Disclaimed!

This is quickly becoming my favourite fic to write, along with when I wrote 'Talking is overrated'. I obviously like when the team has conflict, and thinking back, JJ hit Prentiss in that story because she did something to hurt her, huh I must have serious friend issues :S

Anyways, enjoy, and let me know what you think.

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JJ's eyes fluttered open, as the soft light hit her face. Her chest and head ached as though she had been put through the ringer. The last few hours were hazy at best. The blonde remembered Hotch forcing her to let her walls down and cry, something she hadn't done in a very long time.

The profiler then left her alone for a few moments to put the kids to bed and in that time she had managed to pull herself together only for her dams to break again when Hotch returned with his best sympathetic expression.

JJ remembered, he pulled her back into another hug and then her eyes shut. Shifting slightly, JJ realised they were both still on the couch. Hotch's arm was wrapped tightly around her waist and his legs rested on the coffee table, with her head laid comfortably on a green striped pillow on his lap.

"You're awake." Hotch's scratchy voice whispered.

JJ reluctantly sat up, scrubbing her face and patting down her hair instantly, as she looked towards the stubble faced profiler. "I'm sorry for last night."

"Don't be JJ. You know you're allowed to be upset right? It's only been two days since your life suddenly changed." Hotch replied softly after clearing his throat.

Checking her wrist watch, the liaison pinched the bridge of her nose before standing. "I have to call the storage place about getting my stuff over there, today."

Hotch stretched before he stood and followed the tired blonde into the kitchen where she was already making coffee. "You can always bring your things over here, JJ."

"Henry and I have already imposed too much, Hotch. And that's just with one overnight bag. I don't want us to out stay our welcome." JJ answered with a hefty sigh as she struggled against the coffee machine.

Coming to her side, Hotch silently took over and smirked at JJ's stubbornness. "You can stay however long you want to. I like the company."

"My son can create chaos out of thin air and I spent last night being a big cry baby. That's not the kind of drama you need in your personal life, Hotch." JJ smiled thinly as he shook his head.

"I'd prefer it you stayed with me, just for a little longer. There's no need you to make big decisions overnight, especially a decision like finding a new home." Hotch stated softly as he moved around his kitchen while JJ leaned against the counter, watching him.

The liaison tilted her head slightly as she watched the profiler tiredly go about his routine and still managing to fit her into it. "I appreciate everything you're done for me and my son, Aaron. I honestly don't know how I can repay you."

"You won't." He insisted. "You're my friend JJ. I want to be here for you. I just need you to let me help."

JJ chuckled. "I'm not used to letting people help me."

Hotch nodded and laughed as JJ pursed her lips in amusement. "Why don't I come with you today? There's no need for you to go to the house by yourself."

"You're taking the boys to the park remember. Besides, I have to do some things by myself." JJ looked to the ground as she felt old emotions rising to the surface.

Hotch ran his hand up and down her shoulder as he passed JJ a cup of coffee with his free hand. "You could call Garcia?"

JJ shrugged at the supervisors' suggestion. "I'm pretty pissed at her."

"She meant well, JJ. Even, if she did handle the whole thing the wrong way." Hotch reasoned, knowing the petite blonde needed as many friends around her right now.

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Three hours later and JJ was standing in her bedroom, where she found her best friend and boyfriend going at it like animals. Shaking her head, she tried to extinguish the memory from her mind, but realised she was holding her breath as she sorted through her wardrobe.

"JJ?" A familiar voice called out form downstairs.

JJ took a deep breath before replying. "I'm upstairs."

A few moments later and the bedroom door opened. Garcia hesitated in the doorway as she met JJ's eyes. "I'm so glad you called sunshine."

Nodding, JJ pulled the coat-hanger off her favourite jacket and looked towards her best friend warningly. "Don't lie to me again, okay. I can't cope with anymore lies."

"I swear peaches. Never, ever again. I'll tell you everything, honest. Like how on the way over here, I ran a red light, I didn't mean too but that annoying Justin Bieber song came on and it was hurting my ears, so I had to turn the radio over and the channel was playing Glee and while I would never admit to anyone but you, because I'm not keeping anything back, I began singing along and I didn't see the light change." Garcia breathed out after not taking a breath in between her words.

JJ sniffled and dropped her jacket into the box before walking over to where her friend stood. "I missed you."

Garcia dragged the blonde into a hug. "Oh sunshine, I'm so sorry."

After the two women began to fight back tears, they pulled away and got to packing up JJ's belongings, making small talk about anything other than what had occurred during the last few days. After they stopped for lunch, PBJ sandwiches Garcia had brought with her, they started in Henry's room, stopping only when the front door, shut with a bang.

"JJ, are you here?" Will's voice called up the stairs, causing both of the women to freeze suddenly.

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I couldn't keep JJ and Garcia not talking for too long. Guess you can all guess that the next chapter is the JJ and Will's first meeting since everything happened.

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