Title: Blue-eyed Angel, 3/?

Author: Goddess Evie

Date: December 28, 2011

Category: JJHR, Angst

Summary: Moving slowly along; Hadji finally gets some real face time with Jonny and Jessie really is quite pissed at her father.

Disclaimer: I do not own JQ. I make no money off this story. I am only using the characters for my own unique story. I also do not own "Wonderwall" By Oasis but I do absolutely love the song. I merely use it to enhance my humble writing and pay a little homage to such talented musicians.

Author's Notes: Not much happens in this chapter and I do feel like I'm rehashing a lot of information, but I wanted to write SOMETHING and keep the story going, so here's chapter three. The most important thing was Hadji actually getting to see Jonny. I am making it my goal to do better at including Hadji in this fic, because I have a tendency to be Jonny/Jessie-centric (imagine that, me, a JJHR writer) and though I can easily weave in their fathers, Hadji seems to be more of a challenge. Hopefully next chapter will be more exciting, but I'm glad I at least have this chapter to offer you.

One last thing before we get started: I am doing a TON of research on the law and court procedures for a murder/self-defense case AND criminal law, but I don't claim to be an expert and don't promise to get everything right. I am doing my best, however, so if something is wrong, I simply ask you to forgive any oversights and to remember that his IS fiction, and fanfiction at that, so give me some slack.

Chapter 3: There are many things that I would like to say to you but I don't know how.

Benton and Hadji waited to see Jonny sitting in the same room they'd met Race and Jessie in. Dougan had assured them he'd bring Jonny to see them as soon as possible. Benton checked his watch. That promised had been made twenty minutes ago. In another thirty seconds he would go find Dougan and his son himself.

Hadji put his hand on Benton's arm to calm him. "He will come. Detective Dougan has not let us down. He will not fail this time."

Just as Hadji spoke, the door opened and Jonny walked in escorted by two policemen. He wore handcuffs along with the orange jumpsuit but didn't seem bothered by them. Once he spotted his family he watched them with an intensity in his eyes that had been absent before. The guards escorted Jonny to a chair, then retreated out of the room, closing and locking the door behind them. Hadji reached out and placed his hand on his brother's and Jonny looked at their hands together for a long time.

"Jonny, are you okay?"

Jonny breathed in and out, then closed his eyes. He squeezed Hadji's hand with both of his own. Benton leaned back in his chair, not in control of his emotions and having no idea what to say to Jonny.

Hadji leaned in close to his brother and spoke to Jonny in a low voice for only Jonny to hear. Jonny showed he was listening by opening his eyes, though he looked at nothing in particular. Benton only heard a word in every five or six and he made no move to hear their conversation better. He trusted the relationship his sons had with each other and would not interfere.

Benton's vibrating cell phone startled him and he pulled it from his pocket to check it. The number on the screen was the same one he'd dialed for Liam Fitzmichael a half hour ago.

"Boys, I need to take this," Benton apologized.

Jonny merely glanced at his father, but Hadji nodded. "We understand. We will be fine until you return."

Benton knocked on the door to be let out and answered his cell as the door closed behind him.

"Dr. Benton Quest? This is Liam Fitzmichael."

"Yes, Mr. Fitzmichael. I appreciate you calling me back so promptly."

"When the world famous Dr. Quest calls you, you don't waste time calling him back. What is it that I can do for you? People don't call criminal defense lawyers without a good reason."

"It's my son. He's being charged with murder, but we're looking for a self-defense charge."

"That is heavy stuff. Has he had his bail hearing yet?"

"He won't see a judge until tomorrow."

"Can you come see me today?"

"I'm staying at the police station until I can post Jonny's bail and bring him home."

"If the judge even allows him to be released on bail. With a murder charge, it's likely the judge won't even let him go."

"That can't happen, Mr. Fitzmichael. I don't care what it takes. Money is not an issue. Do whatever you have to do."

"I'll come down and see you. We'll get started right away."

"Thank you, Mr. Fitzmichael."

"Expect me in 45 minutes."

Benton hung up and then went to check on his boys. Much like with Jessie, Jonny did not respond to Hadji, but Hadji still spoke to his brother. Benton rubbed his beard, then dialed Race's cell. Race picked up after the first ring.

"How are things going down there, Benton? Anything new happen?"

"I just talked to a lawyer, a Liam Fitzmichael. Our attorney, Mr. Grant, assured me he's the best defense lawyer in Maine. He's on his way to meet with us as we speak."

"I'm checking him out right now. How are the boys?"

"They had to put Jonny in the holding cells, but Hadji and I are utilizing our visitation rights. Hadji's in with Jonny now."

"Has he spoken at all?"

"Not a word. How's Jessie?"

Race sighed loudly. "She's on video conference with Estella at the moment, but I had to pull her out of a freezing cold shower about fifteen minutes ago. She'd been in there an hour."

Benton shook his head. "We need to get a therapist or psychologist for them. They need more help than we can give them."

"I'll look into that, Benton. You worry about Jonny. Looks like Mr. Grant was right about this Liam Fitzmichael. The man's got an impressive record."

