Disclaimed!

Hope people are still interested, there are some little twists to come, hope you all enjoy this chapter, I think I might start doubling up chapters over the weekend.

Let me know what you think.

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Prentiss took a deep breath as she got out of her Prius in the Quantico car park.

It was Monday and the start of a new week.

It was a new week, when her personal life was now very public and, everyone apparently, had a negative opinion, of how she was handling it.

The team had spent Thursday and Friday ignoring her presence in the office, but as the profiler spotted a familiar blonde stood with her arms crossed and an icy stare. Immediately, Prentiss knew today wasn't going to be the same as the others.

The profiler hesitantly made her way to the entrance of the building, where the analyst was waiting. "Garcia, are you waiting for me?"

"If you weren't pregnant I'd slap you!" The blonde stated dryly.

Nodding, Prentiss looked down to the ground as she shuffled from foot to foot as they stood in the deserted car park. "I know what I did to JJ was awful..."

"Awful? You think what you did to JJ was awful!" Garcia's eyes widened, in frustration, at her slightly older friend's words. "Prentiss what you did was horrendous, despicable, unforgiveable, spiteful, backstabbing, disgraceful, atrocious, appalling, horrific..."

The brunette rolled her eyes slightly as the list went on. "I get it PG. I'm a bad person."

"You're a liar, that's what you are. I should have told JJ straight away but no, you begged me not to. You looked me in the eyes, and you said you had too much to drink and so had Will and what was going on in the bathroom was nothing, just a misunderstanding. Then I was idiotic enough, to actually believe you that it was over." Garcia scoffed at her feeling of stupidity.

Prentiss tilted her head the eccentrically dressed analyst's moist eyes. "This is about New Years?"

"This is about betraying JJ. You made me just as bad as you and Will are. God you have no idea what this weekend has been like for her." Garcia berated the brunette with a scornful glare.

Adjusting her handbag strap on her shoulder, Prentiss sighed. "I can't imagine what she's feeling right now, Garcia. I hate myself for hurting her like this. But I have no idea how to make any of this better."

"You don't Prentiss. Allow her the decency of space." The blonde turned suddenly and left the profiler to her thoughts in the deserted car park.

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'Monday definitely came around far too fast,' Prentiss thought as she finally stepped off the elevator on the twelfth floor, after Garcia had made her feel even guiltier than she already did.

On a usual weekday, JJ would be first into the office shortly followed by Hotch. A little while later Garcia and Reid would usually meet in the Bureau foyer.

She would often meet Rossi, in the parking lot, and they'd take the elevator up together, then shortly after, Morgan would run in during the rush hour traffic outside, making his excuses as he jogged in to the office with his work clothes in a suit bag, swung over his shoulder.

Today was definitely different, Prentiss mused. It appeared that she was the last person to enter the bullpen, out of the BAU A team, as the majority of her colleagues, minus Garcia and JJ, hovered around her desk.

Prentiss eyed her friend's suspiciously as she slowly walked to her desk. "Are you all waiting for me?"

"Take a seat Prentiss." Hotch ordered stoically.

The brunette took a look behind her before she sat, which didn't go unnoticed by the most experienced profiler on the team. Rossi shook his head. "JJ's not in yet, she had to make arrangements for Henry."

"Is this guilt trip number two?" Prentiss asked with a raised eye.

Morgan folded his arms and looked down at the seated agent sternly. "You're pregnant Emily. JJ's boyfriend got you pregnant. Sorry JJ's ex boyfriend got you pregnant. What the hell is going on with you, girl? I thought this crap with Will, was supposed to be nothing."

Prentiss glared at Rossi momentarily for divulging her personal news to the team, before she raised a hand to stop the profiler's accusations. "I get it, Derek. You're all on JJ's side. What I did was..."

"What you did to JJ was unforgivable. But we understand that you're going through a lot right now as well and we have to come up with a way for everyone to work together." Hotch explained neutrally, as the rest of the team remained silent.

Prentiss stood to take off her coat and place her handbag in her desk drawer. "So what do you have in mind?"

Hotch placed a Bureau sealed folder onto the desk. "You're now on desk duty until you go on maternity leave. It's the safest thing for you at this time and I believe it will be more beneficial for team productiveness. You will get your workload from me from now on, not JJ. I also expect you to keep your personal life out of the office as much as you can..."

"JJ got to go on cases..." Prentiss paused when she realised her out - loud comparison to the media liaison's position.

Morgan scoffed, "We needed a media liaison. JJ stayed in police departments and was able to fully complete her job from there. We don't need a pregnant profiler in the field. It's too dangerous, Prentiss."

Prentiss shook her head in frustration. "I know I screwed up, but what happened with Will, shouldn't determine my duties."

