A/N: Thank you so much to all those who nominated 'Safe & Sound' for Best Angst in the Profiler's Choice Awards on Chit Chat on Author's Corner. It made the final voting ballot, and I'm off to fill in my votes now. If you want us (yes, us!) to win, you better head over there and vote as well.

This isn't a one man show. All of you have motivated me so much to write this, despite the difficult subject matter, and for that reason, we are a team. Should we win, it's a group effort, a team award.

I love you all.

Disclaimer: I don't own CM.

Her eyes drifted open to darkness. JJ found herself completely tangled in the sheets of her bed, and quickly kicked her way out of it.

With gentle circles, she caressed the growing bump, praying for the day when the baby would kick, just so she would know he or she was healthy and ok. Her mother had practically force fed her, until JJ had realised that not only was she making herself unwell by not eating, she was hurting the baby too.

As she woke up more, despite the early hours, she was overcome with a sensation she hadn't really felt in a while.

Desire.

Lust.

Need.

Very slowly, she inched the hand on her bump further down, sliding beneath the waistband of her cotton sleep shorts. Her other hand moved under her shirt, coming to rest over her very tender and sensitive breasts.

Slender fingers stroked her most tender area. Her breath hitched in her throat as her fingertips applied the tiniest amount of pressure to the most sensitive part of her body.

"Will...oh god...uh," JJ gasped breathlessly as Will's talented fingers built her up and brought her ever closer. His face hovered above hers, one hand between their naked bodies, touching her, loving her.

"Go on, JayJay. Let go," he whispered, his Southern drawl floating to her ears. One last stroke and JJ was spiralling out of control. Pleasure exploded through her body, sending shockwaves of bliss to the tips of her fingers and toes.

Dipping under the band of her panties, JJ dragged her fingers over her pearl, letting out a sharp gasp. Her strokes steadily got faster as her hips bucked up into her hand. Her muscles clenched as her climax began to build. Her fingers pulled, pinched, and stroked her nipples, her breathing getting irregular and fast.

"I've always wanted to make love under the stars," JJ whispered in Will's ear as he gently kissed her neck. Lying on her back on the soft blanket that was spread over the grass of their backyard, stars littered the night sky.

"Tonight, my darlin', you will," Will murmured against her skin as he began kissing a trail down towards her breasts.

And just like that, she fell over the edge, biting her tongue to stop from crying out, so hard that she could taste blood.

As she caught her breath, coming back down from her high, tears spilled over as she pulled herself out of bed and into the bathroom. Leaning over the sink, she spat blood into the basin, before taking a mouthful of water and rinsing her mouth.

She missed Will so much, it hurt.

Chris knocked gently on his sister's bedroom door, pushing it open just an inch so he could call out to her.

"Jen. You decent?" he teased lightly. The door was gently pulled from his grasp, revealing JJ in front of him, a small smile on the corners of her mouth.

"Hey," she said softly. "Where's Mom and Henry?"

"Oh, Henry wanted ice-cream, so Mom took him out to get it," Chris reported. "Why don't we go for a walk?"

"Sure"

Five minutes later, with the house locked up behind them, JJ and Chris were walking side by side down the road. JJ was awfully quiet, her eyes cast down towards the sidewalk as they walked in sync.

"Let's go over here," Chris said softly, pointing across the road to a small empty park. JJ followed his lead, walking slightly behind him as they crossed the street and walked down the slight incline to a shaded park bench. She noticed that it reflected her childhood; as a little girl, she had literally followed her brother's footsteps everywhere he went.

Sitting down beside her brother, JJ pulled her knees up to her chest, resting her chin on them. Chris was watching her with concern, wanting to take away his little sister's pain.

"Jen...you know I would've come straight home if I'd known about Will," he said softly. JJ lifted her head, turning to her brother and nodding.

"I know"

JJ shifted slightly, her sleeves riding up her arms. Chris felt a wave of sadness wash over him as he saw the scars on her forearms. Sandy had told him that JJ had cut herself, but he hadn't seen the scars.

"I don't want you to hurt yourself. I hate seeing you so upset," he said quietly. JJ looked at her brother, her inner profiler immediately spotting the pain and guilt in his eyes. Reaching out, she took her brother's hand, giving it a squeeze.

"Chris...it's not your fault-"

"I'm your big brother, Jen. I'm supposed to protect you," Chris cut in. JJ couldn't find the words to say; in a way, he was right. He had always been her biggest protector until Will came along. And after she'd met Will, he made it clear that he was still looking out for her all the time.

"This wasn't something you could protect me from. It wasn't something that came at us; it came from inside. To put it simply, once we found out, all hell broke loose," JJ muttered. Looking up at Chris, she took a deep breath.

"I miss him. Every second of every day, I wish he was still here," she told him. Chris nodded.

"Completely understandable-"

"And I'm pregnant with our second child," JJ blurted out. Chris froze in shock. He'd known about the cutting...but not that.

"Oh my god...," he murmured.

"Yeah...that was pretty much all that went through my mind too," JJ added.

"Jen, how are you still functioning? Most people would expect you to be an absolute emotional wreck right now"

"Henry. He keeps me sane. Having you and Mom in the house reminds me that I'm not alone. Every day I get a text message from at least two of my team members, asking me if I'm ok, if I need anything, that they're thinking of me, and that they miss me. Altogether, it reminds me that not everything I had in this world is gone," JJ admitted. Chris stood up, taking JJ's hands and pulling from the seat into a hug.

"You're not on your own, midget. Everybody loves you, and we're all looking out for you. I promise"

Stepping off the elevator, JJ walked towards the glass doors of the bullpen. Upon her mother's suggestion, she had decided to go and see the team, knowing that seeing them would make her feel a bit better.

On the other side of the doors, she could see Morgan, and the new agent, Alex Blake, lightly teasing Reid as they worked. Hotch and Rossi were standing outside Rossi's office door, deep in conversation, presumably over the open file in Hotch's hand.

Pushing open the glass door, JJ stepped inside the bullpen. Alex looked up, thinking she'd heard the door, and smiled widely to see the blonde she'd only been briefly introduced to a while back.

"JJ!" she said warmly, catching everyone's attention. JJ smiled softly, moving closer as Morgan stood up.

"Hey Pennsylvania," he said lightly, pulling his colleague into a hug. "How you holding up?"

"I'm ok. I missed you guys though," JJ admitted as Hotch and Rossi came down the steps.

Morgan smiled, but he could tell there was more to it than JJ let on. He'd noticed how thin she was when he hugged her, and he could see the pain in her eyes. But she had just lost her husband nearly three months ago; he wasn't about to call her out on it.

As everyone hugged JJ and made small talk, Morgan made a promise to himself that he would always stand by JJ, and he would make sure she wasn't in pain for the rest of her life.