A/N: Okay, so this was quicker than I thought. The moment I sat down to write this it seemed like somebody was taking over and just kept typing. Thank you for your reviews, I'm glad you're enjoying the story. This was slightly hard to write, I hope I stayed true to the characters. Let me know what you think!

Chapter 5

"Jayje?" Reid asked as he looked from his friend to Michael. He was incredibly confused and slightly hurt too. "Why haven't you told me?"

JJ looked down for a moment, feeling her throat tighten with emotion. "Now is not the time Spence, I'll explain everything, I promise… but not now."

Reid nodded a bit as he put Hank down in the playpen. "I'm going to help Morgan," he said, needing to pull himself away from this situation. All he needed and wanted right now was to go home and think, but he couldn't yet, so he decided to focus on something else.

"I'm sorry if I created some tension there," Morgan said as he watched Reid walk into the kitchen. "I was only teasing, I never even thought…" he continued, but was interrupted.

"Can we not do this right now?" Reid asked, slightly agitated. "I just… want to fix this thing and go home," he admitted.

Morgan nodded, "Alright, I'm sorry," he said again as they got to work, fixing the dishwasher in about half an hour. Morgan looked at Reid, "Should I go and leave you to talk?"

Reid let out a deep sigh and ran a hand over his face. Even though he didn't want to have this conversation right now, he knew it was inevitable. Besides, he needed some answers which would only drive him crazy otherwise. Eventually he nodded, "I'd appreciate it," he replied.

Morgan patted his back, "I'll see you soon man," he said and headed back to the living room. He said his goodbye to JJ and took his son, heading out.

Reid took a deep breath before heading into the living room. "Shall I put Michael to bed?" He offered, not wanting the kids to be around for the conversation they were about to have.

JJ nodded, "I'll take care of Henry," she said and headed towards the playroom to retrieve her oldest son.

Reid picked up Michael and headed upstairs. He couldn't help but look at the boy differently. Had Morgan really seen the resemblance? He wondered. It was true Michael seemed to have the same eye color as Reid did, but he couldn't detect anything else.

Half an hour later both adults were back downstairs in the living room. Reid sat on the far end of the couch, facing JJ. "Is it true?" He asked quietly, unable to look up at her, his hands trembling slightly.

"Yes," JJ admitted in a whisper, tears burning in her eyes. "I was going to tell you, I promise," she said. "This wasn't how I wanted you to find out."

"How long have you known?" Reid asked, finally daring to look up at her. "Did you know from the start?" He asked, his tone slightly accusative.

JJ shook her head, "I didn't. It wasn't until about four months ago when Will started to suspect something," she explained. "He forced a paternity test. When the results came back and we knew for sure he wasn't the father I knew. We didn't fight, it was just the last straw."

Reid swallowed and nodded a bit, still overwhelmed with the idea of having a son. Michael was his son. It was so hard to believe. "I don't know what so say JJ," he admitted. "I don't know what to feel."

"I can understand if you're angry Spence, if you need some time…"

"I don't know if I'm angry, I'm just very confused," he admitted. "I do need some time," he nodded as he got up. "I'll uhm… I'll talk to you later."

JJ nodded as she watched him go. When she heard the front door close she allowed her tears to fall. She hoped they would be okay, that he would be able to forgive her for not telling him the moment she found out. Of course the thought had crossed his mind when she told him she was pregnant, but he'd quickly shaken that thought.

18 months earlier

"Spence? What are you doing here?" JJ asked as she opened the front door further so he could come in. She locked it behind him and took his coat.

Reid walked in and turned around, "It's not fair JJ," he whispered, swallowing back his emotion.

She instantly knew he was talking about their former colleague and pulled him into her arms. "I know," she whispered and rubbed his back as he reluctantly hugged her back. "Why don't you sit and I'll get us something to drink," she suggested.

He gave a weak nod and shuffled to the couch. He sat down and let out a deep sigh, waiting for her to return.

JJ grabbed a bottle of wine and two glasses. She was glad Will was visiting family in New Orleans with Henry. Will had always been kind to Reid, but she knew their friendship was causing tension in their marriage at times.

"I wanted to use again tonight Jayje," Reid admitted in a whisper, looking completely miserable. "I didn't know where else to go," he admitted.

JJ swallowed the lump in her throat, "Oh Spence," she whispered out and sat next to him, pulling him into her arms. "You know you're always welcome here," she said and rubbed his back, feeling how his tears started to wet her blouse.

They sat like that for what seemed like an eternity before they pulled apart. "Here, let's cheer to him and remember the good things," JJ said as she handed him a glass, grabbing the other as well. They clinked their glasses and took a large sip.

They spent the evening talking about Gideon and laughing about everything that'd happened when he was still on the team. One bottle of wine became two and by the third they were basically just giggling on the couch, huddled together.

JJ looked deeply into Reid's eyes, smiling down at him. "You know, I've always suspected he was behind our date," she grinned.

Reid shrugged and chuckled, "I guess that was the last push I needed. It was so wrong though, I'm still sorry about a terrible date."

"I'm not," JJ smiled, her face turning more serious, "granted things wouldn't have worked out then, you were still so young and naïve," she said. "You've grown so much Spence and I admire you for it," she added in a whisper and caressed his cheek.

Reid swallowed the lump in his throat as he leaned into JJ's touch, getting lost in her eyes. "Jayje…" he started, but she interrupted him.

"Shh," she replied and leaned in, her lips brushing over his in a hesitant kiss.

It was probably the alcohol fogging his mind, but he immediately returned her kiss, deepening it slightly as a small groan escaped his throat. He moved more over her, rolling her underneath him on the couch as his kiss turned more demanding.

TBC