AN: Argh. I just want to write a bunch of really sappy and angsty shiz. I don't know why. I just do.
At the sound of the all-too-familiar voice echoing through her conference room, JJ turned to face her now ex-husband, although she knew it was him just from the thick southern drawl that seems to slip under her skin, making her shudder. As usual, his pale blue eyes were darkened with anger, not an unusual sight for JJ.
"I said, when were you plannin' on telling me, Jayje?"Will repeated, his voice more aggressive this time. As angry as he was at the deception and being left out of the loop, the ex-detective was smart; he knew better than to go after his ex-wife when she was standing in the middle of a public space,especially with her team and her muscle-head of a boyfriend there with her.
"When it applied to you, Will." JJ said calmly, but her voice had a bitter edge to it. "Which, considering I have the legal custody of Henry, would've been never." In an instant, the broken, hurting JJ was gone, and with the threat of her ex-husband here, JJ instantly switched into the brutally cold attitude she reserved only for him.
"Oh, so who's goin' to watch him then?" Will retorted. "You were jus' gonna take him overseas with you, since you seem to be so clingy?" At his increasingly low blows, Morgan tensed and stepped up behind JJ, opening his mouth to speak, but the look on the blonde's face as she turned to look at him had him stepping back, well aware that this was one of the times JJ needed to handle the situation alone.
"Actually, I had planned to give Derek and Garcia custody while I was away, since it's a short tour." JJ responded calmly. "Since it seems that you're no longer capable of being a father." Her last statement was mostly true; the last time Henry had come back from Will's, many months ago, the young boy had reported that he hadn't seen his father leave his bedroom most of the weekend; the man had been busy with some 'naked lady who screamed a lot.' After that event, JJ had taken full custody of Henry, and Will now only got occasional supervised visits.
Will scoffed. "Of course you would leave it to your little lover boy, considering you've got him all wrapped around your pretty little finger, and God knows that you'd trust Garcia with literally everything!" he snapped, at this point well past simple anger. At the low blow to her team, JJ's eyes narrowed and she stepped closer to her ex-husband, until she was literally inches away from the man. For a moment, the man seemed somewhat scared but the sudden aggression on JJ's part, but he quickly masked it with a cocky smirk.
"Let me tell you something, William." JJ spit, and in that moment, it was very clear that this was not a JJ to be messed with. Many people had seen her get angry or frustrated with her job, but never this far. "There are a lot of things that I will take from you, and a lot of things that I did take from you that I probably shouldn't have. But let me make one thing clear."
In the long pause before she resumed talking, JJ took a moment to pull her gun and blow the non-existent dust off it. As she turned to face Will, there was nothing on his face but a mixture of shock and fear, the shock an emotion echoed by the team behind her. JJ was not an aggressive person normally, and anyone who knew her would know that it was because of all the stress that she snapped.
"There are two things that I will not take from you. Ever." JJ spit. "One. You will never, ever, threaten or act derogatorily towards my team. Two. You will not ever. Expect to see your son on your schedule, if I let you see him again at all. Now," she said calmly, suddenly sickeningly sweet. She pressed her gun to Will's groin, and the southern man's eyes widened, and for a moment, Morgan went to step up and pull her away, but Hotch put his hand on Morgan's shoulder, trusting JJ to keep a handle on herself.
"Next time I catch you coming around without notice, I'll blow your friend all to hell, no matter how cute our son turned out. Clear?" Will nodded numbly, his eyes wide, and JJ tucked her gun away. "Now get out of here."
As she turned around, the New Orleans man took no time in vacating the premises, as JJ took in the shocked faces of her team. "Nobody. Ever. Messes. With. My. Family." the blonde said simply. "sometimes I have to make that clear. Now, who has coffee?"
