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One Shot Name: Antidote To A Bad Day.

Synopsis: JJ finds one day particularly hard due to the anniversary it represents, for years it had been her 'bad day' today though she may have found her antidote to that 'bad day'.

Rating: T.

Warnings: Mentions of suicide.

Ten: Antidote To A Bad Day.

Today was a bad day.

It was only 8.30 in the morning and it was already a bad day.

It had been a bad day since the clock had struck midnight declaring the beginning of the day.

JJ had slept through her alarm after not being able to sleep last night.

Finding her self so exhausted she had finally passed out twenty minutes before her alarm was due to go off and slept for an hour through the repeated missed alarm notifications on her phone.

Her kettle had broken meaning she had to leave her apartment with no coffee this morning.

Her car wouldn't start meaning she had to get the bus to work and run the last few blocks from the bus stop so that she was not late into the building.

She hadn't realized till she got to the building that there was still a coffee stain on her top from yesterday, so even though it was a hot day she was going to have to wear her cardigan done up all day long just to hide it.

The reason why she hadn't realized was not only due to her being tired from not sleeping, or flustered from everything else that had happened in the morning so far, but was also due the fact that this day was a bad day every year.

Today was the anniversary of the day that JJ's sister Rosaline had killed herself.

This day was going to be bad enough on its own without the added pressure of everything else that had happened so far and probably would continue to happen weighing down upon her.

Every year this day brought back all JJ's memories from that night, when in the early hours of the morning she had found her sister in the bathroom with her wrists slit, dead.

This day brought back all the pain, all the confusion and all the memories that JJ always tried so hard to forget, especially now she was working with a team of the very best profilers.

Every year all JJ wanted to do was crawl into a hole and be left alone until the day had ended, but this year she couldn't.

She had a job to do.

She had people depending on her.

She had to at least try to work through the day even if she ended up biting every one's head off or even bursting into tears due to the stress her mind was under.

That was if she was even able to stay awake long enough to work through the day.

She had no idea how she was going to hide the inner turmoil in her mind from her colleagues and friends.

This was something she didn't want them to know.

This was something from her past, something she wanted to leave behind.

Pausing briefly by the door to the Bullpen, JJ sighed bracing herself, before walking through the doors and keeping her head down so she couldn't see the members of the team that were already there.

She knew if they saw her right now they would know something was wrong and the last thing she wanted was the team asking her questions and trying to profile her behavior to figure out what was going on in her mind.

"Hey, JJ! High Five!" Morgan said loudly, stepping in front of JJ's path, blocking her way to her office and cutting off her stream of thoughts causing her to look up at him startled.

Still stuck in her thoughts, not having time to catch up with what was going on around her, she didn't register her hand automatically lifting to high five Morgan until she felt the searing pain of the slap to her hand from Morgan's.

One of Morgan's practical jokes was to slap the other persons hand far too hard when giving a high five, the team knowing this usually declined the offer of a high five when he asked.

Emily was the only one who accepted only so she could try and hit him back harder.

"Morgan how hard did you slap her? She's bleeding!" Reid exclaimed from his chair, he sat next to where JJ was standing frozen to the spot.

The hard slap of Morgan's hand hitting her own hand momentarily stunned her and her mind was only just starting to catch up with what was going on around her.

Finally registering what Reid had just said JJ lowered her hand slightly to see that it was bright red and that there was indeed blood coming from a small cut that Morgan had somehow caused.

How she had no idea, he wasn't wearing a ring, maybe he caught her with his fingernail?

She didn't think on it for two long, the sight of the blood caused her to remember finding her sister.

The sight of the crimson red liquid dripping slowly down her hand made it hard for her to concentrate on what Morgan and Reid were saying to her.

She could hear Morgan and Reid talking, but she couldn't register them or what they were saying as she continued staring at the blood trickling slowly down her hand.

It wasn't until she felt a hand on her shoulder that she snapped out of her trance, her whole body jumping as she jerked her head to look to her side.

Looking up to her left she could see Emily stood behind her, handbag in hand, having obviously only just arrived at the office.

She could see Emily talking to her, looking concerned, but she couldn't hear what it was Emily was asking her.

Her mind was still trying to catch up with what was going on around her, she was still dazed with memories of seeing her sister in the bathroom with a pool of blood around her, blood running down her hands to the floor.

Quickly JJ shook her head trying to clear her thoughts and focus her mind on what was happening around her.

"Sorry, what did you say?" JJ asked not hearing a word that her friends had just been saying.

"Are you okay?" Emily asked concerned as she looked into JJ's eyes seeing the faraway look on her face, it was the same look JJ had when they got on the jet when leaving for a case.

"Hmm?" JJ asked again still not registering the question causing Reid and Morgan to share a worried look while Emily continued to watch JJ closely.

