Elijah is approximately 20 years old right now. He's in college, but visited home for the summer.

Trigger Warning: Talk of suicide. (I describe Rosaline and her situation).

If you or anyone you know are having suicidal thoughts, please contact this crisis hotline: 1-800-SUICIDE (1-800-784-2433).

Sunday, August 1st, 1995. 9:45 a.m.

"Mom, have you seen Rosa? She's supposed to take me to park to practice with my soccer ball." JJ says as she walks into the kitchen. She's wearing Rosaline's necklace, but doesn't have a clue about what has happened upstairs.

"No, actually I haven't. And that's really weird. Usually she's up by now. Why don't you go knock on her door and see if she's up?"

"Okay." JJ walks back upstairs and to her sister's room. She knocks on the door and is met with silence.

"Rosa, are you awake? Come on, Ros. Open the door." Silence.

"Ros, I'm going to tell Mom that you're ignoring me. Open the door. You promised you would take me to the park, remember?"

Again, she is met with silence. JJ sighs and goes to the door next to Rosa's. She sticks her head in her brother's room.

"Hey sis. What's up?" Eli asks his baby sister. When he sees the look on JJ's face he stands up.

"What's wrong, Jay?"

"Rosa isn't answering her door and it's locked."

"It's locked?" Eli asks confused.

"Yes."

"Well that's weird. She never locks her door. Go downstairs with mom and dad, okay? And I'll go see what's up with Ros."

While JJ goes downstairs, Eli goes to his younger sister's room.

He knocks, waits a moment, and then knocks again.

Still no answer.

"Rosa, are you in there. Why is the door locked, sis?"

He suddenly gets a bad feeling.

Rosa acting weird for the past week and a half, her spontaneous 'I love you' last night, her door being locked, and…what is that copper smell. It smells like…

Blood.

"Shit!" Elijah mutters before running downstairs and into the kitchen.

"Elijah! What on earth are you running for?"

"Mom, listen to me. Okay? Something is wrong. Really wrong. Rosaline isn't answering her door. It's locked and I can't even hear any movement in there. And I think I can smell blood." Elijah lowers his voice for the last sentence not wanting to alarm JJ who was standing beside Sandy.

"Okay, okay. Uh, you're dad is outside cleaning the grill. Go get him. Tell him to get the key from the garage for Rosa's room."

Elijah runs outside and to the garage where his father is cleaning the grill.

"Dad! Dad, you need to the key to Rosaline's room. Something is wrong. She's not answering the door and I can't hear any movement at all in there."

"Okay, well let's go." Michael grabs the key off the hook and goes upstairs.

Eli and JJ stay in the kitchen with their mother. Eli is in the middle of helping jj make French toast when they suddenly hear Michael screaming. Sandy takes off up the stairs and to her oldest daughter's room.

The sight she sees is one a mother and father never want to encounter. Her baby girl sits slumped in the chair at her desk. Rosa's wrists have blood on and around them. The room smells heavily of copper.

"Mom! What's wrong?" For a moment Sandy doesn't say anything and that allows Eli and JJ to come into the room. She only snaps out of it when she hears JJ gasp.

"Eli! Goes downstairs and call 911! Now, hurry! And take JJ. She doesn't need to see this!"

Elijah odds and grabs his baby sister's arm. "Come on, Jen. You can't see this. You don't need too. Let's go downstairs and call an ambulance."

Downstairs with Elijah and JJ. 9:56 a.m.

"E-Eli? I-is Rosa going to be okay?" JJ asks. She's scared. Her sister looked bad. Really bad. And she had a lot of blood around her. Her mom and dad were crying and everything looked bad.

"Yes, yes of course. She'll be fine, okay?" Elijah dials 911 and waits for an answer. Then he tells the operator the situation and then hangs up.

It only takes the ambulance ten minutes to come to the house and Elijah shows them upstairs.

JJ takes the phone next and dials a familiar number. It rings three times and then…

"Hello?"

"E-Emmy?" JJ's voice is shaky and Emily can tell the blonde is crying.

"Jen? Baby what's wrong? Are you okay?"

"N-no. Something's wrong with Rosie, Emmy."

"Okay, take a breath sweetheart. Tell me what's wrong. Can you do that?"

"S-she had a lot of b-blood on she arms." JJ whispers in a broken voice. "Can you come over? Please?"

