So I was listening to the song Sick Of Dreaming by Alexander Cardinale, and I was inspired to write a one shot Will/JJ story. Just keep in mind, the song is sad so the story will be too. I love these characters, so I hope you read, review, and enjoy. Thanks in advance! Just so you know, it was GOING to be a one shot. Now it'll be two parts!

Sick of Dreaming

Will opened his eyes at the sunlight that filtered in through the living room window. He stretched to get the kinks out of his neck and back. He hated sleeping on the couch. Even worse than that, he hated fighting with his girlfriend. It was early on Thursday morning, and he could hear JJ upstairs moving. She had to be at work soon. He was grateful that Henry was away visiting his grandmother in Western Pennsylvania for the week. Their son didn't need see or hear his parents arguing.

JJ had left with the BAU on Monday for a case in Oklahoma, and had come back early last night. It wasn't his intention to start a fight, but he had been frustrated with the late hours she had been working lately. He wanted to talk to her about it, but in trying to convey his feelings had only ended in a shouting match. They didn't exactly go to bed angry. More hurt than anything else. Neither of them had the typical job, and Will realized that picking a fight wasn't the best thing. Will shuffled up the stairs to their bedroom.

He stopped at the doorway into their room. She was finishing getting ready for work, and didn't look his way even though he was pretty sure she saw him standing there. Will sighed and walked slowly over to where she stood at her bureau mirror.

"Hey…" he said softly from behind her.

JJ took a deep breath but didn't turn around. She didn't feel like arguing before she had to go into work. "Hey…" she replied back.

Will touched her shoulder, and she shrugged it away. "Will I have to be at work soon…" she started.

"Jennifer please." He said. "Look at me, okay?"

JJ put down her hairbrush, and turned to face him. She raised her eyebrows, but she didn't say anything.

"Honey, I'm sorry about last night." He looked at her with earnest and regretful eyes. "I was upset, and I didn't mean to take it out on you."

"Will, we've talked about this before." She said. Her tone was exhausted, but it still held a slight edge.

"I know, and you're right JJ."

"My work means a lot to me, but not more than you and Henry!" She crossed her arms across her chest. "The fact that you would even suggest that I care more about work than my family really hurt."

She began to move about the room, gathering her things for work. Will followed her out of the bedroom and down the stairs to the kitchen. She poured a cup of coffee and took a long sip.

"JJ, will you slow down so we can talk about this?" Will pleaded. She stopped walking long enough to look at him.

"Will we can talk about this, but not right now." When she saw the look of disappointment on his face, she added, "I promise."

"I don't want you to be upset all day JJ."

"Will I won't be, okay." JJ softened her tone. She could see how badly he felt. "I promise we'll talk more tonight."

She picked up bag and coffee. "I have to go, okay?"

"Alright." He said. As she started off towards the door, Will ran to catch her. "JJ!"

"Yeah?" she asked looking confused.

"Are we okay?"

"We'll be okay, Will." She said.

Before she could say anything else he very gently leaned in and kissed her on the lips. JJ swallowed hard before stepping over the threshold and out the door.

"I'll see you later."

Will closed the door gently behind her. "I love you…" he said to no one.

Will trudged back through the house and up the stairs. He needed to go down to the precinct to work on some case files for a bit. He would be sure to be home when JJ got back from work. He wasn't going to sleep on the couch tonight!

JJ thought about her and Will's fight last night. She hated sleeping in bed without him! She did enough of that when she traveled. She needed him next to her when she was at home. This wasn't the first disagreement the two of them had had about work, and it probably wouldn't be the last. But they always stuck by each other, and she knew they would in this case too. She made a conscious decision to make sure she would really listen to him tonight.

When the light turned green she accelerated through the intersection. Traffic was annoying as usual, and she went with the flow of the constant starting and stopping. She braked as she approached another red light. D.C. was full of them. Red lights, that is. And people that weren't great at driving.

Just as she lifted her coffee cup to take another sip, that's when she heard it. The squeal of tires, horns beeping, and crunching metal. She couldn't tell where it was coming from right away. Then it was upon her. Her car lurched forward, and coffee spilled everywhere. She had been hit from behind in a chain reaction crash!

"What the..?" that was all she could get out as her car was pushed through the intersection and out into oncoming traffic. She barely registered the SUV approaching her side of the car before it slammed into her. Like before, there was the sound of squealing tires, horns blaring, and crunching metal. Only this time it was for her! The big SUV connected with her car, and pushed along the road until coming to a stop.

The pain was coming from everywhere, and she coughed due to the airbag in her car going off in her face. She tasted blood in her mouth, and her ears were ringing. She became aware of people shouting from all around her.

"Someone please…" she couldn't move, and her voice was barely a whisper. She had to get out of the car. JJ knew she was going into to shock when the pain became less, and she felt her body growing cold. She heard the distant sound of sirens. They're going to be too late, she thought….

