a/n: hi all. thanks for the reviews, favorites, etc. as promised, a quick update for you all. this is pretty fluffy w/ some angst. hope you're enjoying and even though i have a plan for this story, message me or leave any ideas, thoughts, likes, and dislikes you have about the story & ill try to cater to your needs/hopes/dreams/etc. and incase you're curious, i'm writing a one shot (it was an idea i really liked that came really quick)…looking at the time when Foyet stabbed Hotch…with an added factor (JJ). So that should be out sooner or later….so look for it. FOLLOW ME ON tumblr. this is like my fandom blog/myfic blog,etc. shh-the-adults-are-talking (DOT) tumblr (DOT) com.

WARNING: i apologize for any incorrect italian. i don't speak an ounce of it…and idk how accurate google translate is.

lovee yah,

Kaitlin

Almost five months had past since Emily, Riley, Ian and Declan had reached Italy. Emily was now showing, because she was about five months pregnant. She and Ian had grown closer, while she and Riley had grown farther apart. It broke her heart to see that happening to them, but she had to let it happen, for the survival of the family. She knew what she was doing, and she knew that even if she seemed like a frigid bitch to Riley, it was only for her safety.

There was a ring at the doorbell of the villa.

"Hon, can you get that? Your father and I are…" Riley couldn't hear the rest of her mother's words because they became muffled with giggles.

"Go it. No biggy," Riley called bitterly. She was hoping to avoid Ian and her mother anyway. As kind as Ian had been, she would never forgive him for what he had done to her, and worse, what he had done to her mother. What she truly didn't understand was why her mother, who used to give everything she had to protect her, was now suddenly head over heels for a man who tried to kill her, and was completely acting as if Riley wasn't even there.

"Bastard tried to kill her. Talk about love," Riley muttered angrily as she opened the door. Peter was standing there with a grin on his face. Even though at first her mother had forbid her from hanging out with him, in fear that John would see them, she had finally relented, as long as she steered clear of John.

"Hey," He said.

"Hi," She said biting her lip. They had become really close since the first day they had met, when he unknowingly helped her call home, "Want to come in?" She asked.

"Sure," he said with a grin.

"Mom, Dad, Peter's here," Riley called up the stairs.

"Ok, honey," Her mother called down. Riley heard another giggled followed by Emily calling for Aidan, chuckling.

"How are you? You look…frustrated," Peter commented.

"Ah. You know. It's normal," Riley said with a shrug. Peter gently brushed the bangs that had fallen out of Riley's face.

"Want to go out? Grab some food?" Peter asked.

"Was that a really smooth way of asking me out? Using my vulnerability to your advantage, Peter?" Riley teased with a raised eyebrow.

"That depends on your answer, Soph. Do you want to go out with me?" He asked. Riley laughed.

"I do," Riley nodded.

"Then, yeah. I am super smooth," Peter said standing. He took Riley's hand.

"I'm leaving. I'll be back later," Riley called to Ian and Emily, who probably weren't listening anyways.

"Ok. Don't be out to late, love," Ian called down. Riley mumbled a 'sure' and followed Peter outside.

Once they were out and walking down the driveway, Riley grinned at Peter.

"So, where are we going?" Riley asked with a chuckle, as she and Peter walked hand and hand down a stone stairway in a garden.

"It's a classic. A little cliche, but very nice," He said laughing.

"Oh ok, Mr. Classy pants," Riley teased with a wink. This was there typical behavior towards each other, the casual flirting, the teasing, and they always hugged or held hands, but for some reason, the fact that he had asked her out officially made it all a bit different.

They finally reached the bottom of the stairs, and there a cute small restaurant awaiting them.

"Cia, Lorenzo. Ho fatto una prenotazione per due?" Peter said in his flawless Italian.

"Naturalmente, Peter. Ho accantonato un posto special per void due," The man named Lorenzo said with a grin. The man led them into the back of the restaurant where a small table was set simply, with white linens, and a red rose.

"Questa e bella," Riley said softly to the man.

"Wow, you're getting better at you're Italian," Peter teased, "Grazie," Peter said to the man, who left.

Peter pulled out Riley's chair and then sat in his own.

"Such a gentleman," She teased with a wink.

"I try," he said laughing. There was a bottle of wine on the table.

