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Chapter 2

We finally got back to the hotel at half past midnight after first getting there at 9am and I was absolutely shattered. We all said goodnight to each other and headed off to our separate hotel rooms. I was dead on my feet and all I wanted to do was slip on my pyjama shorts and a baggy shirt and sleep for a thousand years. I knew this was never going to happen though because we had agreed to meet downstairs for breakfast at 6.45am the next morning.

"Ugh" I groaned, as I slipped the key card into the doors and stumbled into the room.

"What's up?" Emily laughed as I chucked my bag onto the bed.

"Oh nothing, just thinking about how we have to be downstairs in about 6 hours and all I want to do right now is sleep forever!"

"Well I don't know about forever but if you're ready within the next 2 minutes, you'll get a good 4 hours and 15 mintes." She winked at me, so I tossed a cushion from the bed at her.

"Prentiss, do not remind me of the little sleep time we have left!" I threatened at I stripped off my work trousers and jacket, standing in front of Emily in just a slightly crumpled shirt and my pants. I sighed and sat down on the bed, rifling throught my bag to find my night clothes. Shit, I thought, I'd forgotten my night shorts. At least I had a baggy shirt to sleep in. I stood back up, turned around and stripped down to nothing but my underpants before slipping into my comfiest sleep shirt.

"So," asked Em, "You gunna tell me what was bothering you earlier on the jet, or are you gunna lie and pretend like you're fine, the way you always do?"

Shit, I really thought I had put on a better front than this, I'd been perfecting it my whole life.

"Have I ever mentioned I hate being best friends with a freaking profiler?" I grumbled.

"Yes several times but that doesn't answer my question Agent Jareau."

I was sorting through my bag again by now, trying to find my wash bag and also avoiding eye contact with Emily. Finally I found it and I walked to the bathroom.

"Ugh I'll talk to you in a minute, let me just get ready for bed ok? Then we can talk before we sleep?"

I was still starting at the ground, hoping she would take that because I really need to go and pull myself together before speaking to her.

"Ok Jayje, take your time, we can talk later."

I glanced at her quickly and could see she was looking at me rather worriedly.

"Thanks Em, please don't worry about me, I promise I'm ok." With that I turned around and walked into the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind me. I looked at myself in the mirror, thankful to finally be alone, even briefly. I let the tears fall now as I reached into my wash bag and took out the small leather case inside which contained my deepest, darkest secrets, the one thing that nobody in the world knew about me. Nobody alive anyway. I undone the clasp and pulled out one of the small sharp blades inside. Pulling off my shirt I ran my hand over the already raised and bumpy skin. I brought my hand holding the blade to my stomach and ran it along my right hip again and again. After a minute or two of being completely entranced but the stinging motion I put the blade back in the case, put that back into my wash back and inspected the damage. Fuck. Worse than I thought. I shouldn't have got so hypnotized by this. There were about 20 inch long cuts covering my hip, most shallow but one or two had gone deeper than I intended. Luckily I prepared for this, I cleaned the cuts, closed them with butterfly stiches and then covered my hip with gauze and tape. Then I washed my hands of any blood, put my shirt back on, brushed my teeth and walked back into the room where I found Emily perched end of the bed, playing some game on her phone.

"All yours" I smile at her happily.

"That must have been some trip to the bathroom!"

What do you mean?" I asked more than a little confused.

"Well you walked in there looking like you were going to have some sort of breakdown and now you look the happiest I've seen you in days."

"Ahh I'm just thinking of how much I want sleep and how comfy this bed looks, go and use the bathroom so we can sleep!" I urged her, hitting her with a pillow.

"Ok ok, I'm going!"

I put my stuff away and got out my outfit for the next day, hoping it would uncrease a bit in the next few hours because I could not go on the news in clothes looking like that. Then I scrambled into bed, careful not to pull at the dressing on my hip and covered myself with the quilt, turning the main light on and just leaving the bedside lamps on for when Emily was done in the bathroom.

She came out some 5 minutes later and I was somewhere between wake and sleep. I felt her clamber into bed and shuffle around getting comfy.

"JJ you still awake?" she whispered.

"Ugfhh?" I groaned at her.

"I'll take that as a 'barely?" she laughed.

I reached up to turn my lamp off, gasping and taking a sharp intake of breath. I'd forgotten about my hip due to the fact that I was half asleep, and shit there was no way Emily hadn't heard that.

"Jayje!?" she half whispered, half gasped, "what's wrong? Are you ok?" she questioned, sounding highly concerned.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine, I just pulled my own hair by leaning on it extremely hard with my own elbow because I'm an idiot" I laughed in a hopefully convinging manner.

"Jesus JJ you scared me to death, I thought something was seriously wrong!" she sighed.

"Sorry Em, I didn't mean to worry you. Get some sleep, we have to be up in a matter of hours."

"Ugh don't remind me! Night Jayje."

"Night."

Ok so let me know what you thought of this chapter! I know it seems a bit slow at the minute but I'm just trying to ease into it, it will get more exciting I promise! Just stick with me guys Again any feedback, positive or negative, would be greatly appreciated!