I'm hoping you are all enjoying this story. I plan to have fixed a few mistakes from the last chapter right after this is posted. Also, sorry if this is late, but I'm currently stuck in a whirlwind of doctor visits right now so hold on with me please, and I hope to have this up by tonight.
Will pulled up to the house. He guessed that Jennifer must have just gone to the stor efor some groceries. He wished she hadn't, since she hadn't had many true days off lately that she wasn't consumed in taking care of Henry and chores. He smiled at the thought of all the things his wife did for them and for this country. She was one hell of a woman, that was for sure. Getting out of the car, he grabbed the food he had picked up for her and started inside. But what he saw stopped him dead in his tracks.
The door was still somewhat open and a blood trail led from the door to where her car should be. And laying next to where the blood trail ended was JJ's phone, completely ran-over and busted. Will began to freak out in the inside, and grabbed his service weapon, holding it ready in front of him. Heading inside he called for his wife. Entering their living room, he noticed a lamp completely broken, like someone had thrown it at somebody else. He saw the blood trail slowly leading upstairs. "JJ?!" He called out again, becoming increasingly worried about whatever was upstairs. He checked a few of the rooms, gun first, before slowly entering. He then started closer to their bedroom, where the blood trail seemed to bothe lead and receeed from. He noticed that the side table and dresser had been rensacked. But whoever it was must have found what they were looking for because although all the drawers of the dresser had been overturned, only one out of two drawers on the side table had. Also, these were the only drawers ransacked at all.
Lowering his weapon and holstering it, he grabbed out his cellphone and called his buddies to come over and investigate. He tried calling Hotch, but no one awnsered. He called Rossi and got the same response. Morgan, the same response, and so on and so on. No body was answering thier phones.
By the time his friends got there he was in full panick. He wondered how on Earth this could possibly be happening. They assessed the scene and told Will to go pick up Henry and take him to go stay with a relative. JJ had an uncle who was a retired army vet and police officer. He decided to pick Henry up and take him there.
On his way home to help out some more, Will got a call from one of his buddies. They told him where they had tracked the car to, and Will felt a sigh of relief. He told his friend it was Penelope's apartment. He guessed that JJ probably just went over to Penelope's, dropping her cellphone on the way. Someone else probably came after she was gone. It had just to be coincidence, it had to be. One hell of a coincidence, He thought. If everybody was there, that might explain why they weren't answering. Maybe they just had the music up to loud.
He agreed to meet them at Penelope's, where they were heading just to make sure she was alright. Will was close enough that he would probably just be a few minutes behind, and he was finally able to breathe.
Derek and the others stood there in silence for a few seconds... Surely nothing had happened to Hotch. There's no way anything was happening right now. They were all panicking on the inside, but too stunned to awnser on the outside.
After a few seconds, it was the cops to break the silence. "Is Jennifer Jareau here?" The taller, but much younger one, asked. JJ started towards the door. "That's me," She asked questioningly. Worries about Will and Henry flooded her mind. "Is Will okay?" She asked quickly, hoping all to God the answer was yes this time.
"He's fine," he older one was now answering. "He was worried about you, your place was left in quite a dissaray," He noticed her wrapped hand. "Luckily you're alright, I mean besides your hand. It doesn't need any medical attention does it?" Both of them were still very worried about the young woman. They had both been working alongside Will long enough to know his wife pretty well, even though they weren't close enough to will but to meet her more than twice.
After a few minutes, JJ's brain finally caught up with her fast emotions and she recognised the two men. "You're Officer Cooper and Bandito, correct?" She asked, they nodded and she asked where her husband was.
"He took Henry to a relative. He's on his way now." As it was almost a cue, Will came running out of the elevator. The two officers stepped back, allowing Will to take his wife into an embrace. "Well, we better get going," They said. Will offered a thanks but did not let go of his wife, who was now crying on her shoulder.
"We'll leave you guys to talk," Morgan said, relieved. He pulled Garcia into the back bedroom. She layed down and began crying. He lay facing her, wiping her tears with his hand around her waist, allowing him to eventually pull her closer so she could cry over his shoulder, and he could cry over hers.
