JJ woke up with a pounding headache and moaned as the shrill beeping of her phone's alarm seemed to make her head vibrate. She promptly turned the alarm off and rolled over again, facing her husband of 4 years, Will. JJ snuggled closer to him. Immediately, Will moved his arm so that he could pull her closer to him. "Jay, cher, we should get up."

"Unnnnggghhh."

Will chuckled. Over the past 4 years, a lot of things had changed. They're kid, Henry, was now 8. They all lived in a rather nice house that they had bought a few years ago. Will laughed again as he remembered why they had bought the house. At first Will and JJ had planned on staying at one of thiers' apartment, but they couldn't decide whose.

"We should live in my apartment, Will."

"Cher, I live closer to the school. Clearly we should stay at my apartment."

"Willll!" J. J. whined, knowing that Will had made a valid point. "I'm the one that has Henry in me!" gesturing towards her ever growing stomach. "I should get to choose."

"Why don't you want to move into my place?" Will asked with a smirk on his face, snaking his hands around her waist. He picked her up in one swift motion and dropped her on the couch in her home. "Fine. You know what? We should get a brand new house. We'll start looking for a place today!"

JJ sat up with a shocked expression on her face. "A house? Will! That'll be too expensive!"

"Cher, I'm a detective. You're an F.B.I. agent. I think we can pay for a little house of our own." And with that he had gone online to start browsing homes.

Will sat up and rubbed his hands threw his hair, trying his best to make his bed head a little less noticeable, but if anything, he made it worse. "Come on, baby." As he pulled JJ upwards playfully, he noticed that she was a little warmer than she usually was.

Sure, JJ was always a little bit warmer than others, she was basically a walking and talking oven, but today it was even warmer. Will noticed her wince a little as the light hit her. Normal, right? It's morning, her eyes are still adjusting. Will thought a little bit about whether or not JJ would tell him if she felt sick. Of course not, though. JJ was the sort of girl that would leave everything cooped up inside so that people would think she was tough. And there was no denying that she was tough, because clearly she was, but sometimes, she didn't let people in enough to help her. Will kissed her on the forehead, part just because he wanted to, and part because he wanted to make sure that he wasn't imagining the sudden increase in her temperature. He pulled back suddenly when his lips touched her skin though. She was way hotter than normal and he was worried. "Hey, JJ?" Will asked. She was already walking away towards the bathroom to shower. Rubbing her eyes sleeply, JJ turned around.

"Mmhmm?" She went back to looking for a suitable outfit.

"You're sick."

"No, I'm not!" She winced a little as her headache came back, full blast though. The world seemed to sway a little, and she almost fell forward, but Will had already rushed towards her and caught her.

"Sure you aren't," chuckled an amused Will. He lead her by the arm to the bed. "You're not going to work today."

"Yeah I am." She sat back up and swung her legs over the bed.

"No you aren't."

"Yes I am."

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Will sighed. She was going to go to work. It was settled. He never could win a fight with her. The familiar creak of the old shower nozzle turning was heard and he could smell JJ's shampoo and conditioner wafting out of the bathroom. He rolled his eyes and smiled. It was probably nothing. Maybe he really was imagining the heat. Just in case though, he sent out a text to the team. He had a group chat with them. The team knew that JJ suffered from occasional panic attacks from when she was captured and tortured about two years ago, so they had a group chat with Will. They often just joked around and suck, but whenever JJ had a say a panic attack, or had a particularly bad day that reminded JJ of her time being tortured, he would alert them first. It was quite helpful really.

I think that JJ might be sick. She won't stay home though. Try to make sure she doesn't do anything too stupid? I think she has a headache. I'll put Advil in her bag + medicine. Make sure she takes it.