"Just a little," He said with a shrug, "You don't need to get drunk," He teased, and poured some of the red liquid into glasses for both of them. Riley laughed. It's not like she hadn't gotten drunk before, but never with a boy she was head over heels for.

A few minutes later, the man came back with two steaming plates of spaghetti and meatballs.

"Il nostro special," he said with a grin.

"Thank you," Riley said.

"Posso oftener qualsiasi altra coos?" the waiter asked, waiting to see if they needed anything else.

"No thank you," Peter said with a smile, and the man left the two alone.

"Classic…like Lady and the Tramp, or I guess, you're a guy, so you probably didn't watch that," Riley said laughing, taking a bite of the delicious spaghetti.

"That's where you're wrong. Now, I'll deny if you ever say anything, but I love that movie," He joked.

"You're hilarious," Riley said. They ate, and joked and laughed together.

After dinner, they walked back under the stars to Riley's house, swinging their hands together.

"Good night, Soph," he said softly, when they reached her house.

"Thank you for the best night of my life," she said with a laugh.

"So does that mean there's going to be a date two?" Peter asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Definitely," Riley said nodding. They were quiet for a moment between the two, but then Peter leaned in a kissed her on the cheek gently. He waited for her approval. She gave it quickly. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips. She pulled away after a moment.

"Wow," Peter murmured.

"As long as I can leave you wowed, we're good," Riley teased. She began to pull her hands out of Peter's. They lingered for a moment, but then Riley went inside, waving to Peter as she shut the door.

"Yes," Peter said excitedly as he walked down her drive way with his hands in his pockets, feeling successful.

.oOo.

"Riley," Emily called softly. She was sitting on the couch in the living room. Ian wasn't there. Neither was Declan.

"Where is he?" Riley asked coldly as she entered the room.

"He took Declan out to the edge of the water…Declan wanted to see some constellations," Emily explained.

"You're not at all concerned that he's going to try and kill Declan?" Riley asked.

"Riley. Stop it. You need to stop being angry with me," Emily begged.

"I can't, mom. How can I stop being angry with you, when you're having a baby with a man that tried and almost succeeded in killing you? He beat me to get information out of me. Information about you that I didn't even know! He beat me! And you're ok with that? What happened to you mom? You used to go to the ends of the earth for me, or JJ, or Henry or anyone on your team. And now it's like nothing even matters to you except for him," Riley said, tears forming.

"It's not true," Emily insisted, "I would do anything for you and anything for Declan. I love you guys," Emily said firmly.

"You'll do anything, except the one thing you need to do. Kill him," Riley said angrily.

"Riley…I didn't mean to get pregnant. I was so wrapped up in the moment….I didn't mean it," Emily said, now ready to cry as well.

"Mom I miss you so much…but you're not who you used to be…you're not normal anymore," Riley said sadly.

"I know sweetheart, but our situation isn't exactly normal either is it?" Emily pointed out.

"I'm going to bed. I feel sick," Riley said, with tears now flowing freely down her cheeks.

"Riley," Emily begged as Riley stood to walk away. Riley was livid at this point and only seeing red.

"If you won't kill him, I will," Riley hissed in a hushed tone.

"What?" Emily breathed.

"You heard me," Riley said with a shrug and walked upstairs, leaving Emily speechless.

"Love, we're home!" Ian called out.

"Good fucking timing," Emily murmured, and walked to see Ian and Declan.

"Hi mommy!" Declan explained.

"Hi sweetheart," Emily said, bending over to hug him.

"Now Declan be careful. You have a little brother or sister in there," Ian reminded him.

"I know," he said with a laugh.

"So are you really not letting me know? Do we really have to wait till the baby is born?" Ian asked.

"Yes," Emily said firmly.

"Well we have to pick out names," Ian said, kissing her gently.

"Ew! At least wait till I leave!" Declan exclaimed running away.

"Get in the shower, cutie," Emily called.

"Ok," Ian murmured.

"Not you," Emily teased, "We can do that later," she added with a giggle.

"I love you," he said, "Emily," he added with a whisper.

"I love you, too," she said kissing him gently. As they kissed she could have swore she heard Riley crying. It broke her heart.

.oOo.

"Agent Jareau," JJ answered her phone.

"Hey, baby." It was Will.

