Once home JJ sleeps until just after 4 p.m. She gets up and hears Henry and Emily playing with his racetrack in the playroom. She walks in and leans over to kiss Emily on top of the head.

"Did you get any sleep?"

"Yep. Got up around 2:30. I'm good for the night."

"You suck. How do you go on so little sleep?"

Emily shrugs. "Don't know. Just always could do it."

"Yeah, well, twenty bucks says that will change by month 4 of your pregnancy."

Emily chuckles. "Not taking that bet. I've read all about the changes your body goes through. That one was listed about 10 different times."

A head bumps JJ's leg. She smiles down at Henry who is using her jeans to pull himself up to standing.

"Hey, Little Man. Didn't mean to ignore you. How you doing today?" She leans over and picks him up. "You keeping Mama entertained?"

"No!"

JJ's eyes widen and Emily scrambles to her feet.

"Did…did you answer me, Henry?"

"NO!" he says emphatically.

The women laugh. "Great. So you know 'Mama' and 'no'. Things are about to get interesting aren't they," JJ chortles.

"NO! Mama!"

JJ gives him a big kiss. "I'm proud of you. But when you use them like that I feel so unwanted."

"Oh, baby, he loves you. I bet his next word is Mommy."

"Maybe. The books all say 'Dada' should be next."

"Ah. True. So maybe his fourth. At some point he'll love you again," Emily teases.

JJ gives her a dirty look then looks at Henry. "You hear how she's treating your Mommy? So mean. Mean, mean Mama."

"No! Mama!"

Emily laughs. "Thanks, Champ! Glad someone has my back." She gives him a kiss.

JJ grunts. "I need coffee." She gives him another kiss and hands him back to Emily. "After I get caffeinated I'll be studying in the living room."

"Okay. If you need any help, let me know." Emily leans over and gives JJ a kiss. "I love you."

"Love you, too."

Around noon on Saturday JJ comes storming into the house, slamming the door behind her. With Henry asleep, Emily had been working on laundry. She hurries up from the basement. To see what's got JJ in a huff. She finds her wife in the kitchen, beer in hand and very obviously pissed.

"Jen? What's wrong? What happened?"

"I fucking failed, that'swhat happened."

Emily stares at her a minute. "But I thought it would be a week before grades were posted?"

"It doesn't matter. I fucking failed." She slams her beer down on the counter. "One damn question asked about the mental state of Charles McGrew at the apex of his cult's downfall. Charles Freaking McGrew! I had no damn idea who the hell he was!" Emily swallows, knowing too well who he was. "How the fuck do I forget the man that beat the crap out of you while I listened? Sure he went by Ben Cyrus but his real name was Charles McGrew. I still have nightmares about that bastard!"

She leans on the counter. Emily walks over and carefully lays her hands on her shoulders. JJ drops her head down onto her hands.

"How did I forget him, Emily?" she says morosely.

Emily has a feeling that her anger is more about forgetting that bastard than messing up the question. She stands her up, turns her around and pulls her into a hug. She feels the tremor that signals that JJ is crying.

"Sweetheart, I wish you'd wipe that bastard from your mind forever. I wish he'd be nothing more than a case study in a book to you because I know anytime you hear his name or think of him you relive what you heard that day. And I hate that you spent time wondering if I had lived or not from that beating." Emily kisses her on the temple. "That bastard deserves to be forgotten."

JJ slowly leans back and looks into Emily's eyes. "That day…I kept telling myself he was a preferential pedophile. But I couldn't stop worrying he would…would rape you just to exert power over you. Or that he'd let his men rape you." She leans in close again. "I hate that bastard. I hate him so much."

Emily runs her hands up and down JJ's back. "I know, sweetheart. Had he lived he wouldn't have made my Christmas list, either." Emily is glad to hear JJ chuckle. "So, what exactly did you put for that question?"

"I rambled on about how he would have prepared his final solution to prove to his followers that the police and FBI were persecuting them. And that he would convince his followers that they would be going to God and taking the minions of Satan with them."

Emily smiles. "Well, that sounds right to me."

"Maybe. But I think the proctor will grade me down for not being personal with my answer."

"If he does, tell him you had to step back and do it from a clinical perspective because the personal would have been an unfair advantage over students that had not lived that day."

JJ grins at Emily. "You mean lie to him?"

Emily chuckles. "I mean be creative with the truth. You know, like trying to break a suspect and lying to him about what you really know."

JJ shakes her head, a grin on her face. "You're nearly evil sometimes, Agent Prentiss."

"Only when it comes to you, Agent Jareau." She gives her a deep kiss. "I'm sure you did fine. Hopefully this house will celebrate two passed tests this week."

JJ runs her hand over her wife's stomach. "I hope so, baby. I really, really hope so."

All day Emily sees JJ is stressing about the test. Obviously the Charles McGrew/Ben Cyrus question wasn't the only one she had doubts about. It was probably just the most personal one. She decides a fun movie they both enjoy is called for. As they crawl into bed, JJ sees the DVD remote on the bed.

"What's this?"

"I'm thinking you need a movie to take you mind off your test or you won't get to sleep. I took the liberty of choosing one that we both like."

JJ smiles and gives her a kiss. "Thank you, sweetheart."

With pillows propped up a little, JJ snuggles up to her wife. They turn off the bedside lamps as Emily hits play. JJ chuckles as "It's In the Water" comes on. She kisses Emily's neck.

"Good call, baby."

"Well, I know you mentioned we hadn't watched it in a while when we were straightening up the DVD collection."

JJ snuggles even closer as Emily holds her tightly. By the end of the movie, JJ's eyes are heavy and Emily knows her wife will get some sleep that night instead of staying up all night worrying about the test she took that morning.

"Goodnight, baby. I love you," Emily says as she kisses her wife.

"I love you, too, Emily. Thank you for always knowing what I need."

Emily smiles. "You do the same for me." She lifts up JJ's left hand. "I think it was part of the deal with these little rings."

JJ smiles. "Mmmm…one of the best parts."

They share one more kiss and settle in to sleep.

A/N: 5 for 5 DarXe. :o)