Her Oldest and Biggest Fan
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Chapter 28
At the hospital, the nurse takes picutres of what JJ looks like when they brought her in. They need to clean her up, but they don't want to destroy evidence. But they also have to make sure JJ doesn't have any injuries of her own.
Once they have gotten complete picutes of JJ's blood soaked body, they undress her and clean her up. She's little help to them. They had given her a sedative. So it was strickly a sid bath. When she's looked over and photoed more as to show that she had no open wounds, they put a gown on her. Then they go get Hotch.
"How's she doing?" Hotch asks the nurse.
"Fine for someone who killed a cop." The older female nurse with a chip on her shoulder comments.
"EXCUSE ME!" Hotch's offended attitude raises it's ugly head. "I didn't ask for what you THINK. I just asked how she was doing medically. I don't care if you think she killed someone or not. That is not your job. For your information, she just lost her Aunt yesterday in this VERY hospital. Now, her boyfriend is dead. Stop and think how you'd feel waking up in your bedmates blood. And then think about how you would feel if someone you don't know starts saying that YOU killed him or her. Have a little more comassion for others. Especailly when you don't have all the answers." Hotch walks to JJ's room.
Minutes after Hotch walks into JJ's room the team all come flooding in. Emily walks over to the nurses station to ask for JJ's room. They all wanted to see how JJ is before letting Rossi, Morgan and Reid head off to her house to work the crime scene.
"Could you tell me what room Jennifer Jareau is in please?" Prentiss asks politely.
"She's in exam room 7. But we only allow two vistiors in at a time. She has one in with her right now. And she's sedated. She was pretty hysterical." The nurse states.
"I bet. You guys, I'm going to go in. Check on her and tell Hotch that you're about to check out the crime scene." Prentiss walks to the room and goes in.
Roger watches as the team gather in the waiting room. He loves this little cat and mouse show he's having with the BAU. He's beginning to hate them as much as he hates JJ. Boy, when he's done with her and them, their going to be sorry.
He pops a few pieces of popcor into his mouther as if he were watching a live movie. He seems to be very good at becoming invisible when he wants to be. But when he doesn't want to be invisible, they're going to wish he was.
JJ slowly opens her eyes and the first person she sees is Hotch. Then he smiles, "How are you feeling?"
JJ knew that something was wrong. First off, why was Hotch asking how she was? Secondly, why was Hotch smiling? He only smiled when he was around his son.
JJ takes a few seconds to try and remember, but her head was hurting. She could tell she was in a hospital. The bed, gown, room and smell gave that away PDQ.
The last clear thing she remembers was the call from her mother that Meldoy was dead. Oh God! Melody. The tears start to build up in her eyes again. Hotch can see the ocean of tears gathering in those beautiful blue eyes he loved so much. One filled with hurt and the other with heatache.
"Hotch, is Melody still here? I mean, would they allow me to see her to say goodbye?" JJ asks, not looking at him. She knew she'd break down sobbing if she did that.
"I don't know. I can find out. Maybe they haven't gotten to her body yet. Can I get you anything while I'm away?" He was sounding more like the Hotch she knew and cared about.
"Yeah. I have a headache. Could you see if they'll allow me to have some asprin and some ice water?" JJ holds her head in her hands with her eyes closed tight.
"Sure. Back as soon as I can." Hotch slides out of the hospital room they moved her to last night.
Everyone else went home, but not Hotch. He was terribly worried about her and was afraid the locals would try to talk to her without legal representation. After getting a partical update about the scene, Hotch knew that they were trying to build a case against JJ.
Hotch makes a quick call to Prentiss letting her know JJ's awake. Then having her do the 'call the others' thing. Then calls JJ's father.
"Hello?" A sleepy Mr. Jareau answers.
"Mr. Jareau, this is Aaron Hotchner. You and your wife need to come to the hospital. Jennifer's here. Her boyfriend, Tom, was murdered last night. I apologize for not calling earlier. She'd been sedated. But she's awake now. By any chance do you know if she could see Melody?" Hotch asks, his mind wanting to shut down from lack of sleep, adrenaline rush, then crash from that, and last but not least, sheer fear ad worry.
