jess could be daddy's little Kitten."
She pulled her hand out of his, got off the floor, and walked silently over to the bed his hand slowly inching down her back, "Now that's a good girl."
"Lets get you guys all settled and introduced and then I feel like kicking Morgan's butt in rock climbing is in order," J.J. smiled as best she could as she ignored the worried looks her team was giving her.
"You wish," Morgan, joked glad to see that J.J. didn't seem to be holding his nasty comments against him.
"You'd be rather surprised by some of the crazy things J.J. knows how to do," Reid said as he pushed a strand of hair behind his ear.
"For some reason that doesn't surprise me at all," Hotch said watching J.J. closely as the group headed off to find Peter.
As they walked J.J. couldn't help but be glad that her team was treating her like they normally would.
The day had gone by quickly and by the time they had finished with getting settled and relaxing it was almost time for dinner.
"You wish it was just bad footing, I beat you fair and square," J.J. boasted playfully as the team made their way from the rock-climbing wall back to the dorm.
"Just you wait," Morgan teased glad that now he had someone to go to the gym with when they got back to Quantico.
"It was nice of Rossi to stay behind to finish the paperwork," J.J. said with a small smile remembering the mountain of paperwork she had to fill out the day before. She had never known planning a funeral could be so stressful.
"I didn't think you'd have the nerve to show up here after what you did," A tall brunette said from the front porch of the cabin they were staying in.
"I didn't think you'd be pregnant so I guess we both got a surprise," J.J. smirked taking a few steps toward the building as the brunette walked to meet her halfway, "How are you doing Dais?"
"How am I doing? How do you think I'm doing, you stupid Bitch?" Daisy screamed as she slapped J.J. across the face.
"M'am you just assaulted a federal officer," Emily spoke up even though they all seemed stunned by what was happening.
"It's fine Emily, I had that one coming," J.J. said turning from the still fuming women to face her team who all wore a similar shocked expression, "Daisy."
"Don't you dare smile at me," Daisy spat and raised her hand to smack J.J. again.
"I understand that you're angry Dais," J.J. started grabbing her old friends arm and holding it firmly, "I understand you are hormonal and sad… now understand this, if you try to hit me again I will give you a bitch slap so hard you'll go into early labor."
"Scott said you were so different now," Daisy said with a smug look on her face as J.J. released her arm, "None of us really change that much."
"I noticed," J.J. said slightly bitter at her friends attitude, "So who knocked you up?"
"My husband," Daisy said still fuming as the door to the dorm opened revealing a frail looking brunette with a large smile plastered on her face.
"Shelby!" The thin brunette yelled in excitement before jogging over to where the group stood.
"Jules?" J.J. asked noticing how different yet exactly the same Juliette looked.
"Yep," Juliette smiled shyly this time as she went in for a quick hug.
"Excuse me," Garcia smiled timidly putting her hand up in the air behind the three women, "I'm kind of confused."
"Oh yeah sorry," J.J. started turning a little red from embarrassment, "Guys this is Juliette Waybourne and Daisy Friedkin? Graves? Libinowski?"
"Actually it's Dr. Daisy Barringer now," Daisy said confidentially and utterly unapologetic for slapping J.J.
"Wait where's Ezra?" J.J. asked before she completely understood, "Wait! You married my ex-boyfriend?"
"I think you might need to go pop some popcorn Brown Sugar," Garcia whispered to Morgan, "This is about to get good."