A/N: Once again thanks to reviewers and my beta. :)

Disclaimer: Same as always.

Chapter 15 – Coming Clean To Reid

Elle awoke feeling nauseous, except this time she knew for certain that it was morning sickness. She bolted out of bed and rushed to the bathroom, waking Reid in the process. He rubbed his eyes drowsily before following her. He held her long hair back and rubbed her back soothingly.

"How do you feel now?" He asked after she had flushed the toilet. She was now sitting on the edge of the bathtub with a cold cloth pressed against her forehead and he was sitting in front of her on the tiled bathroom floor.

"Better," she replied while giving him a small smile. The way that he smiled back at her made her feel guilty and giddy at the same thing. She needed to tell him about Jon. She tried to convince herself that she had nothing to hide, she was in love with Reid, but some part of her instinctively wanted to keep this hidden.

"Are you okay?" He asked hesitantly.

She realized that she must have been quiet a little longer then was usual. "Yeah, fine," she laughed lightly. She didn't know how long she could keep lying to a profiler; it was mentally and emotionally exhausting. She decided to just throw in the towel now. "No…I'm not fine…not really."

"What is it?" He asked worriedly.

She sighed heavily, "It's difficult to explain."

"Well take your time, I'm not going anywhere," he stated firmly as he rested his hands atop of her bare knees.

"Promise you'll still say that when I finish," she pleaded.

"Of course," he answered, a little confused. Nothing that she could say would make him leave. He had already lost her once.

"Last night," she started slowly. "I called a friend who helped me a lot when I was younger."

"Okay," he responded slowly. He was still very confused.

She reluctantly continued. "And he's really important to me."

"He?" He tried his hardest not to feel possessive, or threatened, or jealous, but it was a natural reaction.

"Yeah," she nodded timidly. "He's been my best friend since I was four and he just so happens to be an ex-boyfriend."

He swallowed hard. "An ex-boyfriend?" She nodded again. "How long were you two together?" He inquired fearfully.

This was the hard part. "Seven years," she answered truthfully.

"Seven years!" He squeaked. That was a little less than a quarter of Elle's lifetime. "Wow," he whispered to himself.

She frowned; she could see that he was beginning to get upset. She ran a hand through his hair and down over his cheek. "I wanted to tell you because I don't want us to have any secrets."

"I understand," he said without meeting her eyes. "What's his name?"

"Jon, Jonathan." She placed her hand under his chin and lifted his head so that she could see his eyes. His eyes always gave him away and seeing the look in his eyes made her feel terrible. His eyes showed that he felt betrayed. "I called him because he's seen me like this before." She was trying to explain it to him as best as she could.

"I understand," he repeated in a dull voice.

"I love you," she choked out. She could feel tears building behind her eyelids and her voice was becoming thick.

"I love you too," he replied quickly. He didn't want her to get upset; it wasn't good for the baby.

"You feel betrayed, though." She finally voiced her concerns of the emotions that she had seen in his eyes. Tears rolled down her cheeks without her consent and she wiped at them furiously.

He quickly wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his lap. He hated to see her like this; it caused him physical pain. "Shh, its okay. I understand," he stated genuinely. "He's your friend. I do not feel betrayed." He kissed her hair and gently rubbed her back again.

"I'm sorry for acting like this," she sobbed. "My emotions are out of whack," she chuckled.

He laughed along with her. "I know, and its okay."

She sat up straight and sniffed inelegantly as she finished crying. She really didn't feel like herself this morning and she hated it. "I'm sorry for breaking down like that."

"Don't apologize…," he began, but Elle cut him off.

"No, I've seen women guilt guys into stuff with tears and I'm not like that."

"I know that." He kissed the top of her head. "Are you ready to get some breakfast?"

"Are we okay?" She asked shakily.

"Of course," he assured her. "It's going to take a lot more then that to drive me away."

She smiled brightly. "Good." She leaned in and kissed him sweetly on the mouth and she draped her arms around his shoulders. He slowly and carefully got to his feet and carried her back into the bedroom. She smiled as she realized that his intention was to bring her breakfast in bed. She continued to smile as he laid her down on the bed and headed for the kitchen. She felt like a small weight, one of many, had been lifted off of her shoulders.

A/N: So I realize that that chapter was a little short but the last one was pretty long. lol. As always, review!!! :) Only a couple of chapters left!!!