Chapter 8
JJ pulled her knees tighter to her body and rested her chin on top of them while she waited for Reid. She had managed to calm down enough to get through the day and even if the sight of Emily made her blood boil, she had pushed that aside for the sake of their job. She knew she couldn't go home yet. Even if Will had been honest with her, he had still cheated on her. She could find it in her heart to forgive him since he'd been drunk, but she couldn't forgive Emily for seducing him and then lying about it. Because that's what it was. A lie.
"Here you go, Jen," Reid said as he came back out to the living room with a cup of coffee.
"Thank you," she replied when the hot cup warmed her hands. "And thank you for letting us stay here. I didn't know where else to go."
"You're always welcome here, and so are Henry and Julia." Reid smiled. "Now tell me what's going on."
"You know what's going on. Will cheated on me with my best friend," JJ said, the despise for Emily evident in her voice.
Reid nodded, looking down at his coffee cup, while thinking about what to say next.
"What did she say when you confronted her?" Reid finally said, his eyes going up to meet hers again.
JJ's eyes darkened slightly at the thought of Emily's excuse. She had to take a minute to answer so that she wouldn't sound too angry and possibly raise her voice.
"She said he raped her," JJ spat, her hands tightening around her cup, making her knuckles turn white.
Reid wasn't able to hide the shock on his face. Whether it was because Emily had told such a lie or that Will had done such an inhuman thing, she didn't know. The younger man had to be on her side on this. She knew that her husband wasn't capable of what Emily said he did.
"And you think she's lying," Reid stated.
"Don't you?" JJ asked incredulously and when Reid didn't answer right away she continued. "I know Will. He would never do that. He couldn't hurt a fly. We both know how good Will is to me, Henry and Julia."
Reid shrugged and waited a couple of seconds before he replied.
"But you also know Emily. Would she really lie about something like that?"
"She's lied before," JJ grumbled.
"To protect us," Reid mentioned. "She wouldn't lie to save herself like this."
"Are you taking her side?" JJ asked, angrily.
"No, I'm just saying that the Emily we both know wouldn't lie about rape. We both know she has been acting different this last week... Maybe that's why?" Reid shrugged, not daring to meet JJ's dark eyes.
"No, because she's had an affair with my husband," JJ said, her voice an octave higher. This time she wasn't so sure if it was Reid or herself she was trying to convince.
Reid quietly watched his colleague and friend as she was battling with her own mind. If she really thought about it, she knew that what Emily said might be true. Emily had been wearing more make-up... Was it to cover up what Will had done? And the bruises on his face that he'd supposedly gotten in a bar fight... Or the time when Emily needed to talk to her but froze when Will spoke. It was all in front of her, so clear.
"But why?" JJ shook her head. "Why would he go after my best friend?" Her eyes met Reid's. "I really hope you're wrong here. I hope that they had an affair because that means Emily hasn't gone through..."
JJ couldn't finish the sentence, tears welling up in her eyes. Reid put his cup on the table and took JJ's out of her hands so that he could hold them.
"Maybe there's a perfectly fine explanation," Reid said, not believing his own words.
"I need to go talk to him. Right now," JJ decided, standing up quickly and pulling her hands out of his.
"Are you sure that's a good idea? I think you need some time to calm down first."
"I am calm and I'm going. Can you watch Henry and Julia? I will be back in an hour," JJ promised and started off towards the door with Reid close behind.
"Just think about this..." Reid tried.
"I'm done thinking. I need answers. I'll be right back."
JJ didn't let Reid respond before she left the house. She hurried over to her car and started it before she'd even closed the door.
How could she had been so stupid? She had been so angry with Emily and when she finally told the truth, she hadn't believed her. She had been one of those people who didn't believe in the rape victim.
Though why would Will say they'd had an affair? Of course it would lead to Emily telling the truth... Unless he thought she'd be too scared to... Or too ashamed. Whatever had happened between the two, JJ wasn't going to like it. Whether it was an affair or Will forcing himself on Emily.
30 minutes later JJ parked the car in the driveway, noticing that Will's vehicle was gone. Still JJ decided to go into the house. Even if Will wasn't there to answer her questions, she might be able to find something.
As she entered the house she took out her cellphone and dialed first Will's number and when it went straight to voicemail she called Reid instead.
"Are you okay?" Reid answered.
"Yes, yes... Will is not here," JJ told her friend.
"So what are you going to do?" he asked, nervously.
"Look through his things."
JJ wasn't really sure what to look for and where to look for it, but she needed to find something.
"And if you don't find anything? Will you come back then?"
JJ took a second to ponder that. What if she didn't find anything? Of course he wouldn't have proof lying around for her to easily find.
