Derek:

Morgan felt a headache coming on as he left JJ's apartment. He shouldn't have kissed her. He felt like shit. He did wrong and he knew it. Of all the things he could've done, that was not the thing to do. Kiss JJ after what happened last night. If he thought he screwed up their friendship before, he definitely did it now. He should have sprung for a cab but he opted to walk, never mind the fact that he lived a half hour away driving. Derek groaned when the clouds opened up in down pour to soak him, it was like God's way of saying "Thou shall not covet thy neighbors wife." Derek pulled his collar up and started walking faster to his place. He knew Clooney must be wondering where he was and he felt even worst about what happened last night. It did not make things better the way JJ kicked him out. She did not even let him get a chance to say something about what happened between them. She barely looked at him and Derek wished he could have done things over but what was done was done.

Derek felt sick and he wanted to just stop and break down in tears but he still had a ways to go before he reached home. He knew that this was not the place to break down but he was so tired and he needed a break. Derek came up to a bench and he sat down, hoping that the rain would let up soon because at the rate he was going, he was going to get sick. Derek moaned in misery since the rain only seemed to be pouring heavier. Derek knew he couldn't stay here any longer so he rose from the bench and he continued on his walk home.

Derek's feet were throbbing; more than upset with him for making them carry him all the way home. Derek was soaked to his underwear and he knew that he had to change his clothes if he was to have any chance of avoiding a cold. He stripped off his clothes and got straight in the shower. He could hear Clooney camping outside the bathroom door and he felt bad ignoring the dog when he walked in. Derek closed his eyes as he allowed the tears that he's been holding back run free. He banged his head against the wall of the shower, angry and ashamed or himself. Everything was going so wrong and he wished he could rewind time to fix everything that happened. He turned the water as hot as it could go hoping that the burn would take his mind away from the agony it was torturing itself with.

Derek wanted his mind to stop flashing back to the way JJ said his mind in the throes of passion; he wanted to forget the way her back arched, her fingers scratching up his back, her whimpers of desire, the way her body shivered from his touch and most importantly the way she felt when he brought her to her release. Morgan hated how his body reacted from just the memories alone of what he and JJ did. He never felt like this before and he was sure that this was not going to turn out good. Derek groaned and he turned the hot water off, turning the shower cold. He had to get his body under control if he was to have any hope of setting the ship right again. Him and JJ had to work this out or it could hurt the team. JJ and him never used to be thick as thieves but as the years went by and after Derek had to take over the BAU Unit for Hotch, him and her have become so much closer. In many ways she has become his confidant, she was the one he went to when he needed validation that he was doing a good job; she was the one he vented to when he felt like he couldn't trust anyone else with his secrets. Derek screwed up and his mind wasn't allowing him to forget, if anything it was torturing him more by showing him that passion and desire that JJ have for each other.

Derek banged his head one more time before turning the water off and dressing in sweats. He pulled on some wool socks and he stared at himself in the mirror as if trying to glare himself into submission, but the face staring back him did nothing. He was angry at himself for allowing things to get out of hand, he was mad at the alcohol for taking away his inhibitions, he was mad at JJ for not giving them the chance to talk about what happened, and he was mad at Will for being that elephant in the room that made what happened between them the biggest mistake either of them could've made. Derek sighed before leaving the bathroom, making sure to scratch Clooney's head before he walked to the cabinet holding his liquor. Derek grabbed the scotch and headed into the living room. He sat down in front of the tv and drank from the bottle directly hoping that the effects of alcohol would make everything better. Derek continued to drink pass the point where he knew he could get very sick. He barely was able to see what remained in the bottle and Derek felt more than wasted. Derek closed his eyes and laid his head back before he passed out.

JJ:

JJ looked around her place not sure what she should do. Henry would be gone for a couple more days and she had no idea when Will would be planning to return home. Her life was a mess right now and it bothered her to no end that the only that had felt right was the thing that should've been the biggest problem of all and that was the night she spent with Derek. It has crossed her mind in the past that she and Derek could be something more than friends; to say that she wasn't attracted to Derek would be the biggest lie of the year. Ever since she laid eyes on him she had fantasies that could porn to shame sometimes. She groaned and grabbed at her hair wishing she could call someone and talk to them about what happened, unfortunately for her, the person she would usually call happens to be the other half of the problem; Derek has become her confidant much like she has become his.