"Will…" she whispered.

"She's in shock!" A paramedic shouted. "Let's move!"

They worked quickly and carefully to get her out of the car, and onto a gurney. JJ felt herself slipping away, and she was too weak to do anything about it. So she let the darkness envelop her, a mental picture of Will and Henry in her head.

"We're losing her!" a medic shouted as they loaded her into the ambulance.

Twenty minutes later…

Will's cell phone rang. He took it out of his pocket to see that it was Garcia. "Hey Garcia, what's up?"

"Will is JJ with you? I called her phone, but didn't get any answer."

"Really?" Will was confused. "She should have been there by now."

"I know my southern knight, that's why I tried calling."

"I'll try calling to see if she answers, and I'll call you back." He hung up without waiting for a response.

Before he could even call JJ one of the department's officers walked up to him. Then his phone started ringing. It was a blocked number this time.

"What the hell?" he muttered to himself.

"Detective!" the young officer was urgent. "The captain wants to see you right away!"

"Okay." Will waved the officer away and answered his still ringing phone as he walked to his superior's office. "Detective LaMontagne here.'

"Sir this is Sheila Bently. I'm an ER nurse at University Hospital." Will's face went white as his captain waved him into his office. He held up his hand to acknowledge he had seen him, but stayed on the line with this nurse.

"Sir, are you there?" the woman asked. "Sir I have you listed as Jennifer Jareau's emergency contact, and spousal partner."

"What's this about?" He locked eyes with his boss, and had a feeling he already knew what this was about. He walked into his office with his phone still up to his ear.

"Sir Jennifer has been involved in a serious accident this morning. You should get over here right away…."

Will let the phone slip out of his hand, and he swore his vision started to blur. Shaking his head, he looked back at his captain. "No…" he murmured to himself.

"Detective…" His boss looked at him with concern. "A report of the accident came over the radio. I'm so sorry…"

"I have to go." Will said simply. He scooped up his phone, and made a beeline for the precinct's exit. He was in his car and racing towards the hospital in mere seconds. He turned the sirens on, and sped up his car. His phone rang again. This time it was agent Hotchner.

"Hotch..." Will answered as he steered his car towards the hospital. His mind was racing, and his heart was beating so fast he thought it might burst out of his chest.

"Will, I just received a phone call about JJ being in an accident!"

"I'm headed to the hospital right now."

"Will should we…?" Aaron hedged.

"Aaron, I don't know what…" Will couldn't finish the sentence.

"We're on our way." Aaron stated firmly before hanging up.

Will squealed to a stop at the hospital entrance, and hopped out of the car. He ran inside and up to the nurses' station. He was frantic at this point. He stopped the first employee he came to.

"I'm here for Jennifer Jareau." He said urgently. "She was brought in this morning. She was in an accident."

"Yes sir." She said kindly. She punched a few keys in at her computer. "Here we are! Jennifer Jareau. She came in about a half an hour ago. "

"Where is she? Can you tell me what happened?"

"Just that she was involved in a motor vehicle accident and that she was taken to emergency surgery." She looked up at Will. "Fifth floor." She added.

"Thank you!" Will said before taking off towards the elevator. Once he reached that floor he again stopped at the nurses' station. "Jennifer Jareau?"

A police officer standing nearby heard Will and walked over to him. He was with a doctor. Will recognized him from the police station.

"Detective LaMontagne!" he said. "I was at the scene sir."

The doctor standing next to him spoke up as well. "Sir, I was on duty when your girlfriend. She's in surgery right now."

"What happened? How is she?"

"She was involved in a chain reaction MVA. Her car was pushed out into the intersection then struck by a large SUV." The officer looked Will in the eye as he spoke. "We were at the scene within minutes sir."

Will turned his attention to the doctor. "And she's in surgery right now?"

The doctor nodded his head. "She is. I have to tell you that her condition is very serious."

Will sank down onto the nearest chair. He heard the elevator open, and JJ's team members spilled out of it. None of them spoke as they approached Will. He was vaguely aware that the doctor was still talking. Something about waiting to hear whatever news came next, and how JJ was in good hands. It was all such a blur to him. Garcia reached him first.

Without saying anything she sat down next to him, and enveloped him in a tight hug. She released him, and wiped the tears from her eyes. JJ was her best friend, and she scared. So was Will. More than words could say!

"Will have you heard anything yet?" Morgan asked.

"She's in surgery." Will blinked back tears that were threatening to spill over his eyelids. "It's bad." He added quietly.

"We know it is kiddo." Rossi said to the young detective. "We're here for you."

"Whatever you need." Hotch added, as everyone nodded in agreement. He said a silent prayer for his young profiler.

