JJ-
The thought of all of these murdered women seriously gave me the creeps. I have no idea what the heck is going on with me, it's not like I've not seen a dead body before. I mean yeah the young girls were hard to get over but I've seen it all before. Why was this affecting me so much? I just couldn't put my finger on it.
Hotch was just about to send the team home for the night when something caught his office was completely clean. It was never clean. JJ didn't do clean. What was going on with her, he'd began to notice her change in behavior over the past few weeks but never really made anything of it. What if something was seriously upsetting her?
He glanced over his shoulder just to make sure she wasn't around, the last thing he needed was an angry JJ, her recent temper had shown him just how easy it is for her to snap. He made sure to be as suttle as possible and walked into her office, closing the door behind him. He still couldn't get over the fact that she'd actually cleaned her office. Carefully he streamed through folders upon folders, hoping to stumble upon something that would give him an insight into what was on her mind. That's when he came across a small collection of photographs neatly pilled at the back of her cabinet. By the looks of things they featured the aging of one girl from what looked to be several months old to mid teens.
He was pretty sure JJ had no sisters or daughters or at least he thought he was sure anyway. Do I really know her at all?
Just as he was about to look in the next drawer he heard the door open. JJ came running in like a gust of wind. -
JJ-
I'd literally covered the whole of the bureau searching for Hotch. Where on earth could he possible of gone to? And that's when it clicked. My office, I was pretty sure he had needed to pick up a few case files to review. I think that was him? Who knows. Just as I opened my door I met Hotch's glance, he looked concerned as well as worried. What has he seen. What if he's seen her. Oh my god.
Um Hotch, can I help you?
Oh yeah I was just looking for you, the uh coffee machines broken again and I was wondering if you'd be able to help me out with fixing it? Or finding someone to fix it?
Uh sir I didn't realise you were such a big coffee intaker, no offence. And why were you in my office?
I'd now began to realise he had something behind his back and it was common sense that Aaron Hotchner wouldn't off been to fussed if the coffee machine was broken. I'd of expected Prentiss or Reid to be in here complaining, not him.
JJ you've clearly got something on your mind and I need to know what it is. I cannot have one of my agents not being mentally capable to work this case and I also found these.
Who is she JJ and why do you keep her existence hidden to the back of your filing cabinet?
My world was literally falling apart around me. Why had he been snooping around in my files? I can't have him not trusting me and I can't allow her to be known to the world.
I'm trying to protect her, not broadcast her to the world.
JJ? JJ... Look I know she isn't your sister so is she...is she your daughter? Like is that possible? This girl looks like a mid teen JJ, she looks at least 15 and you're just 33. So what's the big secret then huh? Single teen Mum? JJ there's nothing to be ashamed of.
That's it. That's all I can possibly take. I don't have to jusify myself to you Hotch.
None of this is even you're buiness. So keep you're nose out.
Quickly I grabbed the photos and ran to my car. I was not dealing with this today, i just wanted to go home. Go home to see my two beautiful children, not deal with Hotch.
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Morgan-
Alright Babygirl don't worry your chocoate thunder has everything under control. Don't you be getting that cute little hair style of yours in a twist.
Morgan you better not be taking my last muffin. I'm warning your little sweet self that if you do bad things will happen. That's a promise not a threat.
Haha yeah Garcia I'd like t-
No Hotch it is none of you're business. Leave me alone!
Eh Garcia imma have to call you back, JJs seems to be on a rampage...
JJ!
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I drove as fast as I could home. I was pretty certain that I would be pulled over for speeding but it never happened. Even if i was i was prepared to bring out my credentials.
I really didn't care about rules now. I jumped out my the car and brought out my keys. It had just turned 3:30 pm. Henry and Bethany would be home now however Will wouldn't. To be honest i didn't really mind him not being home, all him and Bethany do is argue and i really amn't in the mood for that.
As soon as i opened the door i knew something was wrong, the house was complete silence.
Usually Henry would come sprinting up to me, screaming Mummy. But no, apparently not today. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up. All sorts of alarm bells were going off.
Something was seriously wrong. I kept a grasp of my gun, holding it to my side as i approached the livingroom. The site infront of me made me paralyzed. Right in that moment all those years worth of training i had under me evaporated. Right infront of me was my little boy tied up and thrown onto the sofa. He looked unconcious. I ran towards him, not managing to keep control of my emotions. I checked for his pulse, it was faint but their was one. Then that's when it clicked. Bethany. Where the hell was Bethany. All sorts of crime scenes involving young girls was currently being visualised in my head. But no,
not my Bethany surely?
Bethany? Bethany! Sweety where are you? Bethany?!
I searched the entire house and she wasn't here. My daughter was gone. She was gone! -
Hotch? Hotch!
Hey, calm down JJ what's wrong?
Hotch she's gone, Bethany, my daughter. Hotch he's got her. You've got to help me.
Wait what you're daughter? Wha- I'll be right over, i'll get Penelope to contact the team. JJ we'll find her, your daughter...
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Alright so yeah I wasn't too sure about this but went for it anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed it:)