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"What are you doing here? H-H-How did you get in?" JJ was frantically looking around for any way to escape what was sure to be a bad situation.
The young Cajun was leaning against the door frame of her bedroom, one booted foot propped behind him on the white wooded frame.
"Well, that isn't any way to treat the love of your life, now, is it, JJ?" Will's Cajun drawl made her shudder with every syllable. "I've been sitting here all night waiting for you. Do you know how long I've been here? Two hours! Two hours I've been sitting here, trying to prepare the most romantic setting for you and you make me wait. Where have you been JJ? Answer me."
At a loss for words, JJ looked around the man currently leaning on the door frame to her bedroom. Open mouthed at the scene, JJ took in the rose petals on the bed, the lighted, scented candles, and the meal of fresh fruit and champagne on a beautiful tray. At any other moment, with any other man, this may have been a fantasy of hers. That fantasy was instantly shattered as realization dawned on her what Will had in mind.
Doing her best to stall, JJ looked at Will, internally pleading with herself to find some sincerity in her voice and…apologized.
"I'm so s-sorry, Will. I got caught up in some files, and d-didn't realize what time it was. I-I-I've been so lonely without you that I've gotten used to j-j-just staying at work." JJ tentatively took her left hand out to stroke Will's arm, hoping the simple contact would convey to him what her heart didn't feel.
"Aww, now, come on cher. Why didn't you just say you were lonely? I would've been here sooner, you know that. I hate to think that you've been sitting here alone every night just eating your cake frosting and drinking your diet cokes." Will grabbed JJ's hand, stroking the top of it with his thumb.
Feeling all of what little saliva she had left in her mouth leave, JJ swallowed hard. Somewhere between the thought of he's been watching and I'm not really crazy JJ suddenly realized that she was going to have to get out of here fast. Looking around, JJ remembered that her purse was still hanging on her right arm, luckily carrying her sidearm and cell phone. Unfortunately, she was going to have to distract Will.
Terrified as to what she may have to distract him with, JJ decided to keep him talking, eyes pointed in another direction.
"Wow, Will. All the h-hard work you must have had to gone to, to set this up for me. I really appreciate it and it's so s-sweet of you." JJ licked her lips as she spoke, all the while her heart was beating against her chest as she deftly reached into her purse for her sidearm. Quietly coughing as she clicked off the safety, Will turned to see her face.
"Are you getting sick, cher? All of those long hours at work and on those cases you must be exhausted. You're going to run yourself ragged. You know, you weren't looking so hot on that last case in Vermont" Will's eyes did their best to show concern; however, all JJ saw was crazy.
Pausing in her movements, JJ asked "How do you know about my case in Vermont, much less, how I looked?"
"Come, now, honey. Someone's got to keep their eye on you. I have to protect what's mine. You're a pretty girl, and when I'm not keeping all the suitors at bay I've got to make sure you don't let yourself go. Wouldn't do for a detective on the force to be keeping his nights with someone who didn't measure up. All the guys know about you. What would they think if I couldn't control you? If my woman stepped out on me or turned sickly looking? Wouldn't do at all." JJ did her best not to bite his finger off of his hand as it stroked down the side of his face. Trying to remember all of her FBI training and profiling, JJ simply nodded.
"You're right, Will. I'm glad you're here to help me relax. You m-must have noticed how t-tired I've been." JJ gritted her teeth as she did her best to lean in to Will's touch, playing the part of a loving girlfriend.
"Well, that's not the only reason I'm here, cher. It's a special night for us, remember?" Will palmed her cheek with his right hand, all the while standing up straighter, his relaxed posture of earlier long forgotten.
"W-what do you mean, special night?" JJ racked her brain to figure out what he was talking about, fearful that an incorrect answer could cost her very dear.
"Don't tell me you've forgotten our anniversary." Glaring at her accusingly, Will tightened the hold he had on JJ's face, no longer tenderly palming her cheek. "This is a special night, one I've been planning for weeks. This night means everything to us, and, and you've gone and forgotten!" Will's face was red with fury, has hand holding JJ's face so tight she could feel the bruises forming. Using the hand on her cheek, Will shoved her to the floor.
At the instant she landed, JJ lifted her firearm and aimed it at Will. "Get out of here now! I don't want you in my house ever again and I want you to stay away from me!"
Noticing the tremble in her hands, Will took advantage of her uncertainty and took a small step forward. "Cher," he whispered softly, "you don't want to do this. You won't shoot me. You don't have it in you. And if you do, when you miss, you'll regret it." Lunging forward, Will managed to push the gun out of JJ's hands. JJ, however, was ready for his move and managed to lift her foot and connect it with the detective's groin.
"You'll regret that. I'm going to make you suffer and then I'm going to kill you!" Will spat as he rolled on the hallway floor.
JJ, for her part, didn't stop to find out what he had to say. She managed to get on her feet again, but was unable to find her gun. Her only other means for safety was to get out of her house and pray that her neighbors were home. The biggest problem was that she had to get by Will to get downstairs to her front door, the window to her freedom. Grabbing the cell phone out of her purse, not having time to dial now, JJ threw her purse down in an effort to avoid anything that Will could grab as she ran by.
Will was still huddled in the fetal position on her hardwood floors, not saying a word but breathing deeply. Trying to catch him while he was still vulnerable, JJ ran toward the steps, hoping to jump her way past him.
Will quickly grabbed her knees as she ran by, his previous incapacity a distant memory, causing JJ to land on her back with a loud thud. Realizing that she was at the top of the stairs, JJ grabbed the rung of the railing and kicked at Will with all of her force. Her foot hit him in the side of the head and disoriented him for a second; just enough time for JJ to get on her feet again. But not enough time to run down the steps before Will pushed her down them