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It had been now almost a month since Ian had taken us to Italy, and they had not so much as heard a peep from the BAU team. Emily was sure they had given up on them, but Riley was not so sure.

Emily woke up one morning to find that Ian was gone. She rushed to the bathroom to see if her period had come, as she had now been waiting almost a week and a half for it, and it hadn't arrived.

Emily looked for even the slightest drop, but there was nothing.

"Shit," She hissed. She stood, flushed and washed her hands. She walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen.

"Patrick?" She called out. It felt weird calling him that, but it was part of the deal. She got the happy, or not so happy, family life she had always wanted, and he got them. There was no response, but then Emily came upon a note.

Love,

I have gone out to the market to get food. Sophie said she wanted to take Aidan out of the house and into town for a little while. I told them they could go when you woke up. Sophie and Aidan have seemed to have settled into our new life by now. You, however have seemed distant lately, and until I know for sure that I can trust you, you're going to have to stay home. Can't have you running, can we?

~Patrick

"Can't trust me? I'm probably carrying your baby, you bastard? You don't call that trust?" Emily yelled.

"Mom?" Emily heard a voice from the kitchen door. Emily whipped around to see Riley standing there with tears forming in her eyes.

"Riles…" Emily murmured.

"You're pregnant?" Riley cried out.

"Riley, I…" Emily began, but she didn't know what to say

. "You're a traitor! You betrayed us! You're a bitch," Riley spat at Emily, and ran out off the room.

"Riley!" Emily called out and chased after her, but Riley was leading Declan down the driveway of the villa.

"Riley!" Emily called again, but Riley and Declan were practically gone.

"God damnit," Emily cursed and sank to the ground as tears rolled down her face in defeat. Now she was alone to deal with this on her own. She needed a pregnancy test. She would have to ask Ian to buy her one. That means she'd have to tell Ian. If she was pregnant with his baby, they would never be able to leave.

.oOo.

"Sophie, Mommy was calling you," Declan pointed out.

"Was she? I didn't hear," Riley lied.

"Yes you did," Declan said with a frown. Riley changed the subject as they entered the town.

"Want some gelato, buddy?" Riley asked seeing an gelato cart.

"Ok," he nodded in excitement.

"Here," Riley said, handing him some money, "Go buy two, and find a table over there," Riley motioned to a group of picnic tables, "I need to get something from this store and then I'll be over," Riley explained.

"Ok!" He said with a grin. He took the money and ran off. Riley walked over to a small store and walked in.

"Excuse me," Riley began, "Is there a phone I could use?" She asked, the man standing at the counter.

"Non parlo ingress, mi dispiace," The man replied. He didn't speak English.

"Uh…telefono," Riley tried. She didn't know any Italian.

"Mi dispiace perdere, non capisco," The man said. He really didn't understand her. Just then, a boy about Riley's age, with short brown hair walked up behind Riley and said to the man, "Mi scusi, signore. C'e un telefono questa ragazza puo usare?"

"Ah, naturalmente. Lei può usare questo," The man said, handling me a cordless phone.

"Grazie," Riley replied to the man. That's all the Italian she spoke. She said the same to the boy, who smiled in return and walked away, as Riley dialed the number.

"Hello?" The woman on the other end answered.

"JJ?" Riley asked.

"Riley?" JJ asked in shock.

"Yeah. I can't talk to long, though," Riley whispered, making sure no one was watching her, and trying to keep an eye on Declan.

"Where are you?" JJ asked.

"Italy. Everyone's fine…no one's hurt, but mom might…be pregnant. I think she is," Riley rattled off quickly.

"With his baby?" JJ asked in disgust.

"Yeah…mom's falling in love with him again JJ, or at least that's what it looks lilac," Riley reported.

"Riles. We'll come get you," JJ began quickly.

"No!" Riley interrupted, "Not yet. We can't risk it. If we can gain his trust then he might not suspect a thing, and when he's vulnerable…either me or mom will kill him. I'm not afraid to end this, but mom might be," Riley explained.

"I miss you so much, Riley," JJ murmured.

"I miss you too JJ. Give my love to Henry and Will," Riley said, hurrying the call along before she was caught.

"No Riley, wait! Don't go!" JJ exclaimed.

"Jayje, I have to go before someone sees me. I'll call back in a few days. Expect my call," Riley said.

"Riley!" JJ called out again.

"I love you," Riley said and hung up. Riley handed the phone back to the man, and put a couple Euros down.

"Longa distanza," She explained, when he looked confused.