"Then I find where he's run off to," JJ said, starting up the stairs to their bedroom. "And if Emily did tell the truth, I have a pretty good idea of where he is right now." JJ murmured the last part.
Quietly she started to rummage through Will's stuff, every drawer, ever corner, desperate to find something... Anything... She put her phone away on the dresser, putting it on speaker so she could still talk to Reid.
"I can't find anything," JJ sighed. "I don't think he has any evidence here."
"I don't like the sound of you going over there," Reid told her. "What if he hurts you."
"He won't," JJ said, sounding certain of that fact. "I'll call you later, okay?"
Reid hesitated before agreeing and they both hung up. JJ pocketed her phone and left the master bedroom.
Walking down the stairs and out to her car, she knew she couldn't prepare herself for what she'd find out when she arrived at Emily's.
She had just started her car when an all familiar vehicle sped up the street. Turning off the ignition, JJ furrowed her eyebrows. As her husband stumbled out of his car, JJ hurried out of hers. Her eyes widened at the sight of a bloodied and banged up Will. He didn't even meet her eyes as he limped towards the entrance of their house, clearly ashamed of something. Unless he didn't know she was there which was highly unlikely.
"What happened?" JJ tried, but she got no answer as Will worked on unlocking the door, which seemed to be an impossible task for him. "Will, what did you do?" Still he ignored her. "Answer me!" JJ shook her head when her husband still wouldn't talk to her. "Oh my God... You actually did it."
As everything became clearer, tears sprung to her eyes. Without another word she turned around and ran back to her car. If Will was in this condition she needed to know how Emily was.
Emily was waiting for him that night. She knew that he'd pay her a visit after what he'd told JJ and since the blonde obviously wouldn't spend the night with her husband it would be easy to sneak of. So when someone knocked on the door she wasn't surprised to see his evil smirk through the peephole. Maybe she shouldn't have opened, but she didn't want to show him any fear. Right now she needed to confront him and get this to stop, because apparently threatening to tell JJ didn't work on him. Though, the amount of times she'd told herself that now almost made her laugh.
Letting out a deep sigh instead, Emily opened the door and was immediately pushed up against the nearest wall. His right hand went around her throat as his left was roaming her body.
"Stop," she said, firmly. "We need to talk."
Will didn't stop, however. He was already excited and Emily could feel it all too well.
"We can talk later, babe," he whispered in her ear as he worked on removing her turtleneck.
Emily shook her head and with all her power she kneed Will where it'd hurt the most, in his groin.
"Fucking bitch! You will pay for that!" Will said, charging at her, but Emily dodged the blow he tried to give her.
"No, I am done playing the victim here!" Emily was fuming. "You told my best friend that we were having an affair. You made it look like I wanted this," Emily yelled at him.
"I think you do," Will grinned at her. "This dominant/submissive game turns you on."
Emily let out a scoff, her hand going through her hair. "You're crazy. I used to think you were the perfect father and husband, but you've proven me wrong." Emily shook her head. "JJ loved you so much."
"Yeah, well JJ's boring. She can't even take the time to pleasure me." Will stepped closer to Emily. "But you can."
"I'm not letting you do this again," Emily said, glancing over to the staircase, wondering if she would make it.
"You say that every time, but you just can't stop the inevitable."
After one more look at Will's smirking face, Emily took of towards the stairs. This reminded her of a bad scary movie where the stupid blonde women ran upstairs instead of out the door. But those women didn't keep a gun in their bedroom either.
Will caught up with her quickly, his hands reaching for her dark hair, making her fall backwards down the stairs. Her head hit the floor and black spots immediately clouded her eyesight. It took her a full minute to even realize what was happening.
Will dragged her across the room to the kitchen table where he immediately secured one of her legs to the table. This time he didn't use handcuffs on her legs. He used something else that she wasn't really sure of what.
Her head was throbbing and it made it difficult to think, let alone do anything. She was sure she had gotten a concussion.
Will helped Emily up and restrained the other leg too. As her mind became slightly clearer, she started tugging on her restraints and flailing her arms backwards, hoping they'd connect with Will. They did and Will stumbled backwards with a groan. Emily tried to get her legs loose, but they were secured too tightly and the man behind her was back sooner than she had hoped for, a knife held under her chin. She wondered when Will had gotten this violent. The hitting, the knife, the rough sex...
"As much as I love it when you fight me, I'd really like to fuck you know," Will whispered, the hot breath against her ear giving her chills. "Unless you want me to slit your throat."
Emily considered that for a moment. It would be better if he did. She would be out of JJ's life and they could go back to being a family. Though, what's to say he wouldn't go after someone else? Like Garcia. Or maybe even JJ.
"Just get it over with," Emily spoke through gritted teeth.
Will removed the knife and pulled her arms behind her back.
"That's my girl."
