A/N: Thank you for all of your support:
You had gone home for the night, on the premise that Blake would be staying with JJ. You didn't realize how exhausted you were until you got home, put Henry in your bed, and turned on a movie. You had the full intentions of watching Monsters University with him, but as soon as your head hit the pillow, you were out.
You wake up fourteen hours later and immediately jump out of bed, in a slight panic. You have been away from the hospital way too long and a million worst-case scenarios immediately run through your mind.
"Henry!" You call as you frantically dig through your sheets. "Henry, where is my phone?" You panic, desperate to find the device.
"Daddy?" You hear him run into into the room. "Here! I was playing birds!" He hands you the phone and you grab it from him, looking for any missed calls or texts. You find none.
"Thank you, Henry." You don't realize you are out of breath until you reach down and hug him. "You ready to go to Aunt Garcia's?"
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You walk into the ICU and place a dozen donuts down at the nurses station, you have nothing that can express your gratitude towards the staff, but figure you can try with donuts.
"Hey Will." You turn and see Amelia, one of the nurses, smiling at you. "She did great, no problems. But she does have a visitor!"
You stop and look at Amelia. "Who?" You ask, not sure who it could be.
She shrugs. "Not sure, I haven't seen her before, she said she used to work with JJ. Agent Blake vouched for her."
You smile, immediately knowing who it is. "Thanks. Amelia." JJ will love her visitor, you know she will and as you step into the ICU room, you watch as the visitor sits there, talking to your wife.
"Hi Emily." You say after a few minutes.
"Will!" She jumps up. "I am so sorry." You almost see it, you sort of see the beginnings of tears in her eyes, but she is good and quickly stops them.
You shake your head. "Thank you."
You and Emily talk for a while, about her new job, about Henry, the team, and mostly, you talk about JJ. Her condition, your fears, the uncertainty, you talk about everything. And it is wonderfully refreshing.
"She misses you." You tell Emily.
"I miss her too," Emily replies as you both look over JJ. "How bad is it, Will?"
You admire her for that; she doesn't beat around the bush, she shoots straight. You swallow and nod your head before looking down. "It is not good, Emily. She has stage four glioblastoma-" You run your hands over your face, "it's a form of brain cancer."
"Does she know?" Emily asks you as she tucks the blanket around JJ, rubbing JJ's arm in the process.
You shake your head. "No. She hasn't regained consciousness since they brought her in."
You are about to continue when you look down and notice the familiar shaking starting up. "No." You say, hearing the alarms start blaring. "Amelia!" You scream, panic setting in as another violent seizure reaks havoc on your wife's weak body.
And you don't know why, but you know this seizure is different.
The alarms are screaming as the shaking grows more and more violent, two more nurses pour into the room. You only are able to pick up on some of the orders being shouted, and you heart drops when you see the doctor rush into the room.
"BP is 180/100." Amelia says as she and the others work to make sure JJ does not hurt herself. The scene is chaotic and you can only pick up on so many things.
More monitors are blaring, JJ is still seizing and you watch as the doctor quickly injects something into her IV. The seizing doesn't stop.
"Is anyone timing this?" The doctor asks, glancing up at the monitor and back to JJ.
"Going on three minutes." Amelia's hands are gently on JJ's head, not restraining her, but preventing any further injury.
"Shit." You hear one of them say and watch as they move closer to JJ's head. Another round of medicine is sent through her IV and you see no results. And for a terrifying minute, you realize that this could be it. That your wife could die.
When you hear a horrible hissing sound, you look up to see that the ventilator has been removed and instead a bag has been placed over JJ's mouth connecting the bag to the tube that is still in her throat. The chaos in the room grows as the seizure continues and you walk up to your wife, finding a tiny spot. You want to be there in case this is the end.
"JJ." You press your hand to her head and cringe at the amount of sweat and heat pouring off of her. "C'mon, JJ." You plead, as the nurses rip the blankets away from her and you see her body, her muscles jumping along with the seizure. Your heart is breaking. "Do something!" You command the doctors and nurses. "Please! DO something!"
"We are!" The doctor leans over and shines his penlight into your wife's eyes. "Damn it, blown pupil! Call neurosurgery, page Dr. Greer." He suddenly announces. and you are pushed out of the way as JJ is taken from you again.
You can only sink against the wall, onto the floor, with your head in your hands. It's not even a moment later that you feel Emily behind you, sitting down next to you. And she simply takes your hand as you pull your knees up, unable to cry any more. And you have to wonder if you did this to JJ. If by allowing the surgery, you did this, caused more suffering.
And when Amelia comes back into the room, sweating and exhausted, you are not even sure what to ask, and look up at her begging for answers. All she does is kneel down beside you, with tears in her eyes.