"You need to work on your Italian," a voice said with a chuckle. Riley whipped around to see the boy who had helped her.

"I know," She said with a laugh. She thanked the man and turned back to the boy, and began to walk.

"I'm Sophie," she offered.

"Peter," he said back.

"Doesn't sound very Italian to me," she teased.

"I'm not. I'm from the US, just like it seems you are," he explained.

"I am…Quantico/ DC area," she explained with a shrug.

"I'm from DC," he said nodding.

"That's my brother over there. Want to have some gelato with us?" Sophie asked.

"Sounds weird saying gelato and not ice cream, right?" he said with a laugh, following her to Declan.

"Definitely," Riley agreed, "Hey buddy, what did you get?"

"Chocolate for you and strawberry for me," He explained and passed the bowl of chocolate to Riley. She got up and walked back with an extra spoon and handed it to Peter.

"Aidan, this is Peter," Riley introduced the two.

"Hi," Declan said with his mouth stuffed full of gelato. There was strawberry gelato covering his face.

"Aidan that's gross," Riley teased, wiping his face with a napkin. Riley took a bite of her gelato and grinned, passing it to Peter.

"So much better than ice cream," She laughed.

"I would say so," He laughed as well.

"So how long have you been in Italy?" Riley asked.

"Two years now," He explained, "It's a bit of a sob story at first. Do you really wan to hear?" He said with laugh.

"I'm sure, unless you don't want to tell," She said with a supportive smile.

"Well, my dad five years ago, when I was 10. My mom didn't have enough money to support me, so I moved in with my uncle. My uncle gets a job, and its transferring him here. We move here, because other wise I would have had to go into foster care and anything is better than that. He meets this pretty woman that works with him. She's American, too. They start dating, and I got really close with her and her family, because I didn't really have one of my own. My uncle and the girlfriend just got married, and so they're on a month long honey moon, so I'm living with the wife's brother," Peter explained.

"I'm sad for you," Riley said with compassion.

"Thank you…I hate when people say they feel sorry for me…so I appreciate that," Peter said with a small smile.

"I know what you mean," Riley said understandingly. Riley hated it too, but she couldn't tell Peter her real story, because as Sophie O'Donnell, it wasn't true. Peter grasped her hand, which was sitting on the table, and held it gently for a moment. Riley bit her lip.

"What?" Riley asked, when she saw Peter giving her a curious look. His blue eyes bore into her soul. They reminded her of JJ.

"You just look like someone I knew when young…probably a year old. I've seen pictures of her throughout the years, but I only met her when I was little," He said with a smile.

"Hmm… I don't know," Riley said shrugging.

"Her name was Emily," He said reminiscing, "my uncle's wife's brother used to date her when they were kids," He said with a laugh.

"What did you say the brother's name was?" Riley asked practically choking.

"John," he said with a smile, "I don't know why I told you all that. Sorry," He apologized.

"No, no it's fine," Riley said recovering quickly, "All done?" she asked turning to Declan.

"Yes! Let's go see daddy and mommy," Declan suggested.

"Sounds good," Riley said nodding.

"Do you, uh, want to come over and have dinner?" Riley asked Peter.

"I wish I could, but that's John over there calling me, but hey, how about we meet here tomorrow? Same time?" Peter asked with a grin.

"It's a date," Riley said, not meaning it as an actual date, "I mean-" she began but he laughed.

"I got it," Peter said with a wink.

"Bye, Peter," Riley waved and watched him walk off to John. That was her father.

"Oh my god," Riley murmured, getting a full view of him, "Shit, Aidan, let's go," Riley said in a panic. She grabbed the little boy's hand and led him away quickly. Peter went to explain to John about Riley, but when he turned to point her out, he saw that she was gone.

.oOo.

"I'm home, love," Ian called out.

"In here," Emily called nervously. Ian made his way into the living room.

"Where you crying?" He asked.

"Patrick...Ian…I…God," she murmured, cursing herself as the tears started to fall again. Ian sat down next to her, and waited patiently for her to stop crying.

"Ian, I'm pregnant," She admitted, biting her lip.

"It's mine?" He asked her hopefully.

"Yeah…" she nodded.

"Why are you crying about this?" He asked.

"Because I thought you wouldn't want to keep it," She lied.

"Of course I do," Ian said, shocked Emily would even think that.

"Oh thank god," Emily breathed a fake sigh of relief. She wrapped her arms around Ian and hugged him tightly. He broke away and pulled her back in for a kiss.

