AN: I'd really like to thank my first reviewers, it's really encouraging to read your comments! And as some of you have pointed out, correctly, yes, it is JJ :)
And as this is based mainly on JJ's character, I decided to put some more Will action on it. Enjoy.

Will was in the kitchen, Henry was still sleeping, so he decided to start making lunch. It would be a little gift for when JJ got back from the store. But the time passed and she was starting to take long, much longer than usual. At first he didn't really care, thinking she would probably stopped by some other stores or something, but after two hours of waiting he was getting worried. He tried to call her a dozen times but she wouldn't pick up, and that wasn't normal.

So he opened the house door and knocked on the apartment in front of theirs. An old lady and her husband lived there, and it wasn't the fist time Will and JJ asked the couple to take care of their boy for a while.

He talked to the lady but didn't tell her the real reason he needed to go out.

- Hi Mrs. Robson! JJ needs some help with the groceries so I need you to watch out for Henry a few minutes, is that ok?

- Oh, of course my dear. – The lady answered.

The woman simply stepped out of her apartment, said "I'll be right back honey" to her husband that was sitting in the coach, and followed Will to his own apartment. Will took his keys and gave the spare ones to Mrs. Robson:

- Henry is in our room sleeping, hopefully he will stay that way 'till I get back. Make yourself comfortable Mrs. Robson. – after saying this he closed the door behind him, and went down the stairs in a hurry, at the speed of his accelerated heartbeats.

The first place he was headed was the grocery store he knew she usually went.

- Hi, good morning, have you seen my wife around, her name's Jennifer, she's blonde, with blue…

His description was interrupted by the owner of the store, an elder man who definitely knew who he was talking about; after all she was a regular costumer.

- Yes, Mrs. Jareau came here to buy some stuff an hour ago or so… She said she was going home. I guess she should probably be there already, don't you think?

"What kind of stupid question is that?" – Will though, but he didn't even bothered answering him. If she had been there an hour ago, there was no way possible she wouldn't have had time to get home. "Where are you JJ?"

He went out of the store and started looking around, his heart racing and the tears threatening to flood his eyes at any second. That was when he noticed what seemed to be an homeless man sitting in a corner on the other side of the street, between a trash can and a wall, with two white plastic bags and a navy blue purse beside him… A purse that looked exactly like the one Prentiss and Garcia had offered JJ last Christmas; exactly like the one she had left with earlier that day.

In that moment he snapped, running with his fists ready to hit something solid, he approached the man, lifting him up by the collar of his green and orange old and smelly jacket.

- Where did you get that purse, you sun of a bitch? Tell me where you got it! Where's my wife? – his voice came out sounding even angrier and more desperate than he was expecting.

- I… I… I don't know… I mean… Your wife? I don't… I don't know! I just took the purse, it was on the street, over there, I can give the money I took back! I didn't mean to steal, it was left behind, lost! So I…

- You found it here, abandoned? – Will asked, without letting go of the man's jacket.

- Ah… yeah… I just took it. Please don't call the cops, I'll give it back, and I'll tell whatever you want! – the poor man said with the fear rising on his look.

- Well, bad news, I am a cop!

AN: I know, no team involved on this yet. But stay alert, cause they're on their way to the next chapter!