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He'd left.
Will LaMontagne had crumbled and left.
As Jennifer Jareau stood in the kitchen, gazing down unseeingly at the counter before her, she shook her head in disbelief.
He'd left...
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Will LaMontagne Jr. had never been keen on the idea that his son was deaf.
Will was a normal new parent in the sense that he refused – or couldn't accept – the fact that his son was deaf. But unfortunately, he was worse than most technology-seeking-problem-solved parents in as such that he didn't want to do anything, or make any change. His son was fine and perfect - everything else would happen with time.
Sure, he'd learnt a sign or two to appease JJ, but he never used them when he was at home minding Henry, and freaked out when Henry made movements with his hand. What did the kid want from him?
Attempting to get away from it all, he'd been spending more and more time at work, until finally ... he'd left.
It had all come to a head two days earlier when the newly walking Henry had toddled into the kitchen and signed 'milk' to his father. Will had frozen up and looked down at the signing child in front of him. He couldn't do this.
Unable to understand what Henry wanted, scared of what would be needed of him in the future, and unable to cope with the decisions, needs and demands that came with raising a deaf child, he'd upped and left, fleeing back to New Orleans.
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He'd left, JJ told herself one last time, the reality hitting her. She was now a single mother.
As Henry came flying into the kitchen and wrapped himself around his mother's legs she blinked back tears. She had Henry, and that was all that mattered. Grinning as Henry signed 'up' she bent down to pick him up, hugging him hard and covering his face in kisses until he squirmed in resistance.
She could do this.