Everyone looked up into the hallway to see a young redhead stomping in with two children and an older blond male in tow.

"Flip the pictures over!"Horatio quickly ordered. The entire table went from a collection of horrific sights to a sheet of white just as the new arrivals were stepping in.

"I told you to let him drive!"Jay blurted at the blond.

"I felt better if I was behind the wheel. Besides,if there were an accident-" "-Genesis would be more likely to be killed in an accident when in the passenger seat,"Jay cut in.

"So you'd rather I be killed in a car crash?!"

"I certainly hate you enough,"Jay reasoned.

Horatio rubbed his forehead and sighed.

''Jay,what is this about? You know I can only handle so much stress right now,''Genesis stated,less then pleased to have been ripped away with a good book.

Jay glanced at his sons,not sure how to present the situation to Genesis without terrifying them.

''We are...''he had to choose his words his carefully,''We're dealing with a bit of a problem,''Jay finally managed.

A problem? A problem?! Really?! That's one way to describe a serial killer when dead bodies are turning up every day. A problem is a broken shoe lace. This is more than a mere problem! Still,Jay didn't really know how to get his words out.

''A problem...what sort of 'problem' are we talking about,dear?''Genesis demanded.

Jay motioned for him to step closer and gently grasped the redhead's shoulders,then leaned slightly towards his ear.

''We're dealing with a serial killer that's targeting Dorian and myself,and some of the bodies are showing signs of someone practicing C - sections,''he whispered.

The agents in the room watched as Genesis' face took on a rather horrified expression. ''I...I see...um...''

''That's why I had you bring the kids,''Jay responded in a normal voice.

Genesis turned his head and saw the table of white,and it dawned on him that the white sheet was a pile of most likely horrid pictures flipped over. His arms subconsciously wrapped around his middle,guarding his stomach.

''I know this is a lot to take in,but you needed to know.''

''...I...thought we were past this...''

Jay was confused. ''Past what?''

''Having people after us. I thought we were finally done with that. I don't want to go to New York again.''

Jay took Genesis' face in his hands and stared intently in his eyes. ''I'm not sending you anywhere. Just breath.''

Genesis shook his head. ''I need air.''

"Okay,we'll go and get some air. Alright?"

Genesis left first,leaving an atmosphere of worry and strangely curiosity in his wake.

Rossi looked at Horatio.

"How does he fit into all of this and who is he?"the Italian asked.

"The male adults show signs of someone having practiced C - sections,"Alexx answered,"That was Genesis,who is pregnant and due in two weeks."

"Why is he not showing?"Morgan asked.

Reid cut in at this point. "There's naturally a small percentage of males capable of giving birth. Of that percentage,there's an even smaller group that doesn't show. What happens to them during the pregnancy is while the fetus is developing,it slowly displaces the organs and puts the body under an enormous amount of stress. And it's because the organs can only be displaced so much that children born from that percentage are smaller than the standard weight for children born from women. In fact,98 percent of that smaller group actually wind up losing the child due to all of the stress."

Jay looked at Hotch. "Is he for real?"he asked,ultimately astounded.

The elder nodded with a roll of his eyes.

"Wow. Okay." The angel shook his head.

"Genesis is carrying just one,right?"Reid asked.

"No,he's carrying two. And Jay almost got his ass beat for it,"Horatio answered sternly,still quite pissed at their repeated failure of using protection.

Jay cowered only slightly visibly under the elder redhead's gaze and held his ground before the discomfort from the situation at hand returned.

"I need to make sure he's okay." The Angel left,leaving the BAU and the CSI's to their business.

Outside,Genesis was all but hyperventilating. His arms were still wrapped around his middle,and he didn't even cast a glance when he felt Jay's hand rest on his shoulder.

"What do I do as far as the kids?" The forced question made Jay pause,genuinely unsure of the situation.

He shook his head with a choked sighed. He didn't know.

"My best suggestion is to have one of the BAU agents stay with you in the house. I don't know what else to do."

Genesis whimpered softly,and Jay finally submitted to the urge of wrapping his arms around the smaller redhead. He felt the youth relax as he found comfort in the warmth of the hug. It was then that Jay spotted a familiar face across the street.

He saw it,and he glared.

"Get back inside. Now,"he whispered.

Genesis didn't ask questions and didn't look over his shoulder. He just nodded and and darted inside,trusting his husband's better judgement.

Jay stalked across the street,his gears screeching loudly in his head with thoughts of wringing this person's neck. But when he got close enough,he stopped,only a few feet away. This person,this girl's face was splattered with blood.

''You have a lot of nerve showing up here,Rosie. What do you want?"

Rosie looked surprised and insulted. "What,can't I visit my future husband?"

Jay slowly circled her,staring into her eyes. She had clearly snapped from the last time he'd seen her. Her eyes were wild with insanity and delusion. She was no longer herself. Looking down,he saw her hands folded together but caked with dried blood.

"What makes you so sure Genesis loves you?" he asked carefully.

Rosie smiled and giggled. "Some guys just play hard-to-get. He's bound to come running to me eventually."

"What makes you think he would do such a thing? Even if I wasn't in the picture,it still wouldn't change the fact that you're scaring him." The statement was logical and made sense in Rosie's mind...or,rather,it made too much sense. She suddenly looked horrified.

"I'm scaring him?! But I was leaving gifts for him!"

Jay shook his head and gently took her small bloody hands. "You are,but if you're really going to win his heart,you need to try something other than dead bodies."

Rosie was worried. Worried that she might be driving her redhead away. This was not something she could risk.

"W-what do I do? He has to love me!... Maybe I'm not trying hard enough! I have to win him over!"

Jay gripped her hands tighter. "I think you should just leave him alone."

Rosie tore her hands away from the Angel. "No! I can't! I love him!"

Jay sighed. He was playing. He was going along with the girl's twisted mind to try to make her see his side.

"If you really love him,you'll let him go."

Rosie turned away. Her lower lip twitched with worry. She had to have Genesis. She needed him. But everyone was denying her. Even her own father. She could practically hear her mother crying now. Not even the maids in her family manor supported her. If she was going to get the redhead of her dreams,she was going to have to steal him.

"No. I will have Genesis,"she bitterly spat as she turned and glared up at Jay,"I don't care who gets in my way! You don't deserve him!"

Jay snarled. Playtime was over. "I know him better than you do. He doesn't love you at all. He's scared of you." The older male grabbed her arm tightly. "He is carrying my children,and if you hurt him in any way,I will personally see to it that your father doesn't even have a body to bury by the time I'm through with you."

He released her once he was sure he'd bruised her arm,and proceeded to storm across the street...and then,quite suddenly,his legs were taken out from under him. Jay felt a license plate digging into his leg as he cracked the side of his head on the hood of a black pick-up truck.

In an effort to spare a surely broken right leg from a meeting with the pavement of the street,he clung desperately to the hood. He even found a moment to glare at the driver before his arm gave out and he hit the ground,the truck driving right over him before he heard tires screech to a halt.

"Are you sure?"Rosie questioned. She approached him as he tried to get up. Jay struggled with shaking arms and a swirling headache to get to his knees,only to have the girl step on the broken leg.

Jay didn't scream as Rosie would have preferred, but he did groan loudly at the feeling of the bone moving beneath the skin and muscle. And that was the last thing he felt before he blacked out.

Please review! I'm having a lot of fun with Rosie!