Again, I do not own Criminal Minds and my thanks to Dragonsmaiden for being my beta reader. That goes for Chapter three. I had the chapter posted, but couldn't figure out of how to post the disclaimer. Computers are not my thing, sad to say. I am happy that I am getting all of these people adding me to their Story Alert and I welcome all reviews. So you have some advise, please feel free to do so. I will read it, but I will guarenteed that I will take it.

Chapter #4

"Spence, I'm fine," JJ protested as Reid led her to an empty staffroom carrying a blanket and a pillow.

"I know you are, but Hotch told you to rest." He set the pillow on the end of the couch.

"But."

"You finished the press conference. There is nothing else you can do right now. It's our turn. Please lie down for awhile." She sighed as she removed her shoes and lied down on the couch.

As Reid placed the blanket on top of her, his cell phone beeped. JJ sat up, swinging her legs over, ready to stand up.

"It's just a text message, probably from Ashley," he said, stopping her.

She laid back. "You two are getting serious?" He shrugged his shoulders.

"Spence, what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Come on, Spence. Sit. Talk. You can spare five minutes." He let out a breath, not used to talking to anyone about relationships, but honestly he could use some advice and he trusted JJ.

He carried over a metal chair that had been folded up and leaning against the wall. He unfolded it, placing it close to JJ. He sat down, crossing his leg over his knee.

He saw her already propped up, the pillow against the couch and covered with the blanket.

"Ashley is the complete opposite of me. She's like Lila, but different."

"How so?" He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest as if he was protecting himself.

"The fact that I had never said anything about her until your baby shower. In fact, if she didn't make that bear or hat, you would have never known about her."

"I wondered about that. Why didn't you mention her? And do not tell me that we didn't ask," she said, shaking her finger at him.

"Because I am afraid that it might not work out. I am afraid that once she knows about the cases that we deal with, she might not want to be with me anymore."

"Spence, she does know that you are a profiler and you worked on serious cases."

"Yeah."

"She hasn't run," JJ said.

Reid leaned back in his chair. "Ashley is free spirited and doesn't really have any plans. Sometimes I feel like a fish out of water, but she always makes sure that I am comfortable."

"Ashley's not Lila."

He nodded his head yes. "I know, but once I caught myself profiling her. You are not suppose to profile your friends, but there I was."

"Spence, it is normal, you guys profile everyone. It's a part of who you are."

"I know. With Lila, I didn't fit in her life and she didn't fit in with mine. And sometimes I feel the same with Ashley. I know she has demons."

"Demons," JJ asked.

"That is what she called them. She sees a therapist and is on antidepressants. She does take them everyday, but I know that she doesn't like them cause they remind her of her drug addiction. Still she takes them. She said that her songwriting is more therapeutic than talking to her shrink. When I hear her songs…" He went quiet for a moment.

"I can hear her pain and her struggles. I asked her about them once and she was about to tell me, but we were interrupted. Her friends even told me she is doing much better since she has been taking them. They also tell that since we have been seeing each other, she has been happier, like I have been somehow helping her. I honestly have no idea how."

He straightened up in his seat, "When I told her that you insisted I bring her the next time we go out for drinks, she said ok, but when I was ready. She is not pressuring me; she is letting me to do things on my schedule. Although I'm worried about having the meeting in a bar with her alcohol addictions."

"Spence, she sings at a bar. I think she will be fine. Do you want some advise?" He nodded yes.

She touched her pregnant belly, "If you wanted to be with Lila, you would have called her or emailed her. You would have made an attempt to make that relationship work. And that goes the same with her. But you didn't, nothing is wrong with that. Perhaps she wasn't the right girl for you. With Ashley, you are making an attempt and trying to have a relationship with her. I heard you leaving a message with her as we boarded the plane this morning. Bowling?"

He smiled and nodded yes. "We were suppose to go bowling with her friends tonight."

"And the postcards?" He looked at her, wondering how she knew. "Spence, I noticed the last month or so, you have been buying postcards. I assumed that they are for her."

He nodded, "Yeah, she likes to collect them."

"And you are even worried about having her in a bar to meet us because of her addiction. You are making an effort in your relationship without even knowing about it. Relationships take work. Take Will and I for example, we have kinks to work out before we can think of getting married, but we are working on it. And if Ashley does want to tell you about her demons, you have to make sure that you don't interrupt.

"You being there, being her friend is helping her out. And the fact that she is willingly to meet us when you are ready, tells me that she likes you. Go, text her back."

"What do I say.?"

"What does she say, answer her text," she said as she laid back down.

He pulled out his cell phone, he read out loud, "Hi, I got your message and it is ok. Still have my title. Be safe and see you when you get back."

"Title?"

"Queen of the gutter balls." JJ let out a laugh.

"What's so funny," he heard Morgan from behind.

"Nothing," Reid said. He saw Morgan looking at JJ; she too shook her head.

"Is there something you need?" Reid answered, trying to change the subject. He closed his cell phone, putting back in his pocket.

"Hotch is wondering what is taking so long."

"Sorry," he said to Morgan. Then turned to JJ. "Ok, get some rest." Then he mouthed the word, "Thank you," before leaving her. JJ smiled, the conversation was their secret.

Reid followed Morgan to the bullpen, going back to the case. He wasn't sure if he had the answers or not, but at least, he felt better after talking to JJ. Maybe it was time for his friends to meet her.