Sorry this scene is short, it was too long with the other one in it so I spoilt them up. Thank you!
Morgan pulled up outside JJ's house and cut the engine. He looked out at the neatly trimmed lawn and the black fence that glistened in the sun. The house was the image of the perfect family town house. It was cosy but spacious and looked very traditional. JJ remembered the last time she saw Will in the yard.
"Oh, uh, so remember we have that play date with Cameron tonight so you're on your own for dinner," JJ said holding Will's shoulders.
"Oh I'll manage somehow," Will replied holding his arms around her waist and pecking her on the lips, "I love you,"
JJ also had her arms around Will's waist now, "I love you too," she echoed.
"I love you three!" Henry shouted as he jumped off the front steps and into Will's arms.
"I love you four!" Will groaned as he held Henry in the air.
"Be a good boy for your mumma ok,"
"Ok," JJ said taking Henry and putting him down, "Are we gonna play soccer?"
"Yeah!" Exclaimed Henry.
"Let's play soccer," JJ said grabbing the ball, "Ready? Alright, kick it to mummy. Kick it!"
Henry swung his little leg and kicked the ball with as much force as he could muster.
"Woah! Score!" JJ shouted, "Say bye daddy!"
"Bye daddy!"
Will waved to them as he climbed into his squad car and drove off.
JJ wiped the tears off of her face and took a deep breath. Morgan looked at her and thought that there was no way that JJ was ready for this. She hadn't even had time to grieve herself and now she was about to relive his death by telling her son that his daddy wasn't ever coming home.
"JJ, you don't have to do this," Morgan whispered.
"But I need to Morgan,"
"JJ, we can forget all about this, you haven't even accepted it yourself yet!"
"No I haven't accepted it yet. But what does that matter? Don't expect me to accept it soon. I'll reach that when I come to it,"
"You've still got the four other stages to reach. Where are you now? Denial? We've skipped that step. Anger? You've done that one. Bargaining? I guess that's where we are then hey? Since we haven't reached depression yet. Give yourself time!" He was getting angry at her stubbornness and refusal to think straight.
"Time? Time! How much time do you think I've got? Will isn't getting any more alive whilst we sit here doing nothing!" She shouted her eyes getting watery.
"No he's not which is why it won't matter if you tell him next week!"
"Oh, and I guess the funeral will be next month, yeah!?"
JJ could feel the heat burning in her cheeks. The anger burnt through her body and she could feel herself shaking from it.
"Derek! I'm fine. Let me do this! There is no time!" She bellowed.
"Well I guess we're still in anger then!" Morgan replied with the same volume."Will is dead, JJ. It's not as if he's just gone on vacation! He's dead-"
"Don't," JJ tried to interrupt.
"And you're just about to tell your son! When you've not even realised yourself!"
"Stop it!" JJ screamed, the tears flowing down her face.
She got out the car and slammed the door. She wiped her eyes and took a deep breath. She started to walk to the front door but heard Morgan roll down the window. She spun on her heels and stormed back to the SUV.
"Do you know what, Derek. Don't even stay. Go back to your home. I don't need you," she said bluntly.
"Fine. But don't come crying to me when you've realised that you're all alone. I guess I'll see you on Monday,"
JJ stood there as Morgan revved the engine and drove off clearly pissed. She felt the snap of his remark linger in the air as she waited for the sting of it to follow him in his wake. She turned around and opened the garden gate. Walking up the path, the front door opened. Henry came running out and jumped into JJ's arms.