AN: Right this was written for the Novel and Short Story Prompt forum run by Kavi and Sienna. It's quite a lovely forum and I suggest you check it out. Also, this is quite short and surprisingly not my usual pairing, as you could probably tell. This is my first, and probably last, JJ/Will fic and well it's not really a happy one. Just read and enoy. CT :)

Not Comin' Home To You, Not Any More

PROMPT: Lawrence Block - Not Comin' Home To You

'I'm not coming home to you,' he said through the phone.
I thought I'd heard him wrong, thought it was just the static on the line that disrupted his voice.
'What? What did you say?' I asked convinced I hadn't heard him right.
'I'm not coming home to you. This, what we have, it's not what I want, not anymore. It was wrong of me to use you and I'm sorry for that,' he explained.
It didn't matter though. I knew what he meant; I'd been using him to. It was an arrangement of convenience if nothing else.
'I'm sorry too. I guess we were using each other,' I told him, running my fingers through our sons soft downy hair.
'I know. I still want to be apart of Henry's life though. I don't want him to grow up thinking I'd abandoned him. Please don't stop me from seeing him,' he said and I smiled softly.
'Of course Will. You know I'd never stop you from seeing him. He is just as much your son as he is mine and I'd never, ever stop you from seeing him. You're a wonderful father Will,' I said my voice cracked with emotion.
It wasn't that we were breaking up, that had been coming for a long time, it was having to explain to my son why Mommy and Daddy aren't living together anymore. It was telling him that Daddy was going to live in a completely different state then us and it was telling him they weren't going to see each other everyday.
'Thanks Jennifer, that means a lot. I'll be back sometime in the next week or so okay? I'll get some of my stuff and hopefully say goodbye to Henry,' he said and I could hear the sadness in his voice as he spoke about our son. It made my heart break a little and I wanted to beg him to stay, for Henry's sake but I'd already asked so much of him in the time we'd been together.
'I am sorry Will, for everything. You're a great man and I'm sorry I couldn't love you properly,' I told him crying as I spoke.
'Me too Jayje, me too.'