A/N – Still JJ's POV, Of course a thanks for all the support from the reviewers ^_^, sorry its been taking me a little longer to write the in between parts to my story outline, I'm trying to make sure they stay interesting enough and still leave the right type of effect for the story. ENJOY!

Emily had recovered in record time. Well, mostly recovered. She still barely remembered me, meaning she only remembered me from the time that she had woken up from surgery until now. It had been 2 weeks since then, and the news spread that the doctor had cleared her for work. Today would be the first day back for her in the office since the last case.

Hotch had been able to get us the first week off. We were all swamped with paperwork when we got back. Penelope, Derek and Reid had visited Emily almost every day. Hotch had gone to visit once to ensure she was in good health, but spent most of his time with his son, and Rossi…did whatever he did on his days off.

I obligingly spent most of my time with Will. For the first few days it was nice just being able to sleep in, I had still brought some of my work home, trying to pre-organize before the grind when we got back. Admittedly most of my thoughts were on Emily.

Things were starting to go downhill with Will. I caught myself becoming impatient and easily agitated around him. He was starting to become impatient himself. I tried to use hormones as an excuse for my mood swings. He seemed to believe it, I almost thought he was as simple as he seemed because he never suspected there was anything else to it. We were drifting apart, but I definitely believed that he didn't suspect me of having feelings for someone else.

Yet still I had placed Emily in second, I tried to convince myself that I had to do things one step at a time. My mind told me that I had to wait until the baby was born and see how it turns out. But that meant trying not to fantasize about attempting anything with Emily for another 5 months, that it was in the best interest for the baby that they knew their father.

'Did it REALLY matter if it was Will? Could it be Emily? Would Emily raise a baby with me? That is kind of stretching it far. Sure you want to be with her, but you don't even know if she feels the same way, and now you want her to raise a child with you.' Sigh. I always wanted kids, and I would never think of aborting this baby, but sometimes, SOMETIMES I just wished this wasn't happening…not like this.

There was also the little voice in my mind that said it may not work out. It may not work out with Emily. The thoughts of her not feeling the same in return, let alone her memory not coming back made me hold onto Will as a safety blanket even more. I hated it. It made me feel like I lacked control of the situation, perhaps even a feeling of desperation, lack of confidence that I could raise this child on my own.

There was a cheer of voices from the bullpen which broke my train of thought. I stood up from my desk and tried to peer through the window. I involuntarily rushed over to get a better look, running into the top drawer on the way over. Rubbing my side I pressed one of the window shutters open and watched as Emily made her way to her desk.

Everyone took the time to stand from their desks and applaud her return. It wasn't small news if someone got seriously injured like that, even people who weren't directly on our field team felt the absence of an agent in a department as small as ours. She dipped her head down hiding her face slightly from the unwanted attention she was getting. She eventually flashed a smile at everyone and waved a thank you before placing her stuff down at her desk.

I smiled mildly watching as she settled herself. A week and a half of not seeing her, it felt so long at times and so slow at others. Just then Garcia came flying through my door I jumped from the intrusion. "Hey, Emily is here, I was thinking of maybe going out tonight, something light, dinner or something…" I straightened myself out as she finally turned around to look at me, she was probably expecting me at my desk. "Oh, sorry Jayje I didn't mean to startle you", I waved off the apology.

"So who is going out tonight?" I asked Penelope. "Oh, just EVERYONE, we're trying to drag Emily out as a welcome back celebration, we're thinking that Italian restaurant downtown" she peeped back at me. I was kind of tired, but I really wanted to go…for Emily. I smiled back "I'll be there" she smiled in return excitedly, "good, I'll let you get your work done" and with that she fluttered out like the butterfly that she was.

Turning my head to look back at Emily, she was staring at the huge pile of files on her desk, she breathed out and with a glint of determination in her eye she grabbed the top file and started working. 'I wonder if they will magically appear on my desk. Will the drawer be closed too?' Watching her determination suddenly motivated me. 'J get todays work done and look forward to dinner',

I smiled one last time as I watched Penelope hopping around Emily's desk, speaking frantically with her hands, she was probably telling Emily how she was coming out to dinner with everyone. Emily attempted to open her mouth a few times, but it seemed like Penelope was having her way with the conversation. I saw Emily's head bow down in defeat as Penelope ran off without giving her a chance to say anything in turn. Smirking at that last exchange I turned and got back to work.

A/N – still quite of a ways to go, there are a number of chapters further ahead in the story that are already written up, I CANT WAIT to post them, I hope you all keep reading.