"Hi, hon, how are you?" JJ asked softly. She excused herself from her team, who was gathered in the bullpen chatting. She walked to her office.

"I'm good. I miss you," Will said sadly.

"Oh god I miss you, too. How's New Orleans?" JJ asked. Will had had to take an emergency trip back home, because his sister was ill. JJ had offered to come, but he refused to let her schedule get messed up. He was so good to her.

"Sarah's not doing too well," Will said, his voice cracking.

"Oh, honey," She said, a tear falling down her cheek as she felt her husband's pain.

"The cancer is beating her," he said.

"Will…I'm so sorry," JJ said, her heart breaking for her husband.

"Yeah…well," he sighed, "heard from Riley lately?" He asked hopefully.

"No…not since I heard from her a few months ago," JJ said sadly.

"Emily's, shit, five months along now?" Will asked.

"Yeah….god, how long will she stay with him before she kills him? Oh god, Will…this is the family Emily's never had…Riley's never had. What if…if he is being good to them…and she stays with him forever," JJ said, ready to cry.

"Maybe they just haven't had the chance yet…" Will tried.

"Maybe…" JJ said, another tear falling.

"God, I wish I was home with you, holding you," he murmured.

"I wish you were here, but your sister needs you, baby," JJ reminded him.

"I know…I have to go, hon. I love you," WIll said.

"I love you too. I'll have Henry call tonight when I get home," JJ said.

"Thank you. Bye, babe," He said and hung up. JJ wiped her eyes, and walked back out to her friends. They saw that she was clearly distraught.

"Jayje," Derek began, "You ok?"

"I'm fine," JJ said nodding. A lie.

"You don't look too good, peaches," Garcia.

"I feel fine," JJ said again. Another lie.

"JJ." It was Hotch, standing outside his office door.

"Fuck," JJ muttered, turning to walk to Hotch's office. She walked up to his office, shutting the door behind her.

"Yeah?" she asked with a sigh.

"Go home," He offered.

"Why?" JJ asked.

"Because you look and sound exhausted, you're not acting like yourself, and this is way too hard on you for you to be go, go, go all the time," Hotch told her.

"Hotch, please…" JJ said shaking her, "I want to stay here."

"It's just for today…just so you can get some rest," Hotch said, wondering why she looked so upset by his offer.

"I just…I don't want to be alone," she whispered, another tear falling. Hotch felt terrible. He came and gave her a hug, and she sobbed into his chest. He looked out to the bull pen where he saw the team pitying JJ.

"I know," he murmured, as he rubbed gentle circle's on her back.

"I'm so sorry," she whispered.

"It's ok…I know this is hard," he told her. She wiped her eyes.

"God this is so embarrassing…and you're my boss and we're at work," JJ groaned.

"You're fine…" he told her with a small smile, "C'mon…let's all get out of here," he told her leading her out.

"Guys," he called out to the team. They all looked up at him, "I'm giving you the rest of the day off. Let's go out and get drunk," Hotch said. JJ's eyes widened.

"Did you just say get drunk?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Jayje, babe, don't question it, just go with the flow, honey!" Derek called out, shutting down his computer quickly and standing up.

"Whatever you two talked about, talk about it more often," Dave teased. JJ chuckled.

"Will do," she nodded and turned to Hotch, "so are you allowed to do this?" she whispered.

"We're good," he told her. She laughed.

"C'mon everybody! We are going OUT! Babygirl, let's go!" Derek hollered. JJ rolled her eyes, and followed the team, walking alongside Hotch.

.oOo.

Riley woke up blurry-eyed from her crying. The clock read 1:30pm. She rolled out of bed and still felt thoroughly exhausted. She stumbled into the bathroom with a grinding headache.

"So this is what a hang over feels like," Riley mumbled, laughing because she hadn't even gotten drunk, but the little bit of wine, mixed with all the over flowing emotions and lack of sleep, had catapulted her into the headache of the next century.

She splashed water in her red, puffy eyes, brushed her teeth, and went back into her room, quickly changing into a sweatshirt, shorts and running shoes. She grabbed some money, and jogged down the stairs quickly.

Passing through the kitchen., she called, "I'm going for a run," to whomever was listening.

