FBI Office

Later that morning, JJ yawned and took a sip of the Café mocha in her hand. The elevators opened in front of her and she stepped out onto the floor of the BAU. She only made it a few feet before she saw two agents carrying boxes from her office. Garcia stood next to the door exclaiming, "Be gentle with that stuff! It's JJ's stuff!"

JJ walked up to Garcia and said as calmly as she could, "What are they doing to my office?"Don't pull out your gun to shoot Camen. Don't pull it out….

"Agent Camen thought it'd be better if the senior agent on his team had his own office instead of sitting in the bullpen. Out of all the possible offices in the world, he took yours."

"OK. Ok." JJ took off her holster and handed it to Garcia. "I need you to hold this before I lose my mind and go shoot Camen."

"He took Hotch's office," Garcia blurted out. JJ's eyes widened and she took another sip of her coffee. Maybe it'd be best for Camen if I took the day off because I'm so mad…

"Penelope….I'm going to take a walk around the block…just to cool down, you know. Is there any more fun surprises that….I should be aware of before I walk into the bullpen?" Is there anymore reasons for me to want to shoot Camen?

"No, not right now, but the day is young," Garcia whimpered. "Prentiss and my super hot- when- he's -angry darling Derek are downstairs in the shooting range….dealing with the changes Camen is dishing out. Rossi's taking a walk and boy wonder is hiding somewhere in the building to read or something. Oh- we are also having a super secret meeting to figure out a way not to lose it and kill all of his little evil pain-in-the butt minions at Hotch's during hour lunch hour."

"Ok-wait, our lunch hour? It's rare for all of us to get lunch at the same time."

"Yeah, Camen thought it'd be better that from 12-1, the A squad goes to lunch, and then B squad goes to lunch 1-2:30. "

"Why-" JJ felt her blood pressure spike, "does the squad ranked lower than us-the b squad-get 30 minutes more lunch than we do?"

"Because the best isn't good enough for him- he's in love with the second best?"

JJ smirked and said, "Alright, then. If you need me, I will be in the shooting range. Wai- Prentiss and Morgan are in the shooting range? Together?"

Garcia gave a blank look. " Yeah…"

"Are you sure they aren't trying to shoot each other right now?"

"Umm…oh crap."

FBI Shooting Range

Prentiss shot off two shots before sliding another clip into her pistol. She was feeling a mix of emotions- extreme anger towards Strauss and Camen, guilt from the conversation the day before, and sadness. Morgan was in the booth next to her, silently going through rounds just as she had. A part of her missed him, yet another part was still mad- he had violated her trust immensely and acted in a manner she didn't believe was possible from him.

Morgan let off four shots before placing his pistol down and taking a breath. The guilt was hurting immensely- he had screwed up in handling Hotch's situation and now the team was paying for it immensely with Camen. A part of him felt that if Camen had let him go from the team, he wouldn't be missed by Prentiss, Rossi, JJ, or Hotch. The only thing that helped him get up that morning was the idea that he had earned his way back into somewhat good graces with Garcia and Rossi.

Prentiss sighed before standing in her shooting stance and glancing over to Morgan. He was staring at her sadly, nearly making her heart drop. She saw guilt and sadness in his eyes- a look that showed that he wanted to atone for what he had done. They stared at each other for another minute until JJ entered the range and called out, " Hey."

Prentiss snapped out of her daze and placed her weapon down. "I guess you saw what Camen was up to this morning."

"Yeah- I'm just glad you two didn't shoot each other." JJ avoided eye contact with Morgan and kept her focus on Prentiss. "I came here down to get a few shots off as well."

"Join the club. Rossi and Reid should be down here before our lovely work day starts."

"Ah…have any of you checked on Hotch this morning?"

"No," Morgan said quietly. Prentiss answered, " I called this morning and they said that he was sleeping, so that's good." She quickly glanced to Morgan who was sadly staring at the ground.

Suddenly, the three agents heard, "Guys, Camen is looking for us." Reid stood at the shooting range entrance. "He sounds really mad."

Prentiss rolled her eyes. "When he not pissed with us?"

Morgan and JJ started towards the entrance, but Prentiss hesitated and stayed where she was, a sudden realization hitting her. I have to let it go…..I think I have to forgive him.