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Forty five minutes away, Will rolled over for the umpteenth time in the small tent. He and Henry and spent the day fishing, hiking and spending quality time together; it had been a wonderful day. And Henry was out cold next to him, snoring loudly. Henry obviously had no issues falling asleep, whereas Will couldn't seem to shut his mind off.
Something was wrong. Something was very wrong. Will knew it; what he didn't know was what exactly was wrong. It was deep down, in his stomach, but nothing stood out to him. He felt fine, Henry was safe sleeping next to him.
That left JJ.
And the knot in his stomach got tighter; he always worried about his wife He worried about her every day she left the home, every time his phone rang and her number didn't come up; he worried when he didn't hear from her after a few hours; and he worried sick when he would hear about an officer being shot. And while he had gotten use to the constant adrenaline rush, it didn't take away any of his concern.
His saving grace came in two forms: one was that his wife was highly trained and capable federal agent; the second was her team. While he knew they didn't completely eliminate the danger, he did trust them. And if JJ was with them, he could sleep.
Forty five minutes later, Henry was at Will's side complaining of a tummy ache; thirty seconds later, Will was working to calm a vomiting child.
"Daddy, I want to go home!" Henry cried in between heaves.
"Alright, son, we can go home. Do you think you're done?" Will asked softly, rubbing circles on his sons back. Henry nodded, wiping the tears from his eyes.
"I want mommy to make me noddle soup for my tummy…" He whimpered, watching as Willbegan packing up the camping gear. Will nodded, while he hated that his son was sick, it gave him the perfect opportunity to get home and spend time with his JJ.
He didn't know how much longer it took, but soon, Will and Henry were on their way back home. Will glanced into the back seat and saw that Henry had fallen back to sleep; he briefly considered calling JJ but once he saw that it was nearly three in the morning, he thought better of it. He knew how much a phone call would scare him at that time, he could only imagine what JJ would think if she got a call.
As he drove on, another thought struck Will. JJ was not expecting them home for at least another day; her PTSD was still ever present and if she heard someone coming into her house early in the morning, Will had no doubt he would enter to find a gun to his face.
Compared to a to a physically scared JJ, Will ultimately decided the phone call was the better and safer option and just as he grabbed his phone, Henry woke up and immediately began vomiting all over himself and the backseat.
"Crud- hold on buddy!" Will glanced back and guided the car to the side of the road; forgetting about the call he was just about to make.
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By the time Will and Henry pulled into the neighborhood, Will was having a hard time keeping his eyes open. What he originally dismissed as just a nervous stomach (it was after all, Henry's first camping trip) turned out to be the beginnings of a nasty stomach virus that was plaguing the entire element school. When the vomiting had been continuous, Will began to worry about dehydration and decided to stop at the local urgent care.
Four hours, one IV and two changes of clothes later, Will and Henry were back on the road; the phone call to JJ long forgotten about.
The car smelled horrific and Will spent the remainder of the drive with the windows down to stop himself from throwing up at the smell. He hoped Henry couldn't smell it; the poor kid was stuck in the backseat with it… cleaning it up would have to come later in the day. Henry was not a happy kid at the moment, Will had no choice but to throw away his outfit that had been devastated by the sheer amount of vomit; but Henry only understood it as Will tossing away his favorite pajamas.
"Daddy! Mommy is home!" Henry's voice was soft, but he sounded considerably better than he had hours before.
"She is." Will nodded, seeing JJ's car parked in the driveway. "I bet she'll be happy to see us. Can you walk, or are your legs still too tired?"
"I can walk now, I feel better." Henry smiled and unbuckled himself from his booster seat before opening the car door and running up to the front door.
Will, in the meantime, was looking everywhere for his phone, he hadn't seen it since right after they left the campsite. "C'mon…" He whispered, digging through all the bags the urgent care had sent him home with.
"DADDY!" Henry called for him and Will sat up looking for his son.
"Coming son." Will shook his head, he'd find the phone later, he was beyond exhausted. He climbed out of the car and walked up to his son… and froze.
"Henry.. come here son…" Will's police training kicked in and he couldn't take his eyes off the front door. On the ground he saw JJ's purse and keys and phone… the door did not open. His body froze as he asked Henry to go look for his phone in the car and seconds later the boy returned as Will unlocked his door and called for his wife.
There was no answer.
JJ was gone.