"When will you be back?" Emily asked, but Riley ignored her, and slammed the door shut behind her. Emily groaned sadly. Ian came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She placed her hands on top of his. Suddenly they both jumped.

"It kicked," Emily murmured with a grin. She had remembered being this excited when it had been Riley. She loved the feeling.

Ian smiled, and turned Emily around so she was facing him, and he kissed her. She kissed back, hesitantly at first, but then more confidently.

"Mom," Declan called, running into the kitchen, "Where's she going?" he asked pointing to Riley, running down the driveway.

"Just exercising, babe. She'll be back," Emily informed him, unsurely.

"She has no where to go," Ian murmured.

"What?" Emily asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Nothing," Ian said, kissing her.

"I need to go do some work on the damned pipe out there," He said, ruffling Declan's hair, "Call if you need me." He walked away.

"Why are you always sad?" Declan said with a frown, looking at Emily.

"I'm not. I'm so happy," She said with a grin.

"No you're not. Does she make you sad?" He asked.

"No…I make myself sad," Emily said with a shrug. Declan didn't understand.

"How about some lunch, little man?" She asked with a grin.

"Famous grilled cheese?" He asked excitedly.

"Oh yes, sir," Emily teased, and led him into the kitchen.

.oOo.

Riley jogged down to the store where she made her long distance calls to America- to JJ. She had worked out a deal with the manager. She cleaned his shop up for him and he let her talk as long as she wanted. He was an older man, and he appreciated the help.

"Buongiorno, Sophie. Come stai questa mattina? Qui per una telefonata?"

"Morning! Yes Im here for the phone,"She laughed, "What can I do to help you?"

"Don't worry about it today. Here's the phone…go on in the back," he said with a smile.

"Thank you," Riley said graciously, and took the cordless phone in to the back room. She dialed the familiar number, and waited. JJ picked up on the second ring.

"Agent Jareau," JJ answered.

"Hey…it's me," Riley said softly.

"Hi, babe, how are you?" JJ asked gently.

"Hating life more and more every day," Riley answered bitterly.

"Hating life or hating…?" JJ began.

"Hating her. Him. This life. All of it. She knows we're drifting, Jayje, but it's like she doesn't even care. She's not the same person Jayje…" Riley said sadly.

"Do you have anyone there? How's school?" JJ asked concerned.

"Well considering I still can't actually speak Italian, it kind of sucks….but I met someone," Riley said, a grin appearing on her face.

"And who is this someone?" JJ teased.

"His name is Peter. Get this, though. So, he moved here with his uncle and his uncle's girlfriend a few years ago, and the girlfriend, well actually wife now, has a brother who lives here. The uncle and wife just got married so they're on their honey moon and Peter is staying with this brother. The brother is John Cooley, Jayje. The brother is my dad," Riley explained quickly.

"How do you know!" JJ asked shocked.

"Long story…but I saw him. Obviously I can never meet him, but I've seen him before…and Peter remembers meeting my mom when he was like one, of course, he doesn't know it's my mom…it's very complicated, but anyways…I really like him, Jayje. I really like Peter," Riley whispered.

"Does he really like you?" JJ asked.

"He kissed me….we went on a date and he kissed me…I would say he does," Riley said wistfully.

"I wish I could be with you for your first real boyfriend," JJ whispered.

"How's Henry? And Will? How's everybody?" Riley asked after a moment.

"Henry and Will miss you so much. We all do. Will's really angry all the time…and you know, nevermind," JJ said trailing away.

"And what?" Riley asked anxiously.

"Forget it," JJ said firmly.

"Jayje," Riley sad seriously.

"I think he wants to separate…"JJ said sadly.

"What? Why?" Riley asked angrily.

"I don't know, hon…we fight a lot and this whole thing has been so hard on everyone…it's just…complicated," She explained.

"Then I need to end this now. This can't happen," Riley said angrily.

"Riley, honey, I know you're angry and confused right now, but you need to calm down and think about this," JJ tried reasoning.

"JJ, I love you. I'll call you very soon, but I see Peter. I need to tell him the truth and I need to kill Doyle," Riley said, and hung up.

"Riley!" JJ screamed into the phone, but the line was already dead. Riley took off out of the store, thanking the owner on the way out, and walked towards Peter quickly. Riley was determined to get her mom and her old life back