"Oh, dear lord! Is she hurt? What happened? I don't know about Melody. What room number and what hospital?" Mr. Jareau was everywhere. Confused, angry, scared and exhausted.
"Sir, calm down. She's fine. She just was pretty hysterical. I don't know all the details yet. But last night, I received a call about Jennifer. They told me to get there and try to calm her. She'd called 911. The officer told me that the 911 operator passed on to him that JJ woke up and Tom was dead. She was covered in his blood. She was pretty hysterical. So when the paramedics got there, they had to sedate her. And from what my people say and are getting from the locals, they are thinking that JJ is the number one suspect. My team is looking into it. But I can't see JJ killing Tom. When we left them last night, JJ was so drunk that she passed out. We kind of got together to celebrate Melody's life and their friendship. So she drank a lot. Being that drunk seems impossible." Hotch thinks out loud.
Sighing, "Oh my poor Jenny. Has she told you anything about what happened?" Hotch can hear Mr. Jareau holding back emotions.
"Last night she told me that she woke up, looked over and he was dead. Her nightgown was soaked in his blood. She didn't hear anything. Then she kind of freaked out about whoever did this didn't kill her. Which is kind of bad for her defense. So let's hope my team finds evidence to clear her." Hotch says, breating in a deep breath and exhaling fast and hard.
"Tell my sweetheart, we are on our way." Mr. Jareau says, and hangs up.
Hotch hangs up and continues with his mission.
JJ picks up her room phone and dials Tom's cell number. It goes straight to voice mail.
"Hi honey! Im awake. I miss you. I was sad when I woke up and you weren't here. Call me when you get this message. I love you!" JJ hangs up. As she does, two people, a man and a woman knock on her open door.
"Come in." JJ says, politely.
"Hello Mrs. Jareau." The female person says, holding a hand out to shake JJ's hand. JJ reciprocates.
"Hello. And it's Agent Jareau. How can I help you folks?" JJ corrects and speaks in her work voice.
"We're here to ask you a few questions. Are you up for that, AGENT Jareau?" The female asks. JJ thinks that she can't be much older then herself, if she was. The man still has yet to say a word. Kind of like she's the brains and hes the brawn.
"Sure. I'll do my best. What's this in reguards to?" JJ looks genuinely confused. Because she is.
"Agent Jareau, this is about the murder of Thomas Gilbert." The lady says, so calmly. JJ's face pales and her trembling hand comes to her now open mouth. JJ was afraid that she might scream and never stop. Tears trickle down her blanched cheeks.
"No. He can't be dead. Murder? When was he murdered?" JJ asks through sobs.
"Last night in your house. In your bed. Hear listen." The lady plays the 911 call tape. JJ listens to herself upset and traumatized. She tries to remember making the call and tries to remember last night. But she doesn't.
"What do you say now?" The lady asks, smuggley.
"That sounds like me, but I don't remember. That must be why I'm here. Did this killer hurt me too?" JJ asks, looking for any injurys to her body.
"Come on Agent Jareau. Are you telling me that you don't remember? I find that odd that you are 'claiming' you don't remember when you are the prime suspect." The lady says, suspiciously.
"ME? YOU! THINK! I! KILLED! TOM!" JJ enunciates each word to strongly make her point of shock and disbelief. She's shocked that anyone would believe she was capable of hurting, let alone kill Tom.
"Yes Agent Jareau. We believe you killed my friend and co-worker, Detective Thomas Gilbert." The lady detective says with venom just for JJ.
"What? Tom was a PR person for a financial firm. You must have the wrong man." JJ's royally confused. Just then Hotch walks in with the team in tow.
"Who are you people?" Hotch asks.
"We are the Detectives working the murder case of a fellow Detective." The lady detective says. The team and JJ still looked shocked and confused.
