Pam Brown once said "A younger sister is someone to use as a guinea-pig in trying sledges and experimental go-carts. Someone to send on messages to Mum. But someone who needs you - who comes to you with bumped heads, grazed knees, tales of persecution. Someone who trusts you to defend her. Someone who thinks you know the answers to almost everything."

I woke up early the next morning. Bruce's arm was wrapped tightly around my waist. After carefully unwrapping from his grip, I pickup my scattered cloths and throw them in my duffle bag, exchanging them for a clean of underwear, jeans, sports bra and a grey t-shirt that read 'Varsity Hockey' on the front and number 3 with the name 'Wolverine' on the back in dark blue lettering. Writing a note saying I was going out for a while, I grabbed my Red Wings red hoodie and head downstairs to see the team off.

"Hey Jazz!" JJ smiled as I walked into the lobby. Everyone had their bags and were ready to go. "Thank Mr. Wayne for taking care of our bill for us."

"I'll do that. He's basically my ride home." I hug each of them, stopping at Hotch "Thanks for letting me stay another day. I just need to know my family is ok after all this."

"No problem. Say hi to your bothers for us." He hugs me as he says "Get home safe. See you on Monday."

As I hug Reid, he seems to hold me longer them anyone. "Call me when you get home?'

"Yeah. Bye Spence." (A/N: If anyone watches 'Criminal Mind', JJ was the only one who called Reid Spencer, but then she had a baby with her boyfriend Will. Does that mean Jazz and Spencer will have a relationship?)

Bruce was waking up when she came back into the room. "Hey, where were you?"

"Seein the guys off. You may wanna up otherwise I'm leavin you here." She teased as she got her bag pack. She was strapping her gun in her holster and put her badge in he pocket when he snuck up behind her.

"You really need your gun?"

"Babe, this is Detroit, you always have some form of protection on ya."

The two entered the Mercer house to hear yelling coming from the living room.

"It's the rematch of the century folks; Nitro and Midnight! Midnight has Nitro in head lock." Bobby was sitting on the couch watching Jerry and Angel wrestle.

"I call the winner!" Jazz smiled as she flopped beside Bobby while Bruce sat the arm rest beside her.

"We have a last minuet challenge from Lighting! Who will this force of nature fight?"

"Hey, baby girl! Let me kick my little brother's ass, then I'll come and hug ya."

"Take your time Nitro." Jazz joked as she watched her older brothers.

Bruce watched the two brothers fight, then at Jasmine and Bobby, who were laughing "You guys used to this?"

"Growing up in this house, you get used to it a lot, particularly one sport." Bobby answered.

"Oh, man can we please have one visit without playing Hockey!" Jerry yelled as Angel twisted both arms behind his back and pinned on the ground.

"Jerry, this is Bobby and me your talking about." She got off the couch and jumped on Angel's back, trying to help Jerry out.

"Damn, girl what are you doing?"

"Hanging on to your leather neck back, jarhead."

"So its' Midnight and Lighting show down huh?"

"Hell yeah!" I slid off Angel's back and faced him.

"FBI VS. Marine. Should be interesting. My money's on Jazz" Jerry joked as he sat in the arm chair.

"Thank you Jerry!" I had Angel in head lock as I smiled at my second oldest brother. I laughed at Bruce's face as he watched me take Angel, who had not only good few feet on her and so many Ibs , but better training then her.

"Baby girl?"

"Yes, oh big bro?"

"Uncle"

"Good boy. You learned."

I went up to my old room. It still looked the same as last time I was here. Two beds pushed up against a wall with a window between them. By Jack's bed was a dresser and by the door, a desk. By mine was the closet and hope chest. We had decided to go to the park so I could meet my old Hockey team for a quick pick up game. Opening my closet, I grabbed my old light blue duffel bag that had my stick, pads, and jersey. My skates were right beside them.

"Look what the wind blew in!" My old team mate Johnny smiled as I skated out with Jerry and Angel. Bobby was sitting on the bleachers with Bruce and the girls.

"How are you, man?" I hug my old buddy. Johnny had become a lawyer and most fought for kids who were abused by their parents.

"Not to bad, Wolfy."

"Don't call me that, dude. My boyfriends here. I don't need him to know that my nickname in school was 'Wolverine.' Especially since that was our mascot."

"You finally got a man! Damn girl, you had me worried there for a while!" Scott skated up behind me and wrapped an arm around my neck to hug me.

Bruce and Bobby watch the team reunion. "She played with these guys?"

"Yep. In fact they were so good, few got scholarships to University of Michigan, Jazz included."

"They were that good?" He watched as the puck was dropped and both teams went after it, checking each other left and right.

After the game ended, Jazz skated over to the bleachers, sporting a bloody nose.

"Camille, stop fussing!" trying to swat her sister-in-laws hands away, who was trying to clan up the blood.

"Yeah, don't you know Wolfy will heal up soon!" Jason, another one of Jazz's friends teased.

Jazz looked at her longtime friend with a look that could strip the faint off a battleship. "Five second head start. Five.. four.. three.. two" On two she shot after him.

A few yards the brothers say their sister tackle her buddy.

"Awesome tackle baby girl!"

"Only you would cheer for your sister when she refuses to act like a lady, Bobby" Sofi scoffed.

Bobby looked at Jerry, who looked at Angel, who was looking at Bobby. At the same time, the brothers laughed.

"Baby, you just find this out about Jazzy?" Angel all but fell off his seat cause he was laughing so hard.

"Speak of the devil!" Jerry slipped his arm around Jazz and kissed her temple when she skated back to the group.

"OK. What'd I miss?"

"Why did that guy call you Wolfy?" Bruce was been silent for the game and watched as she stripped off her shoulder pads to reveal a sweat soaked grey FBI shirt.

"My nickname on the team was 'Wolverine,' which ironically is the school mascot. The animal, not the comic book character."

"Her name, however, is the comic book character." Bobby replied helping her remove her knee pads.

"You loose your temper one time, and your branded for life!"

"Jazz, you didn't see that look you had when you shot after that dude when you slammed him into the wall!"

"Well, bub had it coming. Slamming Steve's knee like that. He lost his scholarship. 10 minuets in the penalty box was worth it!"

"Camille, can I take the girls over to the swings? I want to talk to them privately"

"Sure. Go with your aunt Jazz babies." Camille shooed the girls toward me . Taking each of their hands, I led them to the merry go round.

"Girls, I want to talk to you about last night. What happened was not you faults ok. The mean clown who took you, he wanted to hurt me real bad, so he took you and your mommy." I explained as I spun the ride in a slow circle.

"Why?" Amelia asked curiously.

"Because he found out that next to your daddy, mommy, Uncle Bobby and Uncle Angel, that you two are the most important people in my life. That's why he hurt Uncle Bobby real bad too. Now I want you to give this to your mommy and daddy." I pull a card with the Bureaus number out of my wallet and hand it to them. "If you need to talk to me about anything, call this number, and they'll let me know you need me. You call day or night, rain or shine, or whatever. I will always answer."

"You pinky promise?" Daniela asked just as curious as her sister.

"I double pinky promise." I held up both pinkies and shook their pinkies. I then took them in my arms and held them tightly. "Come on girls, lets head back."

Well I finally finished this chapter! I mostly wanted Bruce to see the relationships Jazz had with her brothers, nieces, Sophie, and Camille.