A/N - Here's the next chapter! Thank you guys so much for the lovely reviews. I really appreciate them. But keep them coming! The next chapter is going to be quite intense, so stay tuned!

Emily couldn't sleep. She had tossed and turned and twisted in her bed for about an hour before she decided to give up completely. She was way too worried about her best friend to sleep. JJ had completely withdrawn from talking to everyone and it was starting to worry not just her, but everybody else on the team.

With a sigh, she hurriedly grabbed a pair of sweats and a hoodie and practically ran out of her apartment. It was almost an out of body experience as the brunette turned on her car's engine and began to drive in the direction of her blonde friend's apartment.

She pulled up at the apartment block, choosing to ignore the flashing red numbers on her dashboard clearly reading "10:58pm". A nervous feeling began to build in her chest. She shouldn't be here, bothering her friend. But JJ needed her, even if she didn't want her help.

Before long, she was knocking on her friend's door. Number 34. The wait felt like eternity and Emily anxiously tapped her foot on the hard flooring in anticipation.

"Emily?"

It had been a long weekend, and Emily couldn't help but frown at the way JJ looked. The dark circles under her eyes had only gotten bigger, and the way JJ's pyjamas hung loosely around her already small frame just didn't sit right with Emily.

The brunette's brown eyes met her blonde friend's blue ones. They were filled with sadness and it took every bone in her body to resist profiling JJ.

"H-Hi," Emily responded, her voice shaking.

"Um...I couldn't sleep so I just hit the road and I ended up here."

She wasn't exactly lying - she couldn't sleep.

Emily watched as JJ seemed torn between letting her friend inside, and closing the door. She was relieved when the blonde moved aside and allowed her to cross the threshold into her apartment.

Emily instantly had to take off her jacket once she was inside. JJ's apartment was like a furnace, but she couldn't help but notice that JJ was still shivering regardless.

The brunette chose to sit down on the grey couch in her friend's small living room, just as she always did when she came over, which hadn't been for a while now that she thought about it. JJ followed her, clearly bewildered. She she rubbed her eyes tiredly, yawning as she did so. JJ watched as her brown-eyed friend patted the seat beside her, gesturing for her to sit down.

JJ slowly lowered herself onto the seat beside Emily, looking her friend up and down suspiciously.

"Why are you really here Em?" the blonde asked, rubbing her eyes again. She just wanted to sleep.

"I..just couldn't-"

"Emily, save it. I know you wouldn't just drive 20 minutes because you couldn't sleep," JJ said through her teeth. She was trying so hard to not lose her temper, but she was starving and she was currently awake on practically no sleep at all.

Emily's posture relaxed and her face softened slightly. The brunette's attention suddenly turned to picking at her fingernails, but she was stopped by a frail hand covering hers.

"I was worried about you."

JJ tensed, clearly uncomfortable with the attention being suddenly thrown on her. She nervously ran her fingers through her hair, shaking her hand to rid them of the hairs. This didn't go unnoticed by Emily, but she chose not to say anything.

"I-I don't u-understand. I'm fin-"

"No. You're not "fine" Jen. You are clearly struggling after the last case. It was hard on all of us but it seems to have affected you the most. Like, look at you!" She gestured towards her friend, "you can't sleep, you've lost weight - probably due to stress - and you won't talk to any of us. Not even me JJ! I'm your best friend."

"I'm sorry," the blonde whispered.

Inside, JJ was relieved that Emily hadn't actually caught on to what the real problem was. She hoped nobody would ever find out. They'd all look at her differently and she didn't want that.

She was suddenly torn from her thoughts by a pair of arms wrapping around her, followed by a gasp of shock

"JJ? What happened to your hand?"

"I fell," she replied shortly, no room for argument.

The brunette ignored the obvious lie but instead stood up to walk to the kitchen. She returned a short time later with a first aid kit in her hands. Wordlessly, she wiped clean the angry wound and began to dress it with white bandages.

"You do know you can always talk to me Jay?" Emily broke the silence. She paused what she was doing and looked into her friend's eyes.

JJ lifted her head and smiled a sad smile, a tear making it's way slowly down her cheek.

"I know."