"I love you," Ian paused, "Emily."

She chuckled, "I love you too," she agreed and this time she was almost sure she was sincere in it, which scared her.

Emily snuggled into Ian's arms on the couch. She heard the door open.

"Mom?" Riley called as she and Declan walked in the front door.

"In here, with your father," Emily called. She ran into the room.

"Can you uhm, come to the bathroom?" Riley asked, biting her lip. Ian raised an eyebrow.

"Why?" He asked her.

"Girl issues," Riley lied. Ian held up his hands and didn't want to hear. Emily kissed Ian's cheek and got up. Declan plopped down next to Ian.

"So tell me what you two did today?" Emily heard Ian ask Declan as they walked into the other room.

"Hey babe, what's going on?" Emily asked Riley when they were in the upstairs bathroom.

"Two things. One…I talked to JJ," Riley said.

"What?" Emily hissed.

"I used a store phone. It's fine. Don't worry," Riley assured her.

"How are they?" Emily asked, biting her lip.

"Good. They're all good," Riley said. Emily wanted to cry, but she refused.

"What's the second thing?" Emily asked.

"I met a boy…his name is Peter. He lives with his uncle and his uncle's new wife. Now they are on their honey moon and Peter is staying with the wife's brother," Riley explained.

"Why are you telling me all this?" Emily asked.

"Because he said I looked like someone he knew when he was a baby. Someone named Emily. And the brother… his name is John. Mom…it's John Cooley. It's my dad," She murmured.

Emily was in complete and utter shock.

"Did you talk to him?" She hissed.

"No. Because that would blow our cover…but I'm sort of going on a date with Peter tomorrow," Riley said sheepishly.

"Riley you can't!" Emily explained.

"And you can't have sex with him. But you did. JJ is thoroughly disgusted that you are pregnant with his child," Riley spat.

"Please stop, Riley. Stop being angry at me," Emily pleaded.

"Mom, how can I not? I know it's not. But you're only thinking of yourself. This man is a TERRORIST. He tried to kill you. How can you want this for us? How can you want this for yourself?" Riley exclaimed angrily.

"Girls?" Ian called from downstairs, "Everything ok?"

"We'll be down in a minute!" Emily called. She turned back to Riley, "You can't let John see you," She said firmly, "All that's different is our hair," she said, pointing out the auburn/honey colored locks that used to be raven black.

"I know…but I really like him," Riley said softly, biting her lip.

"I'm sorry honey," Emily whispered, "I really am."

"I'm sure," Riley murmured and walked away. She knew she wasn't being fair, but life wasn't fair ever, was it?

.oOo.

JJ bounced Henry on her hip as she knocked impatiently on Hotch's door. Hotch finally came to the door.

"JJ?" He asked surprised. He saw her tears, "What's wrong?"

"I talked to Riley, Hotch," JJ said, as tears gently began to fell.

"JJ come on in," Hotch said, letting her in out of the cold. When she was inside, taking off her shoes, he brought her to the living room.

"Where's Will tonight?" He asked curiously.

"Late shift at DCPD," JJ said sadly.

"Here, Henry look's tired. I'll bring him into the guest room. Why don't you sit down," He said. JJ handed of a dozing Henry.

"Do you want coffee?" He asked JJ.

"Sure. I'll make it. Do you want some?" She called to him, standing up and going into the kitchen.

"Sure," He agreed and brought Henry to the guest room. When he came back, JJ was just finishing up the coffee.

"Here," She said, pouring a steaming mug of it for him.

"Thanks," He said.

"I'm sorry to come here so late. She just called an hour ago and I didn't know what to do," JJ confessed.

"It's ok. I'm glad you came," Hotch said, leading her back to the living room. They sat down and placed the coffee on the table.

"What did she say?" He asked her.

"She couldn't talk long she said," JJ explained, "But she said everyone was safe and healthy. She said she would call again soon, and that…once they got Doyle to trust them more, either she or Emily would kill him. She said that Emily seems to be falling in love with him again," JJ said sadly.

"Damnit," Hotch hissed in aggravation.

"There's more," JJ said, bracing herself for the repercussions of what she was about to share.

"Go on," Hotch egged.

"She's pregnant. With his baby," JJ said, and the tears fell again. Hotch wrapped his arms around JJ, as she cried. Hotch was JJ's best friend and just like a big brother to her. He and Will were good friends, and he and Emily were very close, too. This was hard on all of them.

"It'll be ok, JJ. It will," He assured her, as she sobbed silently in his arms