Weeks passed and JJ and Hotch acted as though nothing had been. None of their colleagues had noticed any change, except Garcia, who had been told immediately. Things went back to normal: Hotch and Hailey, JJ and Will. Hotch hated it. He hated knowing that he'd be going home to Hailey every night and that JJ would be sleeping with Will.

Then Hailey left him and took Jack with her. He resented her even more for that. He never told JJ. He couldn't. She'd think that he was saying that to get back into bed with her. There was nothing he could do, so he just accepted a life of doom.

When Garcia got shot, they had made some effort to build a friendship. But neither could pull away from the urge to be with each other.

That night Hotch had left the hospital with Rossi and Emily, both of whom had now gone home. Hotch was making a cup of coffee when JJ walked into the bullpen. Hotch looked at her.

"I just came back with Reid and, um, well, I was wondering… I really don't want to drive. I'm too tired." Hotch nodded, understanding.

He drove her to her apartment and killed the engine. He agreed to her offer for a coffee and they drank in silence. When he was finished he asked how Garcia was.

"She's ok... considering. Her wound is healing… so…"

JJ walked him to the door. By this time, Hotch's fists were clenched.

"Hotch," JJ said as she grabbed his arm.

Hotch lost all control. He spun around, grabbed her by the back of her head and kissed her. She eagerly returned the gesture, clearly wanting to for a long time. Hotch picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, remembering the way from all those months ago. He put her on the bed and bent down, relaxing his kiss on her. As he kissed her neck, JJ started undressing them both. The combination of him biting her neck and the turn on given to her by his naked body caused her to moan and push their bodies together.

Hotch kept his lips pressed hard to her collar bone as he moved in and out of her. Within minutes JJ came several times; Hotch following closely. Hotch didn't stop moving inside of her until early in the morning.

He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her temple.

She pressed her head into his chest. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"About what?"

"Hailey… she left you…" Hotch looked at her. "Morgan told Garcia. She told me because she thought it might mean… us again."

"Does it?" he asked pulling her closer.

"I… I don't know. I love you, but I love Will too." She turned away from him.

She didn't sleep for the rest of the night. The next day, she thought long and hard over it. Before she left for the night, she visited him in is office. The door was open slightly and she saw him pour some whiskey into his cup. So that's what keeps him going… She knocked on the door and walked in.

She headed straight for him, wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. The whiskey on his breath tasted so good because it reminded her of the first night they spent together..

"You know, I've never been to your place," she announced when they broke apart. She grabbed his hands and led him out of the office.