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Chapter 13

8 weeks later

The music played softly in the background and she hummed along to the tones of Journey's "Open Arms." The kitchen still smelt like lasagne and the dirty dishes were still piled up in the sink, waiting to be washed. Outside darkness had fallen several hours ago and rain lashed against the apartment windows. The sound was monotone yet soothing.

JJ turned to the sink with the intention of switching on the hot water when her gaze drifted from the dirty dishes to the scene in the living room. Her hand hovered in mid-air as her blue eyes fixed on the two people curled up on the couch together. A smile spread across her face and JJ leant against the counter, unable to take her eyes off what was happening in front of her.

Blake and Henry sat together on the couch. Blake had put her legs up but Henry had somehow managed to climb on to and his little blonde head rested against her chest as Blake read him from his new favourite book; the one she had bought him two weeks earlier. JJ had spent every evening reading him the same stories and he loved every minute of it.

She watched her girlfriend and her son together. Blake was a natural with Henry. She knew when to take a step back and let JJ take over as a parent, aware that Henry wasn't her son and that their relationship was still something he had to get used to. But Henry had taken to her from the moment JJ introduced them.

It had been eight weeks since the ordeal in Boston and life had somehow managed to take on some kind of normal form. The first two nights she and Henry slept at Blake's place. Henry had loved it. Blake told him to bring as many toys as he liked and he had accepted that offer in every way possible and managed to make Blake's house look like he had just raided the nearest Toys R Us store. Blake had loved every minute of it and JJ had enjoyed watching her play with Henry on the floor of her living room.

Their relationship didn't influence their jobs as much as she had thought. The moment they walked out of the door in the morning they slipped into their roles as profilers without even thinking twice. They were different people when they were at the BAU. They had to be in order to keep the demons and the darkness out of their personal lives. There was no room for it now that they had started to build a life together.

"Hey, I said I'd do the dishes!" Blake said when she became aware of JJ looking at her and noticed the blonde stood next to the sink. "You cooked."

"It's okay," JJ smiled as she let her eyes drift from Blake's face to that of her son and back. Henry leant lazily against Blake's body and JJ couldn't quite see his face. "You seem to be having your hands full anyway."

Blake arched an eyebrow. "I think he's asleep."

"I guess you'd better not move then," JJ grinned. "Poor little man. He must be worn out from our trip to the park."

Trips to the park were probably their favourite activity during the weekends she didn't have to work. They would have a lazy morning before getting breakfast at one of the many small coffee bars close to the park. Somehow Blake always knew the best ones. Today they'd spent the day walking around the park, feeding the ducks and Henry had spent almost two hours playing with the other kids in the playground while they watched, Blake's hand never letting go of hers.

"Want me to put him to bed?" Blake asked as she shifted herself a little bit, careful not to wake Henry.

"Just take off his jeans. He can sleep with his t-shirt still on," JJ said and watched as Blake managed to stand up. She bent down and scooped Henry up into her arms. He didn't even open his eyes and remained asleep, his arms draped across Blake's shoulders.

Blake carried the sleeping boy across the apartment to his bedroom and JJ turned back to the sink. She switched on the tap and watched as the water fill up. Just as she switched the taps off she felt two strong arms snake around her waist and Blake's warm lips pressed against the back of her neck. JJ's eyes fluttered shut and she leant back a little.

"He didn't even move," Blake whispered and JJ turned around, now trapped between Blake's body and the kitchen counter. Blue eyes found brown.

She tucked a strand of hair behind Blake's hair. "He likes you, Alex."

"Lord only knows why," Blake grinned.

JJ's eyes darkened several shades. "Because he sees the same thing I do."

"And what exactly is that?" Amusement was etched across Blake's face.

JJ leant in and brushed lips against Blake's. She felt the other woman respond almost immediately. "A wonderful woman who makes me very happy."

Blake moved in for another kiss when JJ pulled away, grabbing a firmer hold of the younger woman this time. She pulled her closer, as close as she could. Moments like this she cherished. After the events in Boston she just knew how precious they were. It had reminded her never to take anything for granted, even if it seems like life is going just fine. Danger could be lurking around every corner.

"Did you hear from Will?" she asked when they finally parted and she rested her forehead against JJ's.

"He's picking Henry up tomorrow morning at eleven," JJ answered and when Blake furrowed her brow she quickly added, "Hotch wants us in for the early Monday morning briefing, remember? I won't make it to drop him off at Jessie's so Will offered to come and get him."

"Will he be allright with me still being here?" she wanted to know.

Will hadn't exactly been happy with the news about their relationship and in the beginning he ha demanded that Blake wasn't at the apartment when he picked Henry up. He couldn't forbid JJ from having her around when Henry was spending most of his time with his mother but it was his way of being awkward and tryin to get some control. JJ had listened to him for the first week but when he started talking about counselling or perhaps going out for a cup of coffee, she had said that those things weren't what she wanted from him. She wanted him to be a good father to Henry, for their relationship as father and son to remain as strong as it had always been, but there was no chance of them getting back together again.

"Any news on the paperwork?" Blake asked. "You said your lawyer received it weeks ago."

JJ grinned. "And we both have enough experience with the judicial system to know that even the simplest of things sometimes take forever." She let her fingers dance across Blake's forearm. "And as for Will demanding you're not here when he picks Henry up… he can stick that where the sun doesn't shine." Her eyebrows knowingly shot up. "Besides, I don't want you to leave."

"Don't you?" Blake feigned innocence. Her hands dropped from the small of JJ's back to the curve of her buttock. "And why is that?"

"You may find out…" JJ leant in and quickly pecked the corner of Blake's mouth. The glint in her eye said more than words ever could. "If you help me do the dishes."