It wasn't always that way, of everyone on the team, her and Derek probably spent the least amount of time together but as the team changed from Elle leaving and Rossi joining the team, her and Derek started doing things together and things really started to change between them when Derek took over the BAU for Hotch. He started coming to her for her opinion on things and she started coming to him because she knew that he needed the support that no one else was giving because they were to busy adjusting to the change. Morgan was so concerned with how he was doing that JJ knew he needed that someone that was going to be frank with him.

She felt shitty and even worst she knew that this was not going to disappear. She looked around her apartment again wishing that she could take back what happen, wishing she never invited him in. Derek has always had that effect on her, where he could disarm with a smile and make her feel at ease with him. He could make her feel safe and sexy with just one look. It amazes her how much power Derek has over her and how much he brings her guard down. In front of everyone else JJ was the team member that had a family and everything together, but with Derek he knew her weaknesses and her fears, he knew how to awaken her desires and he picked up on when she wasn't feeling her best. It was this ability that scared JJ; it's this ability that Will should have, but he doesn't, he doesn't make her feel as safe or strong as Derek does, he doesn't make her smile or feel better like Derek does. JJ stopped herself because if she continued then she'd just remind herself that Will will come up short in every category she compares him to Morgan.

JJ walked back into her room and she could still smell the sex in the air and she groaned as flashes of what happened between her and Morgan came to her mind. Her body started to hum from what it went through and she had no doubt in her mind that her traitorous body enjoyed itself immensely. She smiled a small smile when she realized that Derek changed the sheets for her. She felt bad about how she made him leave but she knew that if he stayed that they would end up right back here in her bed and that would solve nothing. She closed her eyes against the vision of her bed and how they made love so passionately. It was more than she could handle. This jus made everything so much more difficult for them. She hated this feeling and she wished that it would disappear. When he kissed her in the kitchen, it was like he was reading her mind, like he knew her deepest desires.

JJ shook her head and walked into her bathroom to take a shower, hoping that she could wash away what happened between them. It was not like she wanted to forget but she knew if she kept it on her mind, she would want it again and that would just add to the many problems her and Will already have and she couldn't handle a strained relationship with Derek. She turned the shower to scalding hot and climbed in, wincing a little at the burning water. This was not supposed to happen, her and Derek was not supposed to come to this and the more she thought about it, the more she wished she could go back in time and stop this from happening. JJ ducked her head under the water wishing it could wash away everything that happened but the water did nothing to assuage the chaos in her mind.

This sucked and she fucked up so badly. JJ wanted to scream so badly that the urge nearly carried her away, but she had bottled it in. She hoped that Derek was handling this better than her because she knew that this had to disappear or be ironed out before it affected the team. JJ banged her head against the wall in the shower and wondered if Derek was doing the same things she was. She couldn't shake the feeling that Derek was going through the same agony that she was and she wished that they could find away to come to each other and fix it but that was impossible. There was too much between them for it to be a simple "hey, it was a mistake, let's just forget it happened and move on." JJ groaned and turned off the water. She got out the shower and stared at herself in the mirror; for all the turmoil she was feeling her body and face looked so relax that it added to her frustration. She closed her eyes and the vision of Derek coming up behind her and holding her as they stared at their reflection in the mirror made her groan because they looked so good together.

JJ opened her eyes and walked out the bathroom to go change into something more comfortable. She pulled her hair into a ponytail and she looked out the window. She noticed the rain and she wished she at least knew how Derek was getting home. She felt pretty shitty about kicking him out the way she did but she knew or believed that it needed to be done. She started for the bed but she stopped, she couldn't lie in it, knowing what she and Derek did so she headed for the couch in the living room and she crashed there till sleep overtook her.