"Of course, baby. I'll be right over. Okay? Wait for me in your room."

"Okay. I love you, Emmy."

"I love you, too, baby."

Upstairs. Rosa's room.

"Ma'am, we need you to step aside." The paramedics say to Sandy who is hovering over Rosa. Michael had wrapped a towel around her wrists even though he knows his baby girl is gone.

One of the paramedics checks Rosaline's pulse, and upon not finding one, looks at his partner. They're both thinking the same thing. She's already gone. It's too late.

"Ma'am, I am very sorry. But-"

"No! No, it can't be true! You can save her! Please, at least try!" Sandy cries.

"I'm very sorry ma'am. Sam? Call it."

The other paramedic, Samantha, looks at her watch. "Time of death: 10:12." Another call was made and soon the coroner's van pulls up.

Outside on the porch.

Emily arrives about five minutes later. She runs up the walk way and pauses briefly, not believing that her friend is gone. Then she spots JJs parents on the porch.

"Emily, did Jenny call you?"

"Yeah, she did. Where is she?"

"In her room."

Emily runs inside and up the stairs. She finds JJ in her window seat and goes over to her.

"Jen."

"Emmy! There so much blood. And h-her eyes. They didn't h-have a l-light in them."

"It's okay, baby. You're okay. Just take a breath and try to calm down. Okay sweetie?"

"This is all my fault! I should have known something was wrong!"

"No, no, no! This is not your fault. Okay? Rosie just had some problems going on, and she must have thought this was the only way to fix it. But it is in no way your fault. do you understand."

"But-"

"No, no buts. It isn't your fault, baby. I promise."

"Okay. It isn't my fault."

For the rest of the day tears are shed. Sandy and Michael cry for the loss of their child. Elijah and Jennifer cry for the loss of their sister. Sandy is barley able to dial the numbers for her parents, sister, and brother-in-law.

Family arrives for comfort. Sometime around three pm Amber convinces Jack to help her make lunch for everyone although Sandy, Michael, Eli, and JJ only eat a little bit.

Shortly after lunch, JJ tires out from crying so much.

"Close your eyes, Jen. I'll be here when you wake up." Emily whispers to her, gently running a hand through her hair.

"Promise?"

"I promise, baby."

Approximately 27 hours Later.

Emily woke to JJ tossing and turning. And mumbling in her sleep.

"Jen, wake up. Come on, sweetheart. It's just a dream. It isn't real."

"I dreamt about Rosa." JJ says, beginning to cry again.

"I know you did, mariposa. But, it's going to be okay. Ros is at peace now. She didn't feel good, and now she is at peace." The two lay back down and fall asleep again.

Two Days Later. Rosaline's funeral.

Today is Rosaline's funeral. Today Michael and Sandy say good bye to their daughter. Today JJ and Elijah say good bye to their sister. Today Karen, Kenneth, Fredrick, and Regina say good bye to their granddaughter. Today Jack, Amber, Maria, and Calebsay good bye to their neice. And today Emily, and many other students say good bye to their friend, and classmate.

JJ, Elijah, their parents, and grandparents, stand in the front. JJ stands to the right of Eli with her parents on her right side. Directly behind her is Emily who has her arms around JJ.

The funereal was a beautiful one. Almost the entire high school student body came. Rosaline's friends are sadden at the fact that their friend did not share her problems with them.

When everyone goes up to lay their roses on Rosaline's coffin, JJ tightens her hold on Emily's hand.

"Come with me Emmy."

"Of course I will."

The two walk up to it and lay their roses on the coffin.

"I swear I'll keep my promise Ros. I'll protect JJ as best I can, and if I shall have to leave, then I promise to find her one day and never let go again."

"I love you, Rosie. I'll miss you a lot."

"Come here." Emily pills JJ away and wraps her in a big hug. Both girls have tears streaming down their faces.

"Promise you'll never, ever leave, Emmy." JJ whispers.

"I promise, baby. I will try my very best to never, ever have to leave you."

Rosaline Alexandra Jareau

June 9th, 1978-August 1st, 1995

Rest In Peace Rosie

Hippiechic81 wanted me to write about Emily helping JJ with her sister's suicide. I figured the best way she could help was by being there, especially at the funereal.

If you were able to get through this let me know how I did.

If you or anyone you know are having suicidal thoughts, please contact this crisis hotline: 1-800-SUICIDE (1-800-784-2433).