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A/n here's the last chapter all. Thank you for all your kind reviews. And, for which ever holiday you celebrate, please be happy and safe.

"Hey Reid, Is everything alright?" Morgan said jovially. He pulled his Glock out of his right pocket and stepped quietly into the house.

"Morgan what the -"

Morgan put a finger up to his mouth and pointed to at the gun nestled in the holster at Reid's hip. "What's going on Morgan?" He whispered.

"Where's JJ?"

"In the kitchen I think."

"The others are outside. Hotch, Rossi, and Emily are around the back and Detective Santos and his men are behind me. Just follow my lead."

Reid opened his mouth, but Morgan glared at him. "Okay… Hey JJ, look who's here."

He led the way to the kitchen with his Glock out and pointed down. He didn't know what was going on, but he trusted Morgan.

They entered the kitchen just as Mrs. Burke put a plate of eggs and sausage down in front of JJ. "Hey JJ…" Morgan said as he brought up his gun to bear on Mrs. Burke. "Ma'am… I need you to step back."

The back door opened and Emily stepped in with her gun drawn. "You're under arrest for the murders of…" Emily read off the Miranda warning while Morgan handcuffed the woman who was protesting loudly at her treatment. He took her out of the kitchen leaving Reid, Emily, JJ and Hotch together.

"What the hell -"

"Mrs. Burke is the un-sub." Morgan and Hotch said together.

"Are you crazy, she's just a little old lady?"

"JJ, let's just get out of here and we'll explain what happened." Emily pulled the other woman to her feet.

"But, how did you guys get here? There's like ten feet of snow out there." JJ asked the question that had been on the tip of Reid's tongue to ask.

"Summit County Search and Rescue lent us a couple of choppers." Hotch said.

"Oh…"

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Morgan pulled Reid aside as the other headed for the conference room in Heber's police barracks. "So… Are you going to tell me why you keep looking at JJ like an eager little puppy dog?"

"This isn't the time Morgan."

"Yes it is," Morgan was looking him over so thoroughly that Reid began to blush crimson. "Oh… I know that look! You got lucky last night."

"Morgan!"

"Come on man, you've been pining for her since the first day you saw her."

"Can you say it a little louder. I don't think they heard you in Salt Lake City." Reid hissed between his teeth.

"I'm just teasing you man. I'm really happy for both of you."

Reid eyed Morgan suspiciously. "That's it, that's all your going to say to me?"

"What… Did you really think I'd make you totally miserable over something so important to you. What do you take me for?"

"Someone who can't mind their own business."

"Very funny!"

"I love her Morgan."

"I know that. Like I said, it's been obvious from day one," Morgan smirked.

Reid went pink again and whispered. "So, um… Do you think JJ noticed?"

Morgan grinned and his dark eyes twinkled down at the younger agent, "Now that would be telling." He pushed away from the wall where he'd been standing and took of down the hallway.

"Morgan… Hey, what's that supposed to mean? Morgan!"

Morgan turned back with a finger to his lips, "Be quiet, or she'll hear you! You're a genius, you should be able to figure it out for yourself."

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While they waited for Rossi and Hotch to talk Mrs. Burke, Morgan, Rossi and Emily explained to the two wayward agents what had happened.

"…so we think Mrs. Burke was taking in people from off the street and poisoning them. She felt sorry for them being all alone and unhappy and she decided to put them out of their misery."

"So that's why all of them were runaway's or just people that lived on the outside of society." JJ observed.

"Yeah… it reminded me of that old movie "Arsenic and Old Lace." Emily said.

"That's a funny movie," JJ agreed.

"It's my favorite movie to watch at Halloween." Reid spoke up and flushed red when JJ favored him with a wink.

"Alright, so it's a good movie. Apparently she thought accusing the next door neighbor would take the suspicion of her." Hotch said from the doorway. "Now, JJ and Reid, you're going down to the University of Utah Hospital for tests. We need to know if you ingested any poisons."

"We didn't have breakfast." Reid said and Emily smirked at the whine in his voice.

"Yeah, but you ate dinner there."

"Yes Hotch, but we didn't fall over dead. Why is that exactly?" JJ asked as they were herded out of the room to the waiting helicopter.

"She didn't want a mess to clean up without her nephew to help her. Apparently he couldn't get back up to Woodland in the storm last night."

JJ and Reid left on the helicopter when their protests fell on deaf ears. Their blood work came back normal, but the food tested at the Salt Lake City FBI field office was poisoned with arsenic and cyanide.

"Talk about overkill," JJ snapped at Reid after they'd been stuck in the hospital all day.

He decided not to voice the statistics about poisons he'd pulled from his memory. JJ had been complaining about getting things wrapped up so she could still get her flight to Pennsylvania. He had kind of hoped that the snow would come back and force them all to stay, but that didn't happen. He decided to grab a flight out to Vegas if there was one and see his mom.