"Yeah. I'm fine, think you dazed me." JJ replied throwing a small smile in Morgan's direction as her mind now caught up with everything happening around her.

"I should get to work, unless you wanted to try and take off my other hand as well?" JJ joked mockingly towards Morgan before stepping around him to walk up the stairs and into her office.

"That was weird right? I mean, it wasn't just me that thought so, right?" Reid asked spinning on his chair before coming to a stop in front of where Emily and Morgan where stood looking towards JJ's office.

"Maybe it's her time of the month?" Morgan replied with a shrug only to wince in pain and clutch his side as Emily elbowed him hard in the stomach.

"That, is for 'that' stupid comment." Emily said with a smirk, emphasizing the 'that'.

"And this." Emily continued before smacking him on the back of the head, hard.

"Is for your stupidly hard high fives!" She called over her shoulder as she walked up to JJ's office and entered through the open door.

Emily smiled to herself as she heard Reid telling Morgan 'he had that coming' as she entered the office and pushed the door to pulling the blinds down, giving her and JJ some privacy from the other agents down in the Bullpen.

Turning around Emily paused for a moment to study her friend.

Currently JJ was sat at her desk with a file open staring down at it, Emily could tell she was not reading it though.

"First aid kit?" Emily asked getting down to business, leaving no room for JJ to argue with her or to try to tell her she was fine or that she would sort it.

Emily watch as JJ sighed closing the file in front of her before opening a desk draw on the table that she was sat in front of and taking a small box out.

Slowly JJ stood from her chair and walked over to a couch in her office taking a seat on the one side and placing the first aid kit to the side of her as Emily walked up to the couch and sat on the other side picking the kit up and looking through the contents.

They were both quiet for a few minutes while Emily found the supplies she needed to clean and dress the cut on JJ's hand and JJ tried to control the thoughts going through her mind.

"Are you going to tell me what's going on in that head of yours?" Emily asked breaking the silence as she finished cleaning the blood from JJ's hand and placed a plaster over where the cut was.

"Don't say you're fine, I know you are not. Just like you knew I wasn't sick last week." Emily continued while putting the first aid items back in the box and placing the box on the couch's arm rest that was closest to her, before scooting over closer towards JJ.

"I'm…having a bad day." JJ admitted with a sigh.

Understatement of the century she thought to herself.

"I gathered that." Emily replied smiling.

"I also gathered there's more on your mind than Morgan being, well, Morgan." Emily continued leaning back against the sofa to make herself more comfortable.

"Yeah." JJ said simply her fingers running over the plaster on her one hand, where the blood had been before, absentmindedly.

"Anything I can help with?" Emily offered not liking seeing her friend the way she was now.

JJ had helped her with what was plaguing her mind last week when they had driven out of town to watch the fireworks together.

Emily really wanted to help JJ now with whatever it was that was now plaguing her mind, in whatever way possible.

Most people would assume JJ was tired and just not in the mood for talking.

Emily could see it was more than that.

There was something going on in her mind that was eating her up on the inside, something painful.

She knew deep down the likelihood of JJ talking to her or even asking for help was slim, it had taken her months to tell her the reason why she was always anxious on the jet.

Granted it had taken Emily months to tell JJ that she was gay, but this was different.

From the look in JJ's eyes Emily could see this wasn't just something that she feared it was something that haunted her.

"I could really do with a hug." JJ replied almost in a whisper, truthfully, after a long silence.

She didn't want to talk about the thoughts going through her mind, but she also didn't want to be left alone with them like she usually found herself.

Emily always had a way of making her feel safe without even trying.

They had hugged many times before, but only once when JJ was scared and needed calming down.

During in that one time though the effect had been almost instant, and right now JJ needed to feel that safety.

She wanted to feel it more than she wanted to be alone.

More than she wanted to hide what was happening in her mind right now and pretend that everything was okay.

"Come here." Emily murmured as she sat up straight on the sofa pulling JJ around to face her gently, by her shoulders, before embracing her tightly.

"I know you don't want to talk and that's okay, but if you change your mind or if you need anything you tell me okay? Whatever this is that's eating you up inside, you don't have to face it alone, alright?" Emily asked, her one arm tightening around her friends waist as her other hand began running up and down JJ's back softly, casing the blonde to let out a tired sigh.

JJ let her head drop to Emily's shoulder and closed her eyes as she felt her tired muscles begin to relax from the warmth she felt from being in Emily's arms.

"Tired?" Emily inquired quietly to the blonde agent nestled against her, smiling after she felt JJ nod against her shoulder.

Emily squeezed JJ a little tighter in her arms for a few moments before releasing her and smiling gently as she studied her for a moment.

"Why don't you lay down and rest for a while." She instructed continuing to watch as JJ looked from her to the office door.

