A/N: Here's a mostly fluffy piece for y'all to enjoy. It actually covers the time the team leaves New Orleans up to the time we see the capture of Will's killer. And then, of course, I tease #70 so you know this isn't the last one in the series.

So, pull up a comfy chair and enjoy the ride. It will have a few twists and turns so keep your feet and hands inside the car at all times. ;o)

-AR

Thanks to the meds she had been given at the hospital, Emily is already dozing by the time her father's plane lifts off from New Orleans. In the seat beside her, JJ studies the face of her wife and shakes her head.

"What am I going to do with you, Emily Prentiss?" she thinks to herself. "How much more would you have endured? How many times did you taunt them and incur more punishment because of it? But you wouldn't break, would you? You would have taken anything those bastards doled out to give us time to find you and to make sure they paid for anything they might have known about Will's killer." She carefully strokes her wife's cheek. "I love you so much, Emily," she whispers.

"Luboo," Emily mumbles.

JJ giggles. As soon as the seatbelt light goes out, JJ stands and makes her way to the bathroom. The twins are squishing her bladder already. Henry, sitting beside his grandfather, sees the light go off and unbuckles his belt and jumps off his seat.

"Where are you going, Henry?" Gerald asks.

"Gotta check on Mama."

Gerald smiles. "Be careful, Picolo."

"I will be, Pa."

Henry walks over and stares at his Mama a moment. He places a hand on her knee. Then his other hand. Then he starts to pull himself up into her lap. Gerald goes to stop him but then stops when he sees Emily's arms automatically open to receive her son. Emily forces her eyes open.

"Hey, Champ," she croaks out.

"You 'kay, Mama?"

Emily smiles. "I will be. How are you doing?"

"Alright. Mama, you remember where space ships place is?"

"The Air and Space Museum?" Henry nods. "Sure. Why?"

"Can we go so we can get Mama Helen a magic pen? Daddy wanted to but we never gots to go."

Emily stares into blue eyes wise beyond their years. She hates that her little boy has had to learn so much so soon about life and death. She brings her good hand up and strokes it through his hair. He worries she is about to say no.

"If'n you gotta work we can go and get the pen and then you can work so Unca Hotch don't get mad."

Emily smiles. "You are a good boy, Henry. I tell you what: how about this weekend you and me and Mommy and Rocky go. You can show them all the neat things there and we can see a movie, too. Then we can go get a pen for Mama Helen. Sound good?"

Henry smiles, and for the first time in several days it starts to reach his eyes. "Sounds good, Mama."

Emily hugs him close. "Good. Then it's a date."

"Maybe Unca Tom and Deek wanna go, too."

"They just might. Tell you what: we'll call them both tonight and see, okay?"

Henry nods. "Okay. Mama, can I ask Pa to put in 'Cars' now?"

Emily smiles. "Sounds like a good idea to me."

He leans up and kisses her cheek. "I love you, Mama."

She kisses his forehead. "I love you, too, Champ. Always."

Henry hops down and goes to see if his grandpa can put in the best movie ever made (in Henry's humble opinion). JJ had stood back, allowing the touching scene between Emily and Henry play out. As Henry settles beside his grandfather to watch his movie, JJ retakes her seat. She lifts her wife's hand and gives it a kiss.

"You are so good with him. I am so thankful I found someone who could accept someone else's biological child so quickly and completely."

Emily squeezes JJ's hand. "He loved me from the start. He never judged me, never had a preconceived notion about me. He just loved me. How could I not return the favor?"

JJ smiles and cuddles up to her wife. "Good points. But I am still thankful for you. You are such a good mother to our children. I love you."

Emily kisses her wife's temple. "I love you, too." She sighs. "And if he needs help we can't give him we'll find it, Jen," addressing an unspoken worry of her wife. "Dr. Westfallen should know someone who can help him if we can't."

JJ takes a choked breath. "I hate that he's learned about death so soon. I hate it," she whispers.

"Me, too. But we'll help him through it all."

"Yeah, we will."

JJ wipes away a tear as she stares at her son watching his movie. Sure he smiles and laughs at it but not with the same exuberance he would have just one week ago.

"I love you, Henry," she whispers to him.

Emily lifts her arm and pulls JJ in close. Sometimes all you can do is hug the woman you love and hope it is enough to help ease the weight in her heart.

The family is nearly home when Henry sits up suddenly. "Mommy! We gotta stop there!"

JJ glances in the rear view mirror and sees he is pointing at Walmart. "We do? Why?"

"Gotta get a candle so I talk to Daddy."

The adults in the car all feel their heart skip a beat. JJ swallows a second.

"Henry, I promise we will come get a special candle. But let's get Alaska and all our luggage home first and then we will come and look for the perfect candle, okay?"

Henry sighs and sits back in his seat. "Okay," he says quietly.

Emily reaches over and pats her wife on the leg. JJ brings a hand down and gently rubs the wrist of tortured appendage. True to her word, once the van is parked and Emily back in bed to finish sleeping off her meds, JJ and Henry make their way back to Walmart, leaving Rocky home with Francesca and Gerald.

"What kind of candle do you want?" JJ asks her son. Henry just shrugs. "Okay. Well, we'll look at them all and find the perfect one for Daddy."

A few minutes later Henry is staring at the aisle filled with various candles: single ones, multi-coloured, scented, plain, sets. JJ runs a hand over his hair, watching him as he slowly starts to walk down the aisle. His hand reaches out to a few candles but then he changes his mind. Finally he stops at the religious candles depicting the various saints. He looks them over carefully and points to one.

"That one, Mommy. Daddy telled me this angel protected him."

"Saint Michael," JJ reads. She lifts up the candle depicting the patron saint of policemen. "I think it's perfect, Henry."

"We go home and say hi to Daddy now?"

JJ smiles and nods. "We'll buy the candle and go home to tell Daddy hi and that we love him."

Henry takes her hand as they walk up to pay for the very special purchase. Twenty minutes later JJ sits on her son's bed with him as he tells his Daddy he misses him and loves him, then tells him about the plane flight home. She hugs him close when Henry adds one more thing.

"And this weekend we gonna go to spaceship's place and get the magic pen for Mama Helen like you wanted to, Daddy. I help you get her gifts, Daddy. Promise."

JJ kisses the top of his head. "You are such a good boy, Henry."

He leans back against her. "I feel…warm. Like when Daddy hugged me."

A tear slips down JJ's cheek. "Maybe he is giving you a hug in your heart to thank you for the candle and for the pen for Helen. He loves you so, so much. He always will."

"And I love him." He pauses and takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly. "I miss Daddy."

"I do, too, Henry. I do, too."

The two sit in silence watching the candle flicker until Henry finally slips off to sleep. JJ settles them both down in the little bed, holding him as he sleeps peacefully for the first time since they had found out about Will's death.