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Reid was sitting at the gate, waiting for his flight to be called when someone tapped him on the shoulder.

"Hey Spence."

He jumped in surprise and the very large, very exhausted looking man, that had fallen asleep right next to him, glared at them out of half shut eyes.

"Some of us are trying to sleep." He yawned.

"Sorry…

She pulled Reid to his feet and dragged him down the Concourse. "JJ… my flight -"

"Isn't for two hours and mine is delayed for three, so lets get some coffee and something sweet."

He pulled away, and ran back to scoop up his up his messenger bag. The airport was very busy, despite the fact that midnight was upon them and it was Christmas Eve. They found a coffee shop halfway down Concourse B. It was about half full. They found two empty bar stools as far away from the entrance as they could, and sat down.

Reid studied everyone around him that he could see and ignored JJ who was trying to catch his eye. "Spence…"

"What?"

"Are you going to talk to me, or are you going to just sit over there like a bump on a log?"

"I don't know what you want me to say."

"Well… how about 'JJ how are you tonight?.' To which I would reply, 'I'm fine Spence. How are you?'"

"You don't have to be sarcastic."

"I'm not trying to piss you off Spence."

"I know." He was still looking anywhere but at her.

Their coffee arrived along with a cream cheese bagel for Reid and a strawberry one for JJ. They waited to the waitress left and then Reid finally looked at her.

"I know that what happened last night was my fault. I'm sorry that I didn't -"

She reached over and slapped a hand over his mouth. "Did I say I was angry about anything that happened last night." He shook his head and she lifted her hand away from his mouth.

"I love you JJ."

"I love you too."

"Really," He sounded so surprised. It hurt her heart to think that he would be surprised.

"Yeah, since the first day I saw you. I guess I didn't know it till now. I'm so sorry that things have been so bad for you this last year."

"It's okay," He said, but he looked at his coffee cup instead of her.

"No it's not, we should have noticed that you were suffering. I should have noticed, instead of focusing on my own problems."

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Spence…"

"It's almost Christmas! Can't it wait till we get back to DC."

"I wish you could come with me."

"I do too."

"But I don't think my Aunt would appreciate a surprise boyfriend. She's going to want to hear all about you before the family meets you."

He went cherry red in the face again. She leaned over to kiss him. "Come on… Let's go see if we can see some planes land and take off for awhile."

He followed her out to the Concourse and wondered what Hotch was going to say to all of this. "Merry Christmas JJ."

"Merry Christmas, Spencer."

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Epilogue - One year later.

The knock on the hotel door startled her. He must have forgotten his key… The man was a genius, and could remember obscure facts about anything under the sun, but he couldn't remember a simple key card to a hotel room.

She opened the door and he stood there with roses in tucked into on arm and a bottle of wine in the other. "Merry Christmas Mrs. Reid." He leaned in to kiss her. She pulled him by his tie into the suite.

"You want to give the neighbors an eyeful."

He grinned at her and put the contents of his arms on the coffee table in front of the sofa. The living area of the suite was done in gold and blue. The carpet was a deep royal blue with gold and blue accent rugs. The sofa was covered in gold fabric and the coffee table was glass and metal. It was tacky, but JJ didn't expect anything else for a honeymoon suite.

"Thank you." She said when he let her come up for air. "This was a great idea for a honeymoon and for the holiday."

"I'm just glad their honeymoon suite was open. Are you mad that we came back to the scene of the crime, as it were?"

"No, of course not. I love that you thought about coming back here. Since we couldn't actually go back to Woodland, this is the next best thing. And we're not in danger of a crazy serial killer this time."

"There is that," He agreed.

She pulled him over to the window to look out over Salt Lake City and all the lights. The Grand America Hotel showed a view of all the Christmas lights in the snow that was falling. The white flakes were large and it seemed that the storm would be over soon.

He put his arms around her and hugged her tight. "I'm very happy."

"Me too."

A sound alerted them that they were wanted in the large bedroom. JJ dashed in and went directly to the crib that had been added to the room. She picked up ten week old Jason Hotchner Reid and kissed his forehead. The baby was loudly proclaiming his need for a diaper change.

She handed him to his father. "Come on JJ…"

"You change him, and I feed him, that was the agreement."

"Sure, because I don't have the equipment to feed him. "

"Don't pout in front of the baby."

"Fine, I'll change him." He took the little boy that had curly brown hair, the same shade as his father's, and his mother's facial features. He had his father's hands and his eyes. He was beautiful.

"Oh don't pretend that you don't love taking care of him."

"I do, but we're still going to have discussion about schools."

"Give it a rest Spence. Yale is good enough for our boy."

Reid carried the boy to the bed, "Don't listen to your mother, I can get you into Cal Tech with one phone call."

THE END