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"That's the secret to life... replace one worry with another..." -Charles M. Schulz, Charlie Brown


Three weeks later...

JJ was in the bathroom of her apartment afraid of what she was going to see.

Over the last few weeks she'd been feeling more tired than usual. At first she just thought it was stress from work or the heartache caused from learning that Will had used her. Then she started to notice other changes.

Her breasts had started feeling sore for no discernable reason. And her period had been late, or so she assumed, because her menstrual cycles had always been a bit irregular. She began to fear that she was pregnant. Now she couldn't deny the signs any longer. She had vomited two days in a row.

JJ bought a home pregnancy test on her way home after work. Now she was waiting for the results.

The screen finally changed. It said 'PREGNANT'.

"Damn." She whispered aloud.

It wasn't that she didn't want to be a mom, because JJ did want a husband and kids someday. She just wasn't ready for it all now; especially now in fact.

The father of this child was not her husband; Will wasn't even her boyfriend and she never wanted to see or hear from him again. Thankfully he lived halfway across the country.

JJ began to cry. She didn't want to have a child, not right now, but abortion definitely wasn't an option. She had been raised as a Christian and she knew she wouldn't be able to kill a fetus anyway. Since she began working for the BAU, how many children had died? How many parents? How many women who would never be able to start a family of their own?

No, she couldn't end the life of someone who didn't have the chance to defend him/herself.

For a brief moment, JJ considered having the baby then giving him or her up for adoption. Then she decided against it, 'This baby is my responsibility. I decided to have sex.' She didn't want to have another couple raise a child that felt like he/she wasn't wanted by its biological mother.

JJ decided that she was going to raise this child herself. If she wasn't ready now, at least she had about nine months to prepare herself.

JJ wiped the tears away. She got up off of the bathroom floor then walked to her kitchen to find something to eat. She absently decided to make some soup.

JJ then decided to watch TV, she flipped through the channels, finally settling on What Not To Wear. She just stared blankly, not taking it in whatsoever.

JJ finished her dinner then switched the TV off. She couldn't just pretend that nothing was happening. She had to call someone; she couldn't go through this all by herself.

She pulled out her phone, scrolling through her contacts list.

She considered calling her parents, but then realized that she wasn't ready. She'd let them know later, when she'd finally come to terms with it all.

She saw the names Samantha and Sarah. They were her friends from high school, whom she'd played soccer with. JJ kept up with them from time to time by email or an occasional phone call. She made a point to get together with them whenever she ever went home to Pennsylvania. She couldn't bring herself to call either one of them. JJ rarely saw them and she couldn't dump this on them.

JJ thought about her BAU family. The most obvious person to tell was Garcia. But Penelope had been the only one to know about Will in the first place. When Garcia found out she would connect the dots and JJ didn't think she was ready to live up to the embarrassment just yet.

She thought about Emily. Prentiss was new to the team, and though their job pretty much required that the teammates trust each other with their lives, JJ wasn't sure she could trust Emily with her secrets just yet.

JJ couldn't imagine calling Gideon, Hotch, or Morgan. She looked up to them too much. Gideon was almost like a step-father and Hotch and Morgan were her over-protective older brothers. If she were to reveal her pregnancy to any one of them, she feared they would be disappointed in her.

JJ had seen the name "Spence" below her friend Sarah's name. A few months ago she wouldn't have imagined calling him about something like this, but now it almost made sense.

Reid had been through something traumatic recently and she knew he was still dealing with his own problems. JJ still blamed herself for everything that had happened in Georgia. But revealing her secret to Reid was almost the obvious choice. She truly trusted him and she knew that Reid would listen to her and not judge.

She dialed Reid.

"JJ?" asked Reid's voice over the phone.

"Hey, Spence." JJ instantly regretted calling him; she wasn't ready.

"What's going on? Are you okay?" asked Reid. He was worried. It was very abnormal that JJ would be calling him on a night off.

"Yeah, I'm just fine Reid. I uh… I just need someone to talk to. Can you… can we get together?"

"Um, sure JJ. I'm not doing anything." Reid replied. He was worried about his friend, she seemed to be really nervous or something. In fact, he was happy to hear from her, as he was in dire need of a distraction right now. "Do you want me to come by, or would you like to meet somewhere?"

"I don't want to impose, but can I come over to your place? I kinda want to get out, but I don't really want to talk in public."

"Um, sure I guess." Reid was a little perplexed by JJ's request, but he recognized her urgency.

"Thank you so much Spence! I'll be there in about 20 minutes."

"Ok, I'll see you then JJ. Drive safely." He hung up the phone.

Reid wondered to himself, 'What the heck is going on?' He was surprised that JJ seemed to be turning to him when she was having a problem.


"A man can sleep around, no questions asked, but if a woman makes nineteen or twenty mistakes she's a tramp." -Joan Rivers


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