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A couple of hours had passed when Reid entered the conference room again to find JJ there grabbing her suit jacket. "I got the decryptions done and I sent them to Garcia so she can find out who and where they are. They're likely to be all over the country, but even so, maybe the LEOs where they are can get something useful out of them."

"Spence, I was just on my way to find you. We decided to break for something to eat and if I know you, you haven't had a good meal in the last couple of days. So grab your messenger bag and let's catch up with the others."

"Don't call me that please," Reid said sharply.

"Don't call you what?" JJ responded, the confusion evident on her face.

"Spence," he replied.

"I've always called you Spence," she said looking no less baffled.

Reid stared at her coldly for a moment. "No, the JJ who was my friend, who I thought loved me and trusted me, who was like family to me called me Spence." He looked down and his voice cracked. "She was the only one who ever called me Spence… and I loved it." He was quiet for a moment. "But you… you lie and betray those who love and trust you. Where did the JJ go that used to work with the team? What did the DOD do to her? It's like she's gone." His hands waved in the air as if she'd somehow vanished there, "And there 's this new JJ that I don't know, this new JJ who held me in her arms while I cried over Emily's supposed death and it was all just a big joke to you…"

"Spence, it was never…" JJ interjected.

"I told you," Reid raised his voice, cutting her off. "Don't call me that. And don't tell me it was never a joke and you never meant to hurt anyone. I heard it all from Hotch… cried yourself to sleep, tossed and turned all night…yada yada yada. You watched me… you literally sat there and watched me trying to ease my pain by playing with little Henry and all the time you knew. The thing is you didn't have to grieve did you. You knew she was still alive. Hotch didn't have to grieve so he was able to put us through that dog and pony show of a grief assessment and not feel anything. How could you both be so cold?"

"Do you think it didn't kill me inside to have to do that? Don't you think I wanted to tell you, but I couldn't?"

"Yeah, I know; Hotch told me." Reid pointed to himself. "The junkie might spill the beans."

"I never thought…"

Reid put up a hand to stop her. "Hey, it's okay. I am what I am. It's just good to know what my teammates actually think of me."

"Sp-" she stopped when he put up a hand. "Reid, that's never what I thought. You're Henry's godfather. I would never have left Henry in the hands of someone I didn't trust completely." She stopped for a few moments. "And don't you dare say I didn't grieve. You thought Emily was dead. I knew she wasn't. I knew she was out there somewhere still vulnerable to Ian Doyle and I went to sleep every night wondering if she'd made it through that day. I missed her too, like you all did. On top of that, Hotch and I had to watch you all grieve and we grieved too, not for Emily's death, of course, but for what it was doing to each of you." Her eyes began to water. "I saw some of that innocence leave your eyes, an innocence that had somehow always withstood everything this job had to throw at you and I hated myself that I was the cause of it." She finally raised her voice at last as a tear trickled slowly down each cheek.

"Yeah, well maybe if I hadn't been so damn innocent it wouldn't have hurt so much. I won't make that mistake again." He turned toward the white board. "I think I'll skip the food and get to work on this geographic profile."

JJ wiped her hand across her cheek. "Look, believe me or not, there's nothing I can do about that, but just know that I never set out to hurt you. The fact that you got hurt is an ugly consequence of the action we felt we had to take, and I'll have to live with that. I knew when I made the decision to go along with this that you would be the most hurt by it. I also thought that if it ever came to light you, out of anyone, would understand that sometimes you have to make a decision you don't want to make to help someone you love, someone in your family, and you make that decision even though you know it's going to cause pain to someone you love, because deep in your soul you know it's the right thing to do." She stopped and turned for the door, then turned back. "But you're going to have to come to terms with it too. What other choice do we have? I hoped that you would know me well enough after all the years we've known each other and all we've been through together, that you would understand that I would never hurt you willingly. I know I may have to earn your trust again, and that it may take a while. I'm willing to do that because it's important to me. You're important to me Re… no… damn it… no… Spence." She put her hand up when he looked about to speak. "You let me have my say. Spence has always been an endearment between us and it always will. You are still and always have been very dear to me. I may have changed in your eyes, but nothing you've ever done has changed you in mine." She turned back to the door, "I'll see you later Spence."

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"Where's Reid?" Morgan asked when she settled in her chair with the rest of the team at the restaurant. "I thought you were waiting for him."

"I was, he decided not to come," JJ told them looking at her, as yet, empty coffee cup and twirling in on the white tablecloth. "He… he said he wanted to work on the geographic profile."

She finally glanced up and locked eyes with Hotch, who could see her eyes were nearly brimming and may overflow at any moment so he moved on to another subject. "Does it always stay so hot here?" Hotch wondered. "It makes me glad I spend the majority of my time in DC."

There was silence after Hotch's statement and it was a silence that made the empty sixth chair at the table even more noticeable. Reid would have had some statistics on the weather patterns and the reasons for them. The waitress chose that moment to come with the coffee pot. Rossi stood as she poured coffee into his cup. "Where would I find the restrooms?" he asked and then went in the direction the waitress pointed.

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"Where the hell is Rossi?" Morgan asked as the waitress began bringing their meals. "I thought he just went to the bathroom."

"Oh, the older gentleman with the goatee?" the waitress asked and the rest of the team nodded. "He came around and asked me to double his order and he'd take it to go."

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Reid raised his head as Rossi entered the room carrying a large paper bag. "Hi Rossi, I've been looking at this map and I have a few ideas."

Rossi placed the bag on the table, opened it and took out two tin foil pie plate like containers with covers which smelled glorious Reid thought as his stomach reminded him that he really was hungry, several rolls wrapped in tin foil, some cutlery and napkins. "We've got to talk."