They all sat and waited for what seemed like hours. Every time a doctor or nurse passed by, they would ask about JJ. In the meantime, they had all looked over the accident report. Will was right. It was bad. It had been about an hour since they had all arrived when a doctor in scrubs finally seemed to be headed in their direction. Will stood up slowly, holding his breath. The team stood up as well, but tried to give Will his space too. The doctor pulled the cap off of his head as he approached them. His eyes looked tired and sad. Will shook his head.

"No…" he said to no one in particular.

"You're William LaMontagne?" the doctor asked. "For Jennifer Jareau?"

"I am."

The doctor took a deep breath. "Sir I operated on your girlfriend." He looked Will right in the eyes before continuing. "I'm sorry to tell you that she didn't make it."

Will didn't say anything. All he could do was stare back at the doctor. That can't be right, he thought. Behind him he could hear the team. Garcia couldn't hold back the sob that escaped her lips. The doctor looked at him.

"No." Will said again. This time to the doctor. "That can't be right. She can't be…"

"Sir her injuries were just too severe. We did all that we could."

Will felt as though the air had been sucked from the room. He felt a hand on his shoulder, as he became unsteady on his feet. The doctor was telling him that JJ was dead, and that couldn't be right! He had just seen and talked to her. This was a horrible nightmare. But when Will turned to look at JJ's friends and team members, he knew it was true.

"Will…" Spencer started. There were tears streaming down his face. Garcia cried into Morgan's chest, and Rossi and Hotch both looked pained.

"I need to see her." Will said suddenly. "I need to see her right now."

"Of course." The doctor said, nodding his head. "I'll take you right now."

"Will you don't have to do this alone." Hotch said.

"I just need to see her." Will said before turning to walk down the hallway with the doctor.

Will had seen a lot of dead bodies in his line of work. He never imagined walking into a room like this and seeing someone that he loved. He stopped short of the double doors and closed his eyes. The doctor looked at him with concern.

"Take as much time as you need." He said gently.

Will swallowed hard and opened the door. It was so quiet in the room. Machines were turned off, and instruments were put away. As Will neared the table that JJ lay on, he could see how pale she looked in this light. His heart broke as looked down at the girl he loved. Her face looked so peaceful, that Will found it hard to imagine that at the time of the accident it most likely registered a great deal of pain. This couldn't be happening, and yet it was.

"Jennifer…" he whispered. He reached out to stroke her hair, which had strands of it now stained with blood. He bent down to kiss her on the forehead, and her skin was still warm. "Darling I'm so sorry."

Will's body started to shake with sobs as he could no longer hold them inside. He buried his face in her neck as he cried. She couldn't be gone! What was he going to do? How was he going to tell Henry or JJ's mom?

"You can't leave me JJ!" he cried. "You can't leave me and Henry!" He was beside himself with grief. This wasn't supposed to be how their story ended. He felt as though someone was ripping his heart from his chest.

In the lounge the team was still reeling from the news. Garcia alternated in between crying and hyperventilating. Spencer let his tears fall freely as well. He stood trying to figure out how this could've happened. Even Derek, who was holding onto Garcia for dear life shed tears.

Hotch looked at his broken team. Emily, who had been on her annual leave, was on her way. He couldn't tell her over the phone. He and Rossi spoke to the doctor, who said Will was still in with JJ. Of course he didn't want to leave her. Not even for a second. This was going to cripple them all for a long time to come. Just as Hotch was about to make another phone call, to Strauss this time, Emily stepped off of the elevator. She rushed over to them, her eyes full of concern and fear.

"Hotch…?" Her voice trailed off as she registered the state that her team was in. "Aaron she's not…"

Hotch could only shake his head, as tears once again filled his eyes.

"No…" She whispered. Without another word she wrapped her arms around her unit chief in a hug. She began to cry in earnest at the news of her good friend and team member.

She moved to hug the rest of the team, and looked around the room. "Where are Will and Henry?"

"Henry is with his grandmother in Pennsylvania, and Will is with JJ right now." Rossi told her. "He can't bring himself to leave her."

"I can't believe this!" She cried, tears streaming down her face.

"We need to get Will so they can clear the room." Hotch told them.

"I'll go." Emily volunteered. Even though Penelope was JJ's best friend she had a feeling that seeing her like that would be the worst thing for her right now.

"I'll go with you Prentiss." Derek said.

Will held JJ's hand and stroked her hair. He was by no means ready to leave her.

"I love you so much." He whispered to her. "You were supposed to come home to me so we could go back to being us."

"I don't know how to do this without you Jennifer." He said crying. "I don't know how this works without you here with me."

Just then the door opened slowly, and Morgan and Prentiss walked in. Emily's breath caught in her throat at seeing her friend lying dead on the table. Her heart broke for Will who was crying over her body. This wasn't going to be easy. Not for any of them.

Okay people. This was going to be a one shot, but I'm going for a two part story now. I hope you hang with me. More to come soon!