Will was stunned and wondered was was bothering his weeping bride. She pulled him over to the couch and the two sat down on the couch. He wondered about what it could be. His worst fear was that maybe she had cheated on him, maybe the baby that she was carrying wasn't his. But he pushed those thought out of his mind, she had been so excited last night when they got home and she found out. Besides, JJ was not the cheating type. He had more faith and trust on her than anybody in the world, he cursed himself for even thinking that. "What's going on baby?" He wiped a tear from her wet cheak.
She started to talk but got a little choked up. Why was it so hard? She could usually tell Will anything. But this all... It had been waaaaay to much. She hated being like this. She had to just say it. Rip off the bandage. Will put his hand on her knee and it gave her the courage to try again. This time she was a little bit more successful. "There was.. an accident last night. Rossi, Ried, Emi..." She bursted out into more tears. Will held her tight, and reassured her that everything would be alright, but inside he was just as broken down, and tears also began to stream from his eyes. She didn't have to say they were gone. It was obvious. Over the years, they had all become close friends, and honestly right now he was feeling like he was going to scream.
Hotch could barely walk. Meekly making it into his car, he sighed and hit the steering wheel. His emotions were playing with him, and he couldn't think. He just sat there, he couldn't believe what was happening. In a matter of minutes he lost everything. His team, his friends, his family, it was all gone. He didn't want to deal with this anymore. He just didn't want this to be real. It couldn't be real.
He just sat there, contemplating for an over an hour. He knew he should really go over to Penelope's, she should find out online. That's not what he wanted to happen, but he just couldn't drive like this. After what happened last night, he didn't think he could ever really enjoy driving ever again.
He may not have been able to drive, but he really shouldn't have just sat there deep in his thoughts, as it seemed to make things worse. He began to wonder about how he'd let everyone in his life. He had never been a good enough husband for Haley. Never a good enough father to Jack. He wasn't the friend to Gideon he should have been. Niether to Rossi either. He definetely was not the leader and friend to Prentiss and Reid that he could have been.
He began to think about all the things they would have had if he wasn't in thier lives. He was a pathetic puddle of tears right now. He was worse scum than most the people he put in prison. He grabbed his gun and put it to his head. The world would be a much better place without him, he thought, as he readied his hand on the trigger.
That's when he started to hear Rossi's voice in his head. "What the hell are you doing, man? You really want to go out like this? Think about Jack, you are a great father, but if you don't think that then think this; if you leave him like this you're a much worse father to him then when you're alive. And think about the rest of the team, Hotch. They need you right now more than ever. What about JJ? You really think she deserves to lose someone else like this? It's your choice Hotch, I just hope you make the right one. "
Hearing Rossi's voice inside him gave him enough energy and courage to put the gun down and drive over to Penelope's. It took him a while to knock on the door, fear kept him back. He just stared at the apartment, his heart breaking inside him.
Will pulled himself off her, his face stained with tears, his wife's just the same. He pulled his attention to the drink he had set down beside her. "You didn't drink any of that, did you?" He asked. He was super worried about his wife, but he also was worried about the affect that JJ's mental state right now was having on her baby, and hoped that JJ hadn't made it worse by absent-mindedly drinking to curve the pain of losing the people she had loved.
"No, I didn't drink any- it's just I don't feel like telling anyone right now." JJ replied weakly. He understood, JJ obviously wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone right now about anything, especially something so contrasting to the current situation. But JJ had another reason to not want to say anything- something she and only she knew. Her mind flipped back to the night before.
JJ had asked the bartender to bring her rootbeer instead of actual alcohol. She didn't want anyone finding out just yet that she was pregnant, since she hadn't even taken a test yet. But she was pretty sure, she'd been through it before and recognized all the symptoms. But her friend had been in town the past week and was pushing it off until she left, since she'd be back in two months anyway and she could tell her then. Most likely the roomful of profiliers were going to find out way before then, so it's not like she had any say in when she told them anyways, but she had to be certain first.
