Will woke up first that morning, and he used the opportunity to watch the way his wife slept. There was still this defensive air about her, as she slept curled up in a ball, trying to make herself as small and inconspicuous as possible.

Reaching out, he stroked her hair lovingly. She shuddered a little, and he winced, wondering what was going through her head. Leaning over, he kissed her cheek before stretching himself around her body, holding her close as she thrashed around a little. And then, she turned to him, butting her head into his shoulder a little. "Ouch!" he hissed, and her eyes flew open.

"Will! Oh my god, are you okay?" she asked as she came to wakefulness.

"I'm fine, cher. Were you having a bad dream?"

She looked away from him before scooting closer, her hands spreading out on his back. "That's all I seem to have these days." Her voice was barely above a whisper, and he nodded as he held her close, letting her cry on his shoulder. Will loved moments like these, where she let her guard down and trusted him to take care of her. They didn't come very often, since she insisted on being so self-sufficient, which was fine, except when he wanted her to come to him.

"I remember those nights. When I dreamed that I would never return to you and Henry, that you would have to live without me, knowing that your job had finally separated us forever."

JJ stiffened a little in his arms, and he wondered if he had hit a little too close to home for her. She finally sighed and pushed away from him. "Yeah, that's exactly the type of dream I keep having. I should probably go get ready now. We really have to hit the ground running, since Rossi's on vacation."

"We could go, too. Take Henry to Disney World, show him the happiest place on Earth, be a real family for once in our lives."

Again, she stiffened, and he wondered if she was offended by what he had said. "You know that we can't take vacation at the same time. The last time that happened, we had a crazed man attack us. Elle almost died because of that."

"That was before my time, cher. And it's not like the whole team is going to go with us to Florida. It would just be us. Our family."

"They are my family, too, Will. Don't forget that." There was palpable anger in her voice now, and she whirled around to glare at him. "Seriously, how many times to do I have to tell you that?"

"It's unhealthy to be that close to your coworkers."

"No, it's not."

"Whatever."

"Exactly. We are not having this conversation before I go to work. You need to think about how I feel and why I am angry right now." Her cheeks were red with fury and as he watched, large tears rolled down her cheeks. Will knew how much she hated crying, and he went to climb out of bed, to go and comfort her, when she shook her head, tugging out the first outfit that fell beneath her grasp in the closet and stalking off to the bathroom.

The telltale click of the door lock told him that he was not welcome, and he expelled a harsh breath. Their bedroom door creaked open and he glanced over to see Henry in the doorway, looking fearfully in. "Hey buddy. What's wrong?"

"I heard Mommy yelling. Is everything okay?"

Will let his shoulders slump as he beckoned his son over to his side. "We were just having a small fight, Hen. Everything will be fine in the end, I promise."

Henry nodded before snuggling in close to him, his hand worrying the fabric of his t-shirt between his fingers. "I miss Aunt Erin. Can we go visit her soon?"

This was a new turn of events, and he ruffled his son's hair lightly as he thought for an appropriate response. "Well, I guess that she's taking a trip with Uncle Dave right now, Henry. So we probably can't go visiting for a few weeks. But say, would you like to take a trip, too?"

Henry pulled away to look at him excitedly. "Really? Where?"

"To Disney World?"

Henry grinned at him as he began to nod. "That would be awesome, Daddy! We could take Jack and Mister Hotch and Aunt Erin and Tabitha and Aunt Penny and everyone! What a great idea!"

Will was very careful to school his features so as not to show his son that he was not happy with his line of thinking. "Well, I was thinking just you and me and Mommy. Wouldn't you like that, too?"

Stubbornly, Henry shook his head. "No! All my friends have to come, too, Daddy! It wouldn't be fun without them!" Henry began to pout and Will felt a lick of anger rush over him.

"They're not family, Henry. You need to understand that!"

JJ cleared her throat lowly from the other side of the room, leaning against the doorjamb. "No. He understands just fine. Friends are family, too. The family we make with our heart, the family not bound to us by blood. If you can't understand that, after all this time with me, maybe we need to take a break."

Her word were flat, lacking emotion, and that was how he knew she was deadly serious. "I don't think…"

"That's right, you don't. Henry and I are going to spend a few days away, I think. We're going to visit some friends." Flouncing over to the bed, she scooped up their son and fled the room. Will followed after her, only to have Henry's door slammed in his face.

"Jen! You open this door right now! Let me in!" he shouted as he banged on the door.

"No!" From inside, he could hear her opening and closing drawers, and he began to wonder just how long she was planning on being gone. Not two minutes later, he got his answer as he saw Henry on her hip, his favorite bear and blanket clutched in his hands. "I will call you when we are ready to come home."

Brushing past him, she made her way down the stairs and Will found that he could only stare after them, wondering how things had gone so terribly wrong in such a short span of time.