"Let's hope he can help Jonny. Will Estella be joining us? I imagine she'll want to be with Jessie."

"It'll be a few days, but she's already making preparations."

"Good. I'll make sure Mrs. Evans knows so she can prepare a suite for her."

"I know you're eager to get back to Jonny and I need to go check on Jessie. Call me if anything develops."

"I will and keep us updated over here as well."

Benton and Race said their goodbyes and then Benton turned back once again to gaze at his sons through the two way mirror.

Hadji watched his brother very carefully. After seeing the look in Jonny's eyes the first time they'd been able to stand face-to-face, Hadji knew just how seriously the events of the afternoon affected Jonny. He also knew he had to get Jonny talking, but forcing the words out of him would never work. Getting Jonny to talk would be a delicate process and Hadji didn't doubt he played a key role.

"Jonny, I am here for you. When you are ready, you know I will listen. And whatever you have to say you know it will not change how I or our father or even Race or Jessie view you."

Hadji leaned back to note Jonny's reaction, but Jonny stared at the table without any change. Hadji squeezed his brother's hand and continued to speak.

"What I have heard about the events of this afternoon have been all speculation, but I understand that what you did saved Jessie."

Jonny flinched and Hadji paused to see if he would react further, but Jonny didn't move again.

"I do not know if anyone else has said anything, but I hope you know how grateful we all are that you could find her and rescue her. If you had not arrived when you did, well, you know she means a lot to all of us and we all would have done anything we needed to help her."

Hadji hated himself, but he needed to know where Jonny's boundaries currently were. He was definitely reaching them. Jonny shook and the previously neutral expression on his face turned distressful.

"Shhh, Jonny, it is okay. I am sorry. Please just remember that Jessie is safe and that father and I are here."

Jonny's hands had a death grip on Hadji's and Hadji squeezed back. "We are all safe and I am right here. Whenever you need me I am here. I will not leave you. I promise."

Jonny leaned his forehead on their grasping hands and Hadji thought he would cry but he didn't, though he breathed heavily.

"I promise. You know you can talk to me about anything, say anything. When you are ready. I will be here. I promise."

The door opened to admit Benton. Hadji looked at his father with a grim look, his mouth pulled down slightly in a frown.

"You two okay?"

Jonny sat up but didn't look at his father or Hadji. Hadji shrugged. "We are no worse or better than when you left."

Benton took the seat across from Hadji and added his hand to the pile.

"I just spoke with Race. He and Jessie made it home safely."

Hearing Jessie's name got Jonny to react more quickly than anything else. He turned to look at his father with the most life and alertness either Hadji or Benton had seen yet.

"She's fine. She's speaking with her mother, who'll be coming to stay with us. She wanted to see you."

Benton spoke the last statement directly to Jonny and Hadji again carefully studied Jonny's reaction. He didn't move even to breathe as he waited for Benton to say more.

"You can see her for yourself when we take you home tomorrow. I know she's worried about you too."

Jonny nodded though the movement was barely perceptible. He leaned back in his chair, pulling his hands away from Hadji and Benton. Hadji exchanged a look with his father.

"I also spoke to a lawyer who's coming to meet us now. His name is Liam Fitzmichael and he's going to represent us in court."

Jonny bowed his head and Benton stopped talking. Hadji glanced at his father, but Benton gazed at Jonny and Hadji could see he was in deep consideration. Hadji leaned toward his brother again, resting his hand on Jonny's arm, though this time he didn't get any kind of response, and began to speak to him again in soothing tones.

Race knocked gently before he entered the study where Jessie still conversed with Estella. Jessie looked over her shoulder with alarm then turned back to her mother. Race crossed the room to stand behind his daughter where Estella could see him. The look she gave him after seeing the condition their daughter was in was filled with concern, and Race returned it emphatically.

"Jessie, if you need me for anything, don't hesitate to call. I'll be there in a few days."

Jessie nodded, then rose and walked out of the study without saying goodbye. Race watched her go, then flopped himself into the chair she'd vacated.

"Well?"

"Nothing could have prepared me for that, Race. I've never seen her like that and you guys have been through some pretty scary stuff."

"And we were lucky…until now. Did she tell you anything?"

"She wouldn't say a word about what happened, but she's worried about Jonny. She's not at all happy with his arrest and she's extremely angry with you."

"I know. I'm the only target for her to be angry at right now. Hell, I'm angry at myself."

"Roger, don't. Jessie needs you too much for you to harbor such feelings. Let go of what could have been and just focus on her."

"I will. I promise."

"I'll see you soon."

Estella disappeared from the screen and the screen itself disappeared. Race pulled himself from his seat and went to look for his daughter. He found Jessie sitting on the stairs with her arms crossed over her knees and her forehead resting on them.

"It's been a long day. Have you had anything to eat?"

"I'm not hungry."

"Benton has a lawyer on his way to help Jonny. The very best in the state."

"Good. Maybe he can do what you couldn't."

Jessie rose as she spoke and slipped around her father, leaving him standing speechless.