"If you were any other female profiler in this department who came to me and told me you were pregnant, you'd be on desk duty. Ask Agent Cartwright or Agent Keller. They both were put on desk duty and made no complaints." Hotch responded calmly before excusing himself and retreated back into the office at the top of the stairs.

Prentiss watched him leave and then met the eyes of her hovering colleagues. "Why couldn't he have done that in private?"

"Emily, no matter what you think, we are your friends. Are you sure you're prepared to go through all of this with Will, can you actually trust him?" Reid asked in friendly concern.

Prentiss opened her mouth and closed it again as she found her words. "I love him Reid. We're starting a family."

"You need to keep your happy family life away from where JJ can see it. She's talking about looking at those job offers she gets given every week. We can't lose her." Morgan sighed as the profiler pleaded with her to understand.

Prentiss looked down at the ground. "If someone is going to leave, it should be me. I caused all of this."

"At least you're finally admitting it." Rossi snapped, before walking off in a huff towards his office up the few steps at the back of the bullpen.

The rest of the team dispersed, leaving Prentiss looking in shock at the experienced profiler's, shut door. Realising she was practically alone in the bullpen, the brunette wrapped her arms around herself, as she hesitantly walked into Rossi's office.

Not bothering to knock, Prentiss slowly entered the small room, avoiding eye contact with the fuming agent. "Do you really want me to leave?"

Rossi looked up from the newspaper he had picked up after hearing the shuffling in front of his office door. He was surprised to hear such vulnerability in the usually composed woman. "Aren't you going to leave anyway? I mean, how many times is, Will going to be the stay at home dad?"

"That's not fair, Dave. You can't keep making snipes at Will. He's a good father to his kid." Prentiss defended stubbornly as Rossi raised an eye.

Shaking his head, Rossi stood from his seat, where he had been sitting crossed legged in and moved so he was a mere inch from Prentiss. "Reid got to you, huh?"

"What are you doing?" Prentiss whispered as he placed his hands on either side of her waist.

Rossi sighed loudly. "You don't really know if you can trust him, I mean he cheated on JJ when they had Henry together. What's to say he won't cheat on you when someone else comes along, right? Emily, I really do care for you, if you're not sure he's the one, maybe he isn't. I can be..."

"Don't. You have no idea what you're talking about and you're definitely in no position to judge Rossi. Why did your second wife dump your sorry ass, again?" Prentiss quipped, slapping his right hand off of her.

He raised the hand, she swatted away to her jaw softly. "I wished things worked out with us, Emily. I would have been honoured to be the father of your child and your husband, but it's obvious that you're..."

"What, I'm a dirty whore who gets off on hurting the people she cares about by screwing a committed man and turning a good person into a worthless cheat?" She pulled out of Rossi's gentle hold and moved towards the door.

Rossi scoffed and looked at her in disbelief. "I was going to say you're determined to make it work with Will, but if that's how he's making you feel..?"

"No, Dave. Will makes me feel loved and wanted, he didn't just ply me with alcohol and use me for a one night hook up." Prentiss accused scornfully.

Rossi groaned in frustration. "That's how you saw that night. Prentiss, I tried to make things right with you. You came to my house remember, and when we talked, I told you I wanted an 'us'. God, after that, you're the one who was too busy working out the best way to sneak behind JJ's back."

"That's what I mean, Dave. It's you and this friggin team that make it sound as though I did all of this intentionally. Do you honestly think I'd go after Will, just to be spiteful?" Prentiss's emotions quelled up, as she struggled to keep her voice down.

Rossi shrugged. "Honestly Emily, I don't know."

"Will and I found comfort in each other when we really needed someone. It was wrong, I know it was, but, god, it felt good to be with someone who was willing to lose everything to be with me. And yeah, sneaking behind JJ's back was horrible..." Prentiss shrugged in honesty. "And while I'll regret loosing JJ's friendship for the rest of my life, Will has given me so much more than I ever thought I could have; a man that loves me unconditionally and a real family."

Rossi leaned against his chair and made a disapproving noise. "So that's what it was all for. All of those lies, because Will could give you a family? Even if he didn't knock you up, he had Henry and you know JJ, she would never keep her son from knowing his father..."

"Don't twist my words. Don't make my happiness an awful thing, Rossi. I can't do anything to make JJ feel better. I am sorry that you're hurt because I rejected you. But, Will and I are in love and we are happy and yes I'm pregnant. But, I'm not going to keep apologising for what we did. I know I hurt a lot of people, but I'm done trying to get you to understand." Prentiss raised her hands and left the office, slamming the door behind her.

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Dum Dum Dum, up next Prentiss and JJ, in the same room again :O

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