The bartender handed her another drink and she looked behind her where Hotch was watching Rossi getting his butt beat in a game of chess with Reid. At the bar beside her Emily was flipping through pictures of Sergio with Penelope. She looked at her phone. Will couldn't come. She had just been sitting there staring for a little while when Emily showed up right beside her. She jumped a little.
Sorry to startle you," She joked. Looking down at Emily's drink she continued joking. "You know, I hear that Ginger Ale looks a lot more realistic." JJ blushed. Of course Emily would figure it out first. They were best friends. They knew everything about eachother.
"What gave it away?" She asked, still blushing a little. "Well, I've been sitting here for 5 minutes and you didn't notice me because you were to involved in looking at baby pictures of Henry." This made JJ blush a lot more.
"That and when I asked Marcus (the bartender) to do the same, he said that it must be baby season. Didn't take me long to put the pieces together, you've been acting like you did when you just found out you were pregnant with Henry." Wait, Why was Emily asking him to do the same? Emily couldn't be serious. She became elated at this new revelation. Her best friend was engaged AND she was pregnant.
"I can't believe it! You're serious?!" Emily thought that JJ was being a little too jubuliant. But Both girls couldn't help but smile from ear to ear. Emily nodded, and put a her ring finger over her lips, signaling her to quiet down, as both exploded in small giggles. "It's not hard because.. you know?"
Emily knew what she meant. For a second she had forgotten she had told JJ about her abortion. It wasn't something she told many people. She sat in a room full of what felt like brothers and sisters. Hotch was like the dad and Rossi was like either the Grandfather or wise uncle, she couldn't decide. But only two of them knew, JJ and Rossi. "I thought at first it would be, but it's not really."
"Well I'm glad for you. Does Jackson know yet?" Emily blushed. She planned on telling her fiance when she got back, but now she relised that he wouldn't be the first to find out. She shook her head. It didn't really matter though, she was happy JJ knew. She and JJ had both lost children before, and this would be both thier first babies since. She was glad that she had someone to go through this with. "You're going to be a great mother. Don't worry." JJ said, she had complete faith in Emily. She was so happy for her.
"I never truly saw myself as the mothering type." She paused. "But watching you raise Henry, It honestly did make me feel little maternal. Also being around Jack and Henry, I really like the little guys. Kind of makes me want a boy." She blushed and hugged JJ. "So how far along are you?"
"I have no idea, I haven't even taken a test yet but I'm positive I'm pregnant. I felt this way with Henry. Missed my period last month, morning sickness. Signs were all there." JJ looked at her friend. "You?"
"Just found out last week, guess we're going to have our kids about the same time." The two giggled and Emily proded JJ with questions about pregnancy and raising a child.
JJ's memory was broken with a knock. "Okay, that has to be Hotch," She said and headed for the door. Will stood up and looked towards the door. Morgan and Penelope came from the bedroom. Sure enough, Hotch was standing by the door.
"JJ," He said obviously out of breath and on the verge of passing out. He threw her int a hug and began crying on her shoulder. He went into a puddle of tears and slowly began to pull JJ down. After a little bit she was on her knees, holding him and rubbing his back. They stayed like this for awhile, the others standing aback frozen in shock. Never had they seen thier leader so broken and dismantled. After a bit, Morgan went into the kitchen and brewed Hotch some hot tea. Penelope reached into a higher cabinet and pulled out the tissues. When Morgan was done, she handed him the box.
"Here." He said, handing the man the tea and tissues. Hotch took them greatfully. JJ helped him up, and with Will's help brought him over to the couch. The door creaked open, but all four were to busy helping Hotch they didn't notice. Even if they had, they probably would have blamed a draft, because noone could see the three souls that walked into the room.
Hope Y'all enjoyed the chapter! Have a great Thanksgiving. This is probably my last chapter for this week, but I will try to update some more if I get any free time when I'm out. Sorry agian for it being late.