A/N - Hey guys, a close friend of mine died suddenly today. I probably won't update while I come to terms with it. Thank you for understanding and please read and review x

JJ woke up first the next day, her eyes flickering tiredly opening. She was awfully sore from having spent the night on the couch beside Emily, and her back cracked painfully as she yawned and stretched. The blonde looked beside her and smiled at what she saw. The brunette agent was sprawled half on the couch and half on the floor and she was snoring softly. Her hair was strewn wildly over her face, moving each time Emily breathed out. JJ chuckled quietly to her self.

""Huh I don't snore." Yeah right Prentiss," she scoffed, still laughing as she pushed her exhausted, sore body up and off of the couch.

JJ made no rush as she strolled towards her bathroom. She desperately wanted a shower as spending a night on the couch did nothing for the way her hair looked at the moment . The blonde agent stripped of her baggy pyjamas and carefully stepped in the shower, but the voices immediately started again. You're disgusting. Your friend doesn't care about you at all. Lies. All lies. She massaged her temples, urging the cruel whisper to stop. You're nothing.

Before long, JJ had showered, washed her hair and was now changed into her work clothes. The only thing that would stay on her were a pair of size 00 skinny jeans. She paired that with a blouse, which she tucked into her jeans, and a baggy blue cardigan. She was hoping to get away with wearing this extremely casual attire. The blonde decided to just let her hair dry on it's own as for the last few weeks it dried almost instantly.

JJ walked back towards the living room, expecting to see her friend still sleeping peacefully. Instead she bumped into the brunette, who obviously had the same thought as her.

"Oh sorry Em! I didn't see you there," JJ quickly apologised, rubbing her ribs where she had just hit them. "You know where the towels and everything are, don't you?"

Emily nodded, her eyes closed shut. JJ laughed at her friend wholeheartedly, tapping her on the shoulder and leaning in to whisper something in her ear.

"And by the way - you do snore!" The blonde whispered, before practically running towards the kitchen.

"Do not!"

About 10 minutes later, JJ tapped her foot anxiously as she waited for Emily to be done in the shower so that they could both head to work. They still had an hour before they had to leave but JJ wasn't sure why she felt so stressed. Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap...

The sound of the apartment doorbell buzzing loudly startled the poor blonde. She jumped dramatically into the air, her heart pounding in her chest. JJ clumsily made her way to the entrance and opened the bolt and the lock before slowly opening the wooden door to her apartment. She did not expect to see who was on the other side at all, her eyes widening in shock.

"Mom?!" The blonde agent gasped, "what are you doing here?"

"Well that's no way to greet your mother now, is it Jen?" Sandy joked, pushing the door open further so she could walk into her daughter's apartment. She could sense that something was not quite right and eyed the empty food containers on the kitchen counters nervously.

She noted how JJ's clothes were hanging off of her loosely, almost uncomfortably. The young woman's hair was obviously thinner and her face was gaunt, not to mention the dark, purple bags that sat under her eyes.

"S-sorry Mom, just wasn't expecting you. At all." JJ stuttered, now being able to speak. "I have to go to work in an hour so I can't hang around..."

"Oh that shouldn't be a problem dear, now come and give your old mother a hug. I missed you," the older woman replied, pulling her reluctant daughter into a hug.

Sandy then realised that what she expected was true. Her daughter was nothing but skin and bone. She knew that her daughter being completely cured of her disorder when she was younger was near to impossible, but she should have known better than to just assume she was fine when she clearly wasn't.

The blonde woman decided not to say anything until she knew for sure. Images of her daughter's time in the eating disorder clinic didn't hesitate to pop into her head as she walked into JJ's kitchen. Sandy wanted to cry as each and every cupboard turned out to be empty. The only thing in the fridge was a litre bottle of water.

Sandy turned around to smile sadly at her daughter. She knew the statistics for people diagnosed with anorexia off the top of her head. Only a third went on to live a perfectly normal life after their first diagnoses. - a statistic she never thought she'd hear herself say again.

Sandy opened her arms, beckoning the younger blonde to give her another hug. She kissed the top of her head lovingly and squeezed her daughter tightly, letting out a sob when she took into account how little left there was of her.

JJ let out a strangled cry. She had dreaded the day her mother would come and realise what was going on. She cried into her mother's arms, not caring how vulnerable she looked. Her mascara ran down her face, leaving dark black streaks in their place. You're so fucking stupid. You're going to gain weight and be more fat than you already are. You are a fucking waste of space.

"Make it stop," the young blonde cried, "make it stop, please."

Her mother rubbed her hands up and down her only daughter's back reassuringly.

"We are going to go and get you help and we will kick this bitch to the curb. I will stay by your side the entire time, don't you worry." Sandy paused, looking into her daughters' eyes.

"You're going to have to tell your friends sooner, rather than later though honey. You know that, right? They deserve to know. Aaron will already know about what happened when you were younger from reading your file," Sandy tried her best to console her. "I can go in with you if you like?" She proposed.

"I'd like that," JJ agreed, pulling back from her mother's arms before wiping the tears on her sleeve.

"You've beat anorexia once and you can do it again Jen, and I'm not going anywhere."

Neither of them noticed that Emily was hiding in the doorway a few metres away, shocked at the recent revelation. It dawned on her that her best friend had every single one of the symptoms and that she should have been paying more attention. The words that were uttered next, sent shivers down the brunette's spine.

"I'm scared Mom," the younger blonde admitted, the fear clearly could be heard in her voice.

"I am too Jaybird," Sandy confessed, pulling her daughter closer to her and squeezing her just that little bit tighter.

"I am too."