"I still don't know how Rossi managed to pull together a wedding on such short notice," JJ sighed out as she flopped back against the soft mattress in Rossi's guest room. He had given them the mansion for the evening, choosing to go home with Erin, instead. JJ tried not to picture exactly what they were up to, but there were still a few images floating around in her brain.
"When you have more money than God, cher, you can get a lot accomplished in a little bit of time." Will smiled down at her as he quickly disrobed. There were still bright wounds on his body, the evidence of everything that he had gone through the previous day, and she felt herself begin to tear up a little. "Hey, this is the happiest day of our lives, Jen. There's no reason to cry."
She shrugged a little as she turned onto her stomach, letting him run the zipper of her mother's dress down her back and tug it off her body. "I just came so close to losing you, that I feel like all my emotions are shimmering at the top of my skin. I feel like I've failed you a little, too, since we haven't been able to get pregnant again. I hope that my miscarriage didn't screw things up down there."
The bed dipped under his weight, and she looked up at him, tears rolling down her cheeks. "Hey, if having another baby is really important to you, we can go get checked out by one of them fertility specialists, and see what we're doing wrong."
She nodded a little before letting a yawn split her face. "That sounds good. Would you mind terribly if we just slept tonight? We'll have the rest of our lives to sleep together."
"This is true," he replied as he picked up her dress and hung it back on the hanger. "And I don't really think that I should be doing too much strenuous activity quite yet."
"That's true." JJ yawned again before pushing herself off the bed and padding over to their bags. Rummaging around, she pulled out a silky teddy before heading back to the bed and crawling beneath the covers, resting her head on the soft pillows as she watched her husband pull on a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt. "So, where would you like to go for a honeymoon?"
"I was thinking someplace familiar. Since we got married so quickly, we weren't able to invite any of my family, and I'd really like to show you off."
"And it would be really nice to show Henry where you're from." She sighed a little as she snuggled into the covers, breathing in the fresh scent of Rossi's laundry soap. "That really would be perfect. I'll have to see when I can get time off."
"I rather think that you should be able to ask for anything and get it at this point, cher. After all, your husband did almost lose his life."
She laughed as she shook her head. "You know how bureaucracy works, Will. Much though I would love to just demand three weeks off to get to know our family better, I would still have to fill out forms, in triplicate, to explain why it was necessary. I'll try for July, but it could be as late as August or September, especially with us having to hire a new agent to replace Emily."
"She's leaving again?"
JJ nodded as she scooted in close to him, resting her head on his chest and listening to his heart. "I think that she never really returned to us. So, she took Easter's offer to work with Interpol, and will be leaving for London as soon as she can get out of her lease."
"Do you have any idea who will replace her?"
JJ shook her head slowly, feeling sleep slip over her like a heavy blanket. "I wish that I did. I just hope that it's another woman. It would be weird to be out in the field with just the boys."
She winced a little as Will's fingers dug into her side, the pain enough to shake sleep off her brain. Turning her head a little, she saw that he was frowning deeply, and JJ wondered what was bothering him so much. "Why would it be weird?"
"Because it would. I'm already a bit of an anomaly, Will, and sometimes the local leos talk about the women on the team. It's not often, usually when we're in smaller towns, but it does get under your skin. I cannot tell you the number of times that I've been asked if I'm in a relationship with Emily or if I have a husband back home, with the implication that I should be there, being the good little wife, pregnant and barefoot. And we both know that is not me at all."
He let out a tiny scoffing noise, and JJ felt hurt at that. Knowing that this was still a sensitive subject between them, she tried to push the hurt feelings aside as she turned her head back down and began to play with the hem of his shirt. "Well, I suppose that you'll just have to flash that ring of yours more often," he murmured lowly, his hand beginning to stroke her hair.
The gesture soothed her nerves, and she nodded a little. "I suppose that I will. This is a gorgeous ring, when did you pick it out?"
"After you had Henry, actually. I knew then that I wanted this to be forever, and I knew that I could be patient, until you were ready. After all, it took you a long time to admit that we were going out in the first place."
"They all knew, I should have just admitted things in the very beginning. It would have been a lot easier. I'm just not good with secrets, it seems."
"We all have our strengths," he said, his fingers hitting a snarl. She hissed in pain and reached up to scratch the spot absently, dislodging his fingers from her hair. "I hope I didn't pull any hair out."
"It's okay, I pull enough out as it is when I hit a tangle," she replied, her eyes starting to feel gritty from exhaustion. "I think that I'm going to be drifting off to sleep, now," she whispered as she rubbed her cheek against his chest.
"Me, too. This weekend took a lot more out of me than I thought."
She nodded and closed her eyes heavily, concentrating on the way he breathed, letting it soothe her to sleep. Only vaguely did she hear Will whisper something that sounded an awful lot like "You will always be mine, Jen. I will never let you go." The sinister tone he used sent a small shiver down her spine before sleep took over, blocking out the rest of the waking world.