A/N: Another story about JJ and Henry, with a tiny side helping of Will.
Thanks to dino-dogs83 for Beta-ing and improving :)
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
"Mummy!" The loud youthfull yell echoed around the small house as Will turned to rouse his wife.
"JJ," He gently kissed her neck. "JJ, your son wants you," he said sleepily.
"My son?" JJ yawned. "Last time I checked he was our son."
"Maybe but he's shoutin' for you." Will smiled and rolled over glancing at the clock. It read 2:15 a.m., 'Great,' he thought, 'tomorrow's going to be a long day.'
JJ let out another yawn as she threw the covers off and crossed the room and pulled on her dressing gown. This was a manuver she was framilar with since it was the third time this week that she'd made the trek to her son's room in the wee hours of the morning. And, for the third time that week she loooked over her shoulder as she headed for the hallway to see Will pulling all the covers over to his side and wrapping himself in a cocoon off warmth. He slowly shuffled over to the warm spot JJ had just vacated and drifted back to sleep with her scent filling his nostrils.
Slowly shuffling down the hall, JJ walked slowly towards her son's bedroom. "Henry, this is the third time thi-" JJ started but was cut short by the small blonde haired child who seemingly flew across the room and flung his arms around her legs. And just like that her anger at being woken for nothing more than fictitious monsters was gone, and in its place a feeling of love and the need to protect and sooth his fears. Something only a mother could understand.
"Henry-" She started again as knelt down to his level.
"Mummy, I'm scared," The little blonde boy sobbed into his mothers dressing gown.
"Hey," she said in a comforting voice. "It's okay, Mummy's here now, its okay," she said all the while rubbing soothing on his back. "Do you want to talk about it?" she asked as their eyes met.
"There was a gun..." He started to try and explain. "The man... He..." Henry tried to continue his story but burst into tears causing the rest of the words to come out as mumbled sobs.
"Hey Buddy, it's okay," she reminded him wrapping her arms around his small frame. "Come on lets get you back in bed," JJ said picking the crying boy up carrying him to his bed and tucking him in before laying down beside him and stroking his hair.
"Mummy?" Henry questioned turning his head towards his mother.
"Yeah Buddy?" JJ kissed his forehead as she awaited his response.
"Can you tell me a story?" Henry's eyes were soft and pleading.
"Only if you promise to go to sleep," JJ warned playfully.
"I promise," Henry yawned, turning over and snuggling his teddy closer to him.
"Alright then..." JJ yawned and snuggled closer to her son before starting the story that she knew from memory. Not even managing to get past 'Once Upon A Time' before she noticed Henry had drifted back to sleep and it wasn't long before she too was sleeping with her hand tangled lovingly in Henry's floppy blonde hair.