JJ groaned as she tossed and turned in the couch she was sleeping on. It was so hard to get the flashes of Derek kissing and touching her out of her head. It was killing her trying to erase something that was so powerful and overwhelming. The passion that her and Derek shared was enough for a small city. JJ wished she could forget, no she wished that they could do it again without all the complications that surrounded them. JJ's eyes jumped open when she heard keys jingle in her door, Will was home. JJ began to wonder if she still smelled like Derek, if sex was still in the air and she began to wonder what would've happened if she hadn't stopped Derek, Will could've came home and see them together. She closed her eyes again and hoped that Will would think that she was asleep and leave her alone. She did not want to deal with him; she just wanted this day to go by and move on.

God must not have been listening when Will walked up to the couch that JJ was sleeping on and sat on the edge before her. He sighed before he reached out and started to caress the side of her face, hoping to wake her. Will smiled a small smile when he saw JJ stir and open her eyes slowly. "Hey JJ. I didn't mean to wake you, but I wanted to talk, get some things straight." JJ nodded before moving to sit up. She looked at him, waiting for him to say what he wanted to say. "I've been horrible, a straight up asshole and to make it worst I've taken out my frustration by leaving and sleeping around." He held his breath as he watched JJ closed her eyes and look away. "JJ wait, I know I haven't been the best fiancé, and even worst I haven't been a good father, but I want to do right by you and my son. I want to fix my mistakes and show you the man that you met down in New Orleans is still here. JJ, give me the chance to be the man I should be." He closed his eyes and prayed that JJ would give him the chance to make things right.

JJ looked at Will and felt sick; she knew what he was doing but to hear it come out of his mouth, to have him actually admit it to her face, hurt more than she could imagine. She couldn't deal with this, not with what happened with Morgan and now Will apparently wanting to make things work. Will was a good guy, was but now he wasn't the same, the feelings aren't the same. She needed space; she needed time to decide. She rose from the couch and walked to the window to look outside. The storm was worst and it seemed perfect to match her feelings. She was beyond confused. Will betrayed her and if she was in the right state of mind she should dump him because she was better than that, but then again, she did the same thing he did last night. She betrayed his trust, she slept with another man, in their bed and even worst she wanted to do it again. What did that make her, a slut, a whore? Someone who can't stay loyal to one man, but she knew it wasn't like that. It was Derek and to honest to herself, Derek has always have a pull on her, she knew if they were to get together she could never imagine being with another man.

She turned to look back at Will and she felt bad seeing him looking so lost and hurt, but she was mad as well. What right did he have to look hurt? What right did he have to want sympathy? He cheated on her; he betrayed her and their child; the life they created together. Where did this all go wrong? Why did this have to happen? She needed him to be gone, she wasn't going to deal with this, and she needed him out. She needed the visions of Derek out of her head. She needed the sounds of their combined passion to stop playing in her ears. She needed her body to stop humming from the passion it felt.

"Will," She paused as he raised his head in hope, "I need you to go. I can't deal with this right now. I need you to leave now. I need to figure out where we're going from here, if there is an us to go from her." Will's eyes fell in disappointment but he nodded in understanding. He had a feeling that no matter what he did he already lost JJ. Her heart was no longer his and he was pissed, oh he was so angry but he knew he could not give up, not now, he needed JJ and Henry in his life and he was going to do whatever he could to win her back and he was going to try his best to win her back. He rose from the couch and grabbed his coat.

He made to make a move toward her but he froze when she stepped back from him. He sighed before saying, "I understand that I have to prove myself to you now and I respect your decision but I want you to know I'm not going to give up JJ, I know we belong together and I am going to do whatever it takes to get you and my family back. We have so much more to give to this and I know I am to blame for why this hasn't worked out from the get go but I will be better. I can be better and I sure as hell am going to do whatever it takes because you and my son are worth it." Will sighed again before pulling on his jacket and walking out into the night.

JJ felt the sting of tears as she collapsed back onto the couch that she was resting. She felt like she was crying for hours before she rose from the couch weakened from the tears she shed. This was a mess; how did her life become such a wreck? She sighed as she walked into her room, ready to go to sleep and hope that everything would be better in the morning. She froze when she noticed a shirt on the floor. She gasped when she recognized it as Derek's undershirt. She paused and wondered how she hadn't noticed it before but she shrugged, too tired to care. She did grab the shirt and hugged it to herself and felt a wave of calm come over her. She felt the tears come back as she wished that Derek was here but she knew she fucked that up too. JJ ended up crying herself to sleep holding Derek's shirt on the floor, not wanting to sleep in the bed that she shared with Derek without Derek there to hold her.