~()~

She woke to the feeling of Blake's fingers trailing up and down her arm. The bedroom was still dark and JJ squinted so she could see the numbers on the alarm clock. 05.57. There were three minutes left till the alarm went off. Monday mornings at the BAU were an 8 am start t catch up on the cases they had been working before the weekend or new ones that had come in while they were off.

JJ rolled over to find Blake looking at her.

"How long have you been awake?" she asked, her voice still thick with sleep.

"A while," Blake answered as she moved a little closer to JJ under the duvet. Her bare legs touched JJ's before snaking her arms around her naked girlfriend's body and pulling her closer. "I just felt like watching you for a little while."

"Anyone ever tell you that you're weird?" JJ grinned in between kisses.

Blake couldn't help but smile at that comment. "I chase serial killers for a living. Of course I'm weird."

At that same moment the alarm went off and JJ reached over to turn it off. She heaved a sigh as she realisation that the safety and comfort of the weekend were behind them. As much as she loved her job, there wasn't anything in this world she loved more than spending time with Henry and Blake. She turned her head to look at the brunette beside her and smiled. This was the sight she woke up to most mornings and it made her happy.

"I guess we'd better get a move on," Blake said when she recognised the familiar stumbling sound in the room a little further down the hall. Henry was already up.

JJ reluctantly agreed and kicked the duvet away from herself. The cold gust of wind made goose bumps appear on her skin and she shivered. "Yeah, I guess we should." Her eyes found Blake's. "You want the first shower? I'll get Henry dressed and will jump in after you."

She grabbed a pair of sweatpants and at-shirt on her way to the bedroom door and threw them on before walking into her son's room and finding him standing next to his bed. He met her with a beaming smile and JJ scooped him up in her arms, swung him through the air and put him back down.

"Ok, big guy," she said, still grinning. "Time to have a wash, brush your teeth and get your clothes on, allright? Daddy will be here in half an hour."

It took her twenty minutes to get him sorted but Henry cooperated well this morning, unlike most mornings. He wasn't much of a morning person. In that respect he was a lot like Blake, JJ thought as she pulled the sweater over his head and helped him tie the laces to his sneakers. She brushed his hair and followed him into the kitchen to give him a piece of toast and some milk before sending him off with Will.

The knock on the door startled her and her eyes snapped up to the clock. Will was a little early. She sighed as she walked to the front door, double checked through the spy-hole it was indeed her soon to be ex-husband and removed the chain before turning the two double locks. She then opened the door and looked up at him.

"Hi."

He noticed she wasn't dressed yet. "Hey."

"Wanna come in?" she asked, stepping aside to make room for him to file into the kitchen.

Will stepped into the kitchen and Henry, who had just about finished his toast, ran from the table to wrap his arms around his father's neck. JJ watched with a smile as Will swung him around several times, the same way she had done earlier that morning, before putting him down and ruffling his blonde hair.

"Go and grab your bag," JJ told her son and Henry shot off to his bedroom.

"Good weekend?" Will asked, his eyes drifting around the small but cosy apartment.

"Yeah," JJ answered, following his eyes. "We went to the park yesterday and he crashed out on the couch and on Saturday we went to the movies." She took a step in Will's direction. "Thanks for picking him up early."

"It's allright," he answered, his eyes meeting JJ's. "I've got the day off so I was thinking about getting him a haircut and going to the mall."

JJ smiled. "Sounds like fun."

"Jayj, if you want that shower you're going to have to hurry. Garcia just sent a text asking us to…"

Blake's voice faltered when she walked into the living room, her hair still wet. She was still buttoning up her shirt when her eyes found Will and their gazes locked. Almost immediately the tension in the room shifted and JJ could feel it begin to rise. Almost instinctively she turned to Will and his eyes now snapped from Blake to her.

"You don't get to say anything about this," JJ reminded him. She suddenly sounded sharp and she fixed him with a stare she normally only used for suspects. "You don't have the right to tell me what I can and can't do. Alex has every right to be here. I know it's hard but I suggest you get used to that."

Will's features had hardened but he looked back up at Blake and swallowed the hard lump in his throat away. "Hi."

Blake felt herself relax. They didn't have to be best friends. She didn't even expect them to be friends but they would have to be civilised for the sake of Henry. "Hi."

Henry emerged from his bedroom and ran back over to his dad. He grabbed his hand and started dragging him to the door.

"He must have heard you when you said the word 'mall'," JJ said as she opened the door for the two of them.

Henry turned around before stepping outside and waved. "Bye, Alex."

She waved back, a smile reaching from ear to ear. "Bye, bye, kiddo."

JJ looked at Will. "Thank you," she said, her eyes kinder this time. "I know this is hard for you but I appreciate that you're trying." She put a hand on his arm. "You're a good man, Will."

He just smiled. It didn't reach his eyes and she could see the sadness there. He looked down at his son. "Ok, time to tell mommy goodbye now. You'll see her on Thursday."

JJ hugged and kissed her son for as long as he let her before wriggling out of her arms. She watched him and his father walk down the hallway and slowly closed the door. Blake still stood in the middle of the living room and their gazes locked.

"Jayj, I'm sorry, I didn't realise he was already here."

"Don't worry about it," JJ answered as she crossed the room and kissed Blake on her cheek. "He's going to have to get used to this eventually." She took a small step back. "What was that about Garcia texting you?"

"Round table ASAP," Blake answered and showed her phone. "I guess we've got another one." She watched as JJ started for the bedroom. "What a life we live, eh?"

JJ turned around in the doorway and her eyes found Blake's across the length of the room. Her blue eyes lit up and she smiled.

"Coming home to you every night and keeping serial killers of the streets," she said. "I love my life and I wouldn't have it any other way."

End.