AN: This chapter is a bit mean after the hope of the last one. I just needed people to remember that Henry doesn't act from completely pure motives; everybody has their reasons for what they do. I think it was necessary though. Next up is Garcia getting clued in and once again getting Emily involved. Hopefully it will have better results than last time - I'm in a good mood at the moment.

Please let me know what you think, I'm curious. Thanks to everyone that has reviewed: reviews make me write, I'm not above begging, I'm really not. Any song suggestions are welcome too.


Restless
By Jennifer Warnes

There are words to say but I swear I just can't find them,
Though in my heart I know.

Fools may hesitate from the memories behind them
While the angels laugh and say,

'I told you so'.

Henry sat nervously at the kitchen table, tracing patterns on the wooden surface. He did not risk glancing up at JJ, he knew she was glaring at him. The trip home from the storage facility had been silent and he knew she had been building up her righteous indignation. He was kicking himself for letting her get the better of him; he was supposed to be the calming influence.

Now he was stuck with a silent interrogation, not that it would last long. He was desperate for her to say something so he could start damage control. Why was everything with this woman so damnably complicated, and yet so stunningly simple at the same time?

For years he had waited to show her, to let her see, what he had held on to all these years. Not just the physical items in his lock up, but the memories and feelings that had meant the difference between living his life and merely existing. She had cast him out because he had lied about her father….Jenn, that was not nearly the biggest thing I kept from you.

He knew this was going to end badly.

I'm restless, darling, I'm restless
Waiting for you to look my way.
I don't think that I can wait
Another day.

It started in school. He knew the exact moment: Charlie Green had just dumped her; eighth grade. When she had sought him out to walk home, he swore he would never let anyone make her feel that sad again. It did not really work, she still dated losers through high school, university and adulthood, but since eighth grade, she had someone to pick up the pieces.

On reflection, he decided that his younger self was a masochist; the long conversations where she gushed about her latest date, the inevitable phone call when it went horribly wrong. Prom night nearly killed him. In fact, he thinks that might be when he lost himself to her completely. When he had found her crying outside, and she had told him what had happened, he told her that her dress should not go to waste because of Tommy Landers and had then escorted her in to dance.

She had laughed, told him he was a wonderful guy, and then broken his heart by wishing her brothers could be more like him. His chance had gone before he had realised it was there.

Looking back, prom night was a complete disaster.

I cry when the feeling overtakes me
'Cos the love I give seems so little in your eyes.
The test of time always breaks me
With nothing tried
And nothing realised.

"Harry."

He blinked fiercely, and looked up. JJ had one eyebrow arched in question and he guessed that she had been talking to him.

"I'm sorry, what?"

She sighed, "I said, what wasn't nearly the biggest thing? And what else are you keeping from me?"

He froze upon realising that he had voiced his thoughts - some of them, at least. He tried to gauge how much trouble he was in, but he could not read her. He was tired, so very tired, of this dance they did. He briefly considered telling her everything; telling her why he had protected her, why he had fought like Hell for her, why he had conspired with her roommates to pay some of her bills, why he had dropped everything whenever she called, why he had given her anything he could…He looked at her again, her face a mixture of anger and curiosity, and felt like a door was closing on their friendship.

"Nothing." He mumbled and left the table.

I'm restless, darling, I'm restless
Waiting for you to look my way.
I don't think that I can wait
Another day.

He heard the study door open and waited for whatever this new circle of Hell was going to bring.

"Garcia will be here soon…I asked her to bring Henry over, she deserves a break. I'm going to pack up my stuff tonight; I think it's better if I go home with him. I'll have tomorrow to get ready to go back to work."

He did not move from his work. "Fine."

"We're going round in circles, Harry. I need to get back to my life…"

"I said, fine, JJ."

He could see her reflection in the window over his desk; she was staring at the ceiling in frustration; for some reason it made him feel better.

"Don't do that, Harry."

"Do what?"

"You know damn well, what."

"I'm sure I don't."

He heard her footsteps in the hall as she went to pack. It was childish, it was petty, but it felt good.

'No man is an island', but you do that very well.
It sure takes a fool to find another.

The doorbell chimed and JJ rushed down the hall, thinking it was Garcia with her son. Opening the door revealed an older woman, with shoulder length brown hair, casually leaning against the doorframe.

"Hello?" It was more of a confused question than a greeting from JJ.

The other woman looked up and beamed at her, "You must be Jennifer. Kate Thompson." She extended a hand and JJ blindly shook it out of habit. "It's nice to finally meet you in the flesh."

"JJ, please. Are you here to see…?"

"Yeah, I missed our lunch date…just wanted to make sure he had eaten something that came out of the ground." She waved a container of salad between them, "I guess you've been looking after him, though."

He chose that moment to appear out of the office. "Senator! To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Your repeated belief that the five main food groups are Chinese, Thai, pizza, cookies and coffee."

He took the proffered food and gave her a half smile. JJ excused herself and the senator took a moment to watch her young friend. She had expected him to be sparkling with the mysterious Jennifer staying. Instead, he looked dejected, despite his jovial front.

"She's nice."

"Yeah."

"If I were fifteen years younger," she paused as JJ walked from one room to another through the hall, "make it ten."

"You're married."

"You're not."

"I-"

"-make too many excuses. Men are so clueless about women."

He gave a genuine smile, "And you have all the answers?"

"God, no! I did, though, manage to actually get a woman."

"Goodbye, Senator. Thank you for the food, the advice and the leering."

"My pleasure, Henry. I don't expect to see you in the office next week."

"I'll be fine."

"Good bye, JJ! It was nice meeting you!"

But I believe for every heart that's broken
There's a stranger's smile to put it on the mend.
Those old familiar feelings, seldom spoken,
Out of nowhere,
Come back again

JJ stayed in her room when the doorbell rang again. She did not need another reminder of his new life.

That left him to answer the door to Garcia and the shy little boy in her arms.

"Garcia, right?"

The woman nodded. "We weren't formally introduced at the hospital….I'm going to need your full name, address and social security number."

Henry stared at her. "Um, wh-why…"

She gave him an appraising look. "You can call me Penelope. I don't like strange people around my sunshine, not when she's like this."

"I'm not strange." Henry quickly defended himself.

Garcia tilted her head to one side and gazed at him. "What do you say, my little poppet? Does he get the family seal of approval?"

Henry could not stop the pain flashing across his face at the mention of JJ's family and their approval. It did not escape Garcia's attention.

"Where is my angel?"

"Packing."

"Then you," she thrust the boy into Henry's arms, strode through the door and past him, "look after my godson while I get to the bottom of things with young Jayj."

The two Henrys stared at each other with a bemused look. The elder settled the younger in his arms, shut the door and made his way towards the kitchen.

"You like cookies, Henry?"

The little boy lifted his head from Henry's shoulder and smiled at him as he nodded.

Henry looked into the questioning eyes of his charge and sighed; he pulled a jar across the counter and broke cookies with JJ's son. The boy giggled as he munched on a chocolate chip and shifted closer to Henry's chest.

Henry was back to square one, just with a different blonde-haired, blue-eyed heartbreaker.

I'm restless, darling, I'm restless
Waiting for you to look my way
I don't think that I - the hour is getting late
I can't wait
Another day