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A few hours later Hotch found himself waking up to an empty bed, but with the sounds of a TV floating quietly across the room. Shifting over to see who was watching TV, he was completely startled to find Derek Morgan stretched out across one of the small couches in his bedroom. "Morgan? How...? I mean, I thought...?"

"Hey man, welcome back to the land of the living." Morgan chuckled, "You've been out for awhile."

"But JJ?"

"JJ took Jack and Henry over to her apartment so she could get some PJ's and stuff. She didn't want you to stay here alone tonight after you hit your head." Morgan responded, "You okay? You look a little confused."

"It...it's nothing. Just a dream I had while I was out." Hotch dismissed, hoping Morgan would believe him. Sitting up, he asked, "What day is it again?"

"It's December 21st. We just got back from our last case before the holidays yesterday morning." He looked at Hotch with concern.

"December 21st?" Hotch mused aloud, his mind still reeling as he tried to place what was happening. "Then why are you here?"

Morgan looked at him searchingly, "Jack called and said you had hit your head. He was worried."

Hotch sighed and rubbed his chin thoughtfully, grateful that he had at least some semblance of what was going on. Yet he couldn't help the sudden pang in his chest at the realization that the comfort that he had found was missing.

"You look like you could use something to eat. Come on, let's go get a cheese burger."

Remembering what had happened to his friend in his "dream", Hotch suggested, "Actually I'm not sure my stomach can handle it, I feel kind of nauseated. What about something lighter?"

"Yeah sure man, whatever you want." Morgan smiled.

"Will, I just think I should stay with him one more night. Ever since he fell he's been acting strange." JJ argued as she got into her car after leaving the BAU for the day. Will had been calling her all afternoon to argue about she and Henry staying at Hotch's another night. "He just seems different, not in a bad way, but different."

"Jayje tomorrow is Christmas eve." Will reasoned, "We should be spending time as a family around the holidays, not you and our son spending time with Agent Hotchner and his son."

"You know I would come home if I thought he would be okay, Will." JJ seethed. Who did he think he was asking her to abandon her friends when something could still be wrong with him?

"Yeah, well I'm not so sure anymore." Will yelled, and she could hear him hit something in the background. "Look maybe we should take a break JJ, just for a few days."

"Maybe we should." JJ agreed, pulling into the daycare to pick up Henry. "I'll call you later to work out a plan so you can see Henry on Christmas day."

"Whatever" Will didn't bother to wait for her response before cutting off the phone.

She groaned inwardly, knowing that she wasn't making it easy for him. But how did he expect her to just abandon Hotch when he needed help? Especially with Hailey's death the year before--how could she just ignore him when he could have been seriously injured?

JJ tossed restlessly in her own bed several nights later, replaying the conversation with the man sleeping next to her as she tried to come to some sort of a solution.

"JJ, we need to talk." Will sighed as he shuffled his feet anxiously while he stood outside Hotch's home.

"I'm listening." She huffed slightly, still angry that he insinuated that she didn't view their family as a priority.

"I don't know that I can do this anymore." Will rubbed his hand through his brown hair. "I can't stand playin' second fiddle while all you wanna do is find a banjo player."

"What's that supposed to mean?" She asked, slightly taken aback.

"It means I need to know. I need a commitment. It means, that you have until New Years to decide if you wanna marry me. If not--" He shrugged. "Then we know. But I love you."

She softened, the admission of his love warming her own soul. "I love you too Will, it's just--"

"I know. I know you love Henry, and I know you love me." He smiled, cutting her off effectively as they stepped closer in a reconciling hug. It was only as they pulled away that he looked at her with a hint of sadness, "I just need more."

"Will, I just need time to--"

"Sssh." He placed a finger to her lips. "You don't have to explain to me, Cher. But I just need to know where this is all goin'."

JJ sighed defeatedly. She knew that Will desperately wanted the white-picket fence and the complete "American Dream" but she just wasn't sure. It wasn't fair to him--she knew that--but she just couldn't force herself to commit. Looking up, she saw the lines of worry etched into his face and knew she had to agree.

"By New Years, I'll have an answer." She promised, having a sickening feeling of dread that the answer may just force her into the life she never wanted.

"I know you're helping your friend," He said, barely able to hide his displeasure but not wanting to start another argument."So I'll see you back at home."

Deciding she was never going to fall asleep, she got up and made her way into Henry's room to find him wide awake as well. Picking up the growing boy, JJ whispered, "What's wrong baby? Why aren't you sleeping?"

"Miss 'otch and 'ack" Henry pouted, crossing his little arms.

"I miss them too" JJ sighed, sitting down in the rocking chair next to Henry's bed. "Alot."

"Me 'woves 'otch and 'ack" Henry yawned snuggling into her chest as she began to rock him softly.

"Me too." JJ said absently, her eyes widening once she realized what she'd said. "Henry..I think things just became a whole lot more complicated."

Ring. Ring.

"Jareau" JJ answered sleepily as she quickly picked up her Blackberry so it wouldn't wake Henry. Surprisingly, they had spent the entire night sleeping in his rocking chair.

"Agent Jareau, this is Anderson. There's been a child abuction out in Ohio that Strauss wants your team on."

'Great' JJ groaned to herself, cursing the hours she would have to spend with Hotch. After her startling realization the night before she knew that she would have to keep her distance from Hotch if she was going to make her decision. Something about him made her rational side go out the window, and she needed to decide if her feelings for Hotch were more than just a fleeting attraction.

"Okay, I'll gather the team. Thanks for the heads up Anderson." JJ sighed, putting Henry down in his bed. "By the way, what time is it?"

"It's just after four in the morning ma'am."

"No wonder it feels like I just went to sleep." JJ murmured. "Tell Strauss that the team will be at the airstrip in half an hour."