A/N: Short, kinda pointless! But enjoy!
Sandy Jareau wiped her brow as she rushed off the airplane, not caring as she pushed aside the first class passengers and almost ran down the breezeway. She had to get there! Agent Hotchner had called her and explained that she couldn't wait, that JJ needed her immediately.
And when the FBI called, Sandy knew never to question it. Since the day her daughter had joined the FBI, Sandy had always had to push away the maternal instinct that her baby girl would be hurt. Every night she would pray for JJ's safety and everynight she would thank Him for granting JJ another safe shift.
And when the call came, Sandy resorted back to her promise she had made to herself long ago; she would be at her daughter's side regardless of where Sandy was.
"Agent Hotchner?" Sandy asked seeing the vaguely familiar face standing in the baggage claim.
"Ms. Jareau." He stuck out his hand to greet her but she shoved it away.
"Let's go, I want to see my daughter." She ordered, heading for the door.
"Your baggage."
"I didn't pack anything. As soon as you called, I headed for the airport." She wasn't in the mood to play games with this man. "Now, take me to JJ."
Hotch could only nod.
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Sandry rushed into the hospital, ignoring the staff that tried to stop her, she had to get to her daughter; God, she hoped she wasn't too late. She had promised JJ she would be at her side if the time came, and she had to be. Agent Hotchner had warned her that time as not on Sandy's side. She had left the man in the parking lot having already gotten the information she needed to locate her daughter.
And when she did, Sandy burst into tears. Never in her life did she expect to see what she did, and so with a hand over her mouth she walked into the hospital room.
"Jennifer?" She reached over and took her daughter's hand in her own.
"Hi, Mom." JJ whispered back, exhausted.
"Am I too late?"
JJ smiled, "They were born about an hour ago, they are all doing great."
"They're okay?" Sandy reached into her bag and pulled out the three little gifts she had purchased at the airport.
"They're fine. Identical in every way." JJ explained, glad to have her mother here. "Will is with them in the nursery if you want to see them."
Sandy shook her head. "I've got my baby right here."
"Mom." JJ rolled her eyes as she leaned her head on her mother's shoulders. "Mom, I'm a mom to triplet boys,"
"And you will do just fine." She kissed her daughter on the head, trying to squash any fears that may be presenting itself. "You are already a mom, now you're family just doubled in size. JJ, if anyone can handle four boys, it's my sharp shooting, FBI agent."
JJ couldn't help but smile. "I love you, mom."
"I love you more."
Sandry grinned as she covered her daughter with a blanket. "And I love you most." Her daughter, her hero had just done the most wonderful thing any human being could do. She had just become a mother. Again. And Sandy couldn't be happier. She had three more boys to spoil and love- and she had a daughter. Her life was complete. Her life was perfect.