"I'll tell them you're not feeling well, just get some rest okay? No offence but you look like you need it." Emily continued jokingly with a smirk as she got up from the couch giving JJ's shoulder a squeeze as she stood.

"Gee, thanks." JJ replied with a smile.

"Just calling it as I see it." Emily said with a laugh shrugging her shoulders as she reached the door.

"Emily, wait." JJ called just as Emily was about to leave her office.

"Hmm?" Emily replied turning back around to see JJ sat up on the sofa looking at her with wide nervous eyes.

"Could you, maybe, stay with me?" JJ asked quietly.

It wasn't talking, but it was a step in getting there and for that Emily was thankful.

She hadn't wanted to leave JJ alone but knew it wasn't a good idea to push her too much.

JJ asking her to stay meant she wanted Emily to help with whatever it was that was going on even if she wasn't fully vocalizing what was wrong.

"Of course. Just let me get some files to work on while I'm in here with you." Emily said with a smile, she watched as JJ nodded in confirmation before turning and leaving the office quickly making her way back down into the Bullpen.

Reaching her desk Emily picked up a small pile of files she had on her list to do today and grabbed her handbag before muttering to Morgan that JJ was feeling un-well but refusing to go home so she was going to do her work in JJ's office so she could keep an eye on her.

She rolled her eyes when Morgan eyed her suspiciously, muttering under his breath about whether she was sure it wasn't blondie's time of the month, before turning back around and walking up to JJ's office closing the door to, the same way she had done beforehand.

Upon hearing Emily entering the room JJ, who had been falling asleep leaning against the arm of the couch, snapped her eyes open and lifted her head back up to make it look as though she had not just been falling asleep.

Emily seeing this smiled at her with a raised eyebrow giving JJ a knowing look before crossing the room and dumping her handbag next to the couch on the floor.

Sitting down on the couch on the opposite side to JJ she placed the files she had brought with her on the arm rest moving the first aid kit to the floor, before shrugging off her blazer as she pulled JJ gently by her arm to lay down on the couch with her head resting on her lap.

JJ tried to resist at first but as soon as her head hit Emily's lap and she felt Emily place her blazer over her like a blanket she found she didn't have a lot of fight left in her.

She sighed sleepily as Emily ran her hand up and down her back a couple of times before leaving her hand to rest against JJ's shoulder stroking softly with her fingers.

JJ was exhausted and knew that if she wanted to get any work done today at all she would need to sleep even if only for a couple of hours.

She found the warmth from feeling Emily's pant suit covered lap against her face and the hand on her shoulder incredibly relaxing.

As she listened to the sounds of the faint scuffing Emily's pen made against the paper she was writing on in the file she was working on, she found herself feeling comforted by the fact that she was not alone.

She felt her mind begin to wander as her body relaxed further into the couch and into Emily.

She started to worry about what the team would think if they walked in right now, even with what Emily had told them she was sure it would look strange.

A 22 year old FBI agent needing a nap in the morning because she wasn't feeling well, how was that professional?

What if she ended up having one of her nightmares and starting screaming in her sleep?

What would that say about her abilities to do her job?

What would Hotch and Gideon think?

Would they think her unable to do her job and send her home?

There would be no way she could get away without talking to someone after that.

Even with that possibility she found herself relaxing further, she found sleep slowly approaching as her mind still ran on over drive.

She thought about how she usually tried to be alone as much as possible on this day in previous years and how today she found herself not wanting to be alone, how she found Emily's presence comforting.

That was why she asked Emily to stay with her, she found herself wanting to be comforted but without having to spill everything going through her mind.

Garcia would force her to talk as she always wanted to know everything there was to know, knowing was just her way of letting you know she cared.

Hotch and Gideon would send her home telling her that everyone has an off day and with everything they all see and the work she does she's more than entitled to a day to sort her mind out when needed.

Reid would sprout random facts at her, which although would distract her at first, would ultimately end up making her annoyed and fed up.

Morgan would joke around as usual and probably end up hurting her feelings, or hurting her in general by accident, without even realising or meaning too as he was just trying to help in his own way.

Emily would just be there, not demanding, not expecting, not judging, just there.

Like she was now.

"I can hear your mind running a marathon." Emily joked from above, her hand moving from JJ's shoulder to stroke her hair lightly, the action pulling JJ out of her thoughts.

"Just relax Jay, I'll wake you if anything happens." Emily promised quietly still stoking JJ's hair, the action coaxing her into sleeping and letting her exhausted mind finally shut down.

"Thanks Em." JJ muttered sleepily barely hanging onto consciousness.

As she slowly drifted off to sleep she had one final thought on her mind.

Today was a bad day, but it was more bearable than it had been in years due to Emily.

Emily made every day more bearable.

Emily was the antidote to a bad day.