Her Oldest and Biggest Fan

AN/ I don't own Criminal Minds. I know that some of you wanted me to finish some of my other stories before I would start another story. But for me to do that, I need you to go to my profile and vote on my poll. Which story did you want me to finish first. My deadline is going to be June 1st. And depending on the response I get on the poll, I will go forward from there. I would really love to hear which one you would like me to complete first. Anyhow, this is a new story. And I hope you all like it. Thanks for your time and you reading AND reviewing this story. ENJOY!

Prologue

JJ slowly opens her pale blue eyes. She takes a few minutes to remember where shes at. That happened more then she'd like. With all the cases they go on, she finds herself disoriented when waking up a lot.

JJ lets out a little moan as she stretches. When she sees her dresser and favorite picutre of her crazy family of different and special people. She smiles at the memory of when that picture was taken.

It was at their annual 4th of July picnic. It had been the first picnic with David Rossi as a new-old, whatever member. Hed been a co-creator of the BAU. He retired, but when Jason Gideon lost his special lady on a case, he came back. Jason Gideon is also a co-creator of the BAU.

The unsub, as they are refered to, killer Jason's lady friend, and left her dead body for him to find in his bed. It was the bed that they made love in. Jason had a bit of a breakdown and couldn't put the rest of the team in danger with his lack of focus. So he left leaving only a note for Spencer, who he saw as a son, of sorts. Spencer saw Jason as a father he always wanted and needed, but as a mentor too.

Once he left, it crushed Spencer and his trust in others falters. Saying that him leaving was hard on Spencer would be a bit of an understatement. Sure he trusted the team to watch his back on cases, but he mostly kept his personal life and feelings to himself. Guarding them with his life.

JJ attempts to wipe some crusties out of the corner of her eyes. To get a better look, she leans over to turn on her bedside lamp. When she does, she sees dark red liquid on her hands. She's in shock, but looks down. Her night gown is 90% covered in this red moist liquid. JJ gasps and looks back to the bed.

"Oh God! TOM!" jj presses her fingers to his wrist which looked less injured then his neck. She felt nothing. JJ started shaking and tried to get out to the cordless phone in the living room. Her legs threatening to buckle beneath her. She leaned on the wall a little as she made the short journey that seemed to take forever.

When she finally made it there, her hands were trembling so bad that she was afraid she wouldn't be able to hold on to it without dropping it. She pushed 911 and places it to her delicate ear.

"911, what's your emergency?" A woman spoke on the other end of the phone line.

JJ tries to speak a few times with no voice coming forth. She clears her throat and finally squeaks out, " I think he's dead."

"Who's dead ma'am? Can you tell me what happened?" The 911 operator asks.

"Tom…Thomas. My boyfriend Tom. I woke up in bed next to him. There's blood all over. I felt for a pulse. I didn't feel one. Oh God! Please send some help." JJ exclaims.

"Do you know what happened? I have a unit in route. Can you tell what happened to him to cause all the blood to be everywhere?" the 911 operator was talking to JJ like she was a mere child.

"It looks like his throat has been slashed." JJ said, sounding distant.

"Is there an open wound that you can see? Or are you taking a guess?" The 911 operator trying to keep her talking and getting as much info as possible.

"It looks to be a wound on his neck. More blood is darker and more around his neck. Oh God! I need to call Hotch!" JJ says, so numb.

"Who's Hotch, ma'am?"

"He's my boss. Special Agent Aaron Hotchner with the FBI's BAU. He's also Tom's friend. Oh God! I'm gonna be sick!" JJ yells and vomits on her living room floor and in the waste basket that she found. The 911 operator could hear her retch.

"Miss!" The operatot yells an octive higher. It was sighlent for a few moments. The operator hears what she believes is JJ picking up the phone, but fumbling with it. Losing it a few times.

"Sorry. I see this all the time at work. But it's the first friend I've seen like this." JJ taking in as deep a breath as her tight chest will allow her.

"Miss, the cops and ambulance are on the way. Why don't you tell me what happened." The operator coaxes.

"We went to a bar last night. We came home and went to bed. I fell right to sleep. I woke up just a few moments ago. I noticed that I was wet. Then I noticed it was dark in color. That's when I looked over at Tom." JJ couldn't say anymore.

Mere seconds later, JJ could hear sirens. She quickly went to her front door of her house and opened it. Then she waited to meet the police and/or paramedics. Whomever got there first.

JJ didn't want to be alone in her house with the dead body of her boyfriend and lover. JJ was just so terrified that the ground would open up and swallow her whole. And no one would miss her.

JJ was also terrified that she now knew that someone else was in her house last night. Killed her boyfriend while she was slept right next to him. But why didn't this person kill her too? Oh God, what if hed done something to her and she did know.

This made JJ vomit over the side of her porch.. So much has been running through her head. When she stopped vomiting, the paramedics run up to her on the porch.

But JJ was seeing then running to her in slow motion. Then what she was seeing was getting kind of wavey. She got dizzy. And just as the first paramedic got to her, she passed out. The paramedic catches her and lays her down.

When JJ slowly opens her eyes, she thinks that what had happened was all a dream. That she might have been on a case and was injured.

"Miss, are you ok?" The middle aged paramedic man asks.

"Where am I?" Was all JJ says, then she sees Hotch rushing up the lawn toward them. Once there, Hotch saw all the blood.

"MY GOD! JJ are, you ok? Where's Tom, JJ?" Hotch asks in a panic.

"Hotch, I…there." JJ was confused and disoriented.

"JJ, are you hurt? Any cuts?" Hotch asks, looking more at the paramedics. Looking for answers to what a visibly shaken JJ, might not know.

"I…I just…I woke up and…he-he was dead! I was laying in his BLOOD!" JJ was starting o breath faster.

"Ok, JJ. Calm down. Slow your breathing down." Hotch tries to calm her down.

"But someone KILLED him Hotch. Right next to ME! I didn't… JJ's eyes close and Hotch holds her against his body. He knew this was bad.