Author's Note: I originally had this up here, but took it down during the great purge of 2012. I'm going to post the drabbles back up, but remove the song lyrics so you may have read these before. If you would like to see the actual lyrics used, you can find it on Facebook.

BonesBird created a song prompt drabble challenge over on Facebook (one of the many reasons you should come join us! Jekkah Fanfiction). I've decided to publish the ones I've done so far. The band, and song are listed in each prompt.

PROMPT #1 – JJ/Hotch

LostProphets - "Last Summer"

She sat close to the campfire, her favorite cousin on one side of her, watching as the children chased lightening bugs nearby. Her own two sons were in the middle of it all, her oldest keeping a close eye on the younger. It felt good to come home, something she didn't do often as sad memories usually overwhelmed her. This trip, though, had been all about introducing her new husband and son to her family and it had been a wonderful time. For the first time, she was sure she would be leaving with feelings of contentment and love instead of sadness and despair.

It had been her mother's idea to host the campfire on their last night in the small Pennsylvania town. She gathered all of the family together for hot dogs and hamburgers (and roasted vegetables for her cousin, Robin's, kids who didn't eat meat). It was followed by an impromptu guitar jam session by her brother, Michael, and his best friend, Geno. As dusk settled in, someone brought out sparklers for the kids and beer for the adults. Soon, it would be time for s'mores and mountain pies.

She was quiet as she listened to her family talk about the latest town gossip, taking it all in, letting the familiar voices crash over her and fill her with warmth.

She felt a hand on her shoulder and leaned her cheek into it as she recognized the shape. Her husband sat down next to her, his body heat mixing with hers. Their daughter, Elizabeth, named after her sister, was cradled in his arms. She put an arm around his shoulder, placing a kiss on the side of his neck, before leaning into him.

He kissed her forehead with a smile before kissing her lips with just the barest amount of passion behind it. Her gaze turned to Elizabeth, marveling once again how she managed to be the perfect blend of the two them with her father's dark hair, her mother's blue eyes, her oldest brother's focus, and her other brother's giggle. Her birth had turned to halves of a family into one.

Their sons ran to their parents on seeing the three of them sitting together. She pulled the oldest into her arms while the younger jump onto to his step-father's lap with a kiss to his cheek. They all grew quiet as they watched the fire burned, happy to just be together in this moment in time.

PROMPT #2 – JJ/Hotch

Liquid Luck - "Hearts Under Fire"

It wasn't the first time JJ had been taken down by an unsub and probably wouldn't be the last, but it was the first time those injuries landed her in the hospital overnight. She had been hit in the head with a baseball bat which caused her to fall down a hill, resulting in a concussion, a broken ankle, and a one night stay in the hospital for observation in which a nurse came in to wake her every two hours. The only good thing that happened was that her team had been able to catch him when she snagged him as she was falling.

Her team had been in earlier to visit, but the head nurse kicked them all out after a Prentiss-Morgan teasing team-up on Reid caused him to nearly flip over the wheelchair in the room. She would never admit it to them, but JJ was glad when Hotch ordered them all home. The town had been close enough that it would only be a few hours to drive home. He promised that someone would be there in the morning to bring her home.

She was surprised, then, when she was awoken in the middle of the night for another concussion check, not by a nurse, but by her stoic boss. She looked at him curiously as she croaked out his name. He gave her a sheepish smile as he smoothed the hair from her face.

"I couldn't sleep," he explained, his eyes focus on the bandage covering her head.

"I couldn't leave you alone."

JJ smiled as she drifted off to sleep, his words sending fire through her veins. She thought she felt lips on her forehead before slipping into dreamland. She dreamed of him all night as she had often before, of sweet kisses in the rain, of holding hands in the moonlight, of late night talks and early morning cuddles. When she was woken for the final time, the sun was shining. The nurse that woke her grinned as she pointed to JJ's side. JJ looked down to see Hotch sleeping with his head next to her hip. He had one hand gripped onto hers and the other across her abdomen. He tightened his grip when he felt her shift.

Hotch's eyes fluttered open as the nurse closed the door and JJ found herself staring into his intense dark eyes. He sat up suddenly, pulling his hands to himself when he realized their position on her body. JJ sat up with his help. She grabbed his shirt as he went to sit back down, pulling him to her. JJ placed a kiss on his soft lips.

He was blushing when she let him go.

"Thanks for staying last night," she told him.

Hotch shrugged before placing a kiss on her lips. "I wanted to be the one to take you home."

PROMPT #3 - JJ/Hotch

Skillet- "Those Nights"

She handed him a spare hotel room key automatically as she had done for the last few months. She smiled when their fingers touched briefly during the transfer leaving hers tingly. She followed the key as he placed it in his back pocket, unaware of the smirks from the other team members, who caught her roving eyes.

She was sitting up in bed, the television turned down low when she heard the door open to her room. She couldn't help the butterflies that fluttered in her stomach nor the blush that crept across the cheek. He laid on his side, propping his head on his elbow, occasionally running circles over her denim covered knee.

They talked for hours about their day, their hopes, their dreams. She told him secrets of her childhood; he told her his deepest feelings. It was nearly 3am when he finally returned to his room. She sighed, happily, as she burrowed into her bed. In all the chaos of their lives, it was these few hours stolen in the night that kept her going.