Disclaimer: See Intro
Warning: None
Summary: "Because the heart beats under a covering of hair, of fur, feathers, or wings, is it, for that reason, to be of no account?"- Jean Paul
A/N: Drabble with 300 words starting after the quote. JJ's POV.
Chapter 3: Jennifer (JJ)
"Everybody has a bad hair day, but us girls still like to be told we look nice even if we don't feel like we do."
-Cat Deeley
Finally home. After three days of travel, chasing unsubs barely a shower- I just want to take a long hot relaxing bath. I want to try out that new treatment Pen told….me….about... Would you look at this mess? How much of a mess can a toddler and a grown man make? There are clothes everywhere and is this Henry's cup? Ewww, what was in this?
I leave for three days and this place looks like a pig's sty! Ridiculous! Will had better have a good, no a great explanation for this. Let me start cleaning. Wonder how bad does the kitchen look. What's dripping? Brown stuff dripping from the ceiling? What the hell…? Ewww it stinks and now it's in my hair! Great my phone is ringing. The day care says Henry is sick and I have to pick him up. I don't have time to shower, let me just grab this towel and wipe this mess… Oh, God this stinks too!
Back at the BAU, the daycare workers are looking at me funny. I lean down to pick up Henry and the first thing he does is vomit…in my hair. And there goes his lollipop, sticking in my bangs. Whose idea was it to give a sick kid this kind of candy?
On the way to the car, a bird passes over. Bird crap. In my hair. I can't believe this is happening to me. We're in the car going home. Almost there Henry and…why is the car stopping? And six houses from ours. Now I've got to walk with a sick toddler. Is that thunder? Really God? By the time we reach the house, Will arrives as I'm trying to unlock the door. His only words to me…The way you look, with your hair wet, is just lovely.