CM Fic: Emily/JJ: "Broken glass" 4/?
Title: Broken Glass
Author: Carly Carter
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pairing: Emily/JJ
Disclaimer: Don't own anything
Rating: PG- Some violence
Summary: Emily receives an unexpected visitor in the middle of the night...
Set in the old days, just after JJ discovered she was pregnant.
AN: Forgive my complete character assassination of Will. I'm not a Will hater, this story just came to me...
AN2: I know I still have 3 unfinished Emily/JJ fics that I should be finishing before starting anything new...But I couldn't help it.
Dedication: For frenhu who listens to all my crap, and inspires me to keep writing. You are seriously awesome. Also for each and everyone of you who has taken time to read and leave such positive comments, its means the world to me. I can't thank you enough. You guys seriously rock!
Chap 1 http:// carlyisnot.livejournal.com/24920.html
Chap 2 http:// carlyisnot.livejournal.com/25386.html
Chap 3 http://carlyisnot.livejournal.com/26540.html
AN: Thank you sincerely to all those wonderful people who have taken time to leave feedback, it always makes me smile to know people are reading and enjoying the fic. It inspires me to continue.
Disclaimer: Apologies in advance for this chapter. It's far from realistic. Will is just brainless, not to mention certifiably insane. JJ comes off rather fickle and callous, Emily is kinda a bit bitchy (aw but you can forgive her surely after all she's been through), and the team are just thick as bricks to not see what is right in front of their faces. But if you can overlook all that, please continue reading....
Chapter 4...
JJ took a moment before returning to Emily's room. A million thoughts were plaguing her mind. First and foremost- Emily's well being. Why was she taking so long to wake up? How long would it take for her to recover from this? Secondly- Hotch and his questions. It was unsettling lying to him. Even more unsettling was imagining Hotch knowing intimate details about the relationship between her and Emily. Thirdly- her fiance Will. JJ knew now, for certain, that baby or no baby, she could not marry him. How was she going to tell him? How would she cope with being a single mother?
Garcia's voice snapped JJ from her thoughts.
“JJ are you ok?” She asked.
JJ nodded, but Garcia was far from convinced.
“Hotch rang before. He was asking some awkward questions.”
“I know, he called me too.” JJ told her
“I didn't know what to say, I hope I didn't....” Garcia's voice trailed off.
“Garcia, it's ok. Emily and I never expected anyone to lie for us.”
“Do you have any idea who Emily was seeing?” Garcia asked.
JJ flinched at the thought. And Garcia regretted the question immediately.
“No idea.” JJ replied quickly.
The two sat in silence in the hospital corridor, until JJ asked softly “Is it totally wrong that I completely resent the thought of Emily with someone else? That I resent her for it?”
“Well.” Garcia answered gently. “You are engaged to someone else. Don't you want Emily to find someone too? To be happy?”
No, JJ thought, I don't want her to find someone else, I want her to be mine. But to Garcia JJ answered “Happy? Someone nearly killed her, how is that happy? I want her to be safe.”
“We all want that, JJ.”
“I can't marry him.” JJ blurted out suddenly.
Garcia sat, speechless.
“You're shocked.” JJ told her.
“I...well. Yes, and no. I'm just not sure....” Garcia began.
“You think its too late? That Emily found someone else? That I've lost her for good and there is no way back?” JJ challenged Garcia bitterly, as if the entire mess was Garcia's fault and not her own.
“That isn't want I was going to say. What I was going to say was, this isn't a great time to go making life decisions. And that if you decide that what you want is to be with Emily, make sure it's for the right reasons. Make sure it's for real, for you and Emily both.”
Though Garcia's words, and her eyes, displayed kindness and not judgement, JJ felt condemned. Felt as if Garcia was looking at her and thinking what a terrible person she was to have hurt Emily in the first place. What a terrible person she was to now be contemplating doing the same to Will. And worse, how pathetic she was to be sitting by Emily's bedside loving her so intensely when Emily had clearly moved on.
Suddenly, JJ didn't think she could go back into that room and face Emily. She turned, and glanced longingly towards the exit door.
“Come on.” Garcia took her by the hand.
JJ hesitated, the desire to run and hide was strong.
“JJ, Emily needs you. If nothing else, as a friend. There will be time to work everything else out later. For now, this is where you need to be. Come.”
…..~ …..
Emily felt groggy as she opened her eyes for the first time. She was overwhelmed with confusion, and aching all over. As her eyes focused, she found herself staring into the face of Will La Montagne. He was staring silently down at her with a curious expression on his face. Of all people, why did she have to open her eyes and see him? Every time she looked at him it only served to twist the knife a little deeper, reminding her once and for all that she had lost JJ for good.
“Will?” Emily managed to mumble “What the hell happened?”
“You don't remember?” He replied cautiously, searching her face for any signs of fear, of anger, of anything that would indicate she remembered the vicious way he had attacked her.
“No. What happened? Is JJ ok?” Emily asked.
Will sighed. All Emily cared about was JJ. JJ wasn't Emily's to care about. JJ was Will's. “I'm not sure if JJ is ok.” He answered, taking pleasure in the look of concern that flashed across Emily's face. “You really don't remember a thing?” he taunted her.
Emily shook her head, too weary, confused, and scared for JJ, to notice the odd expression in Will's eyes, to even stop to wonder just why Will was sitting by her hospital bedside in the first place. All she knew was that deep in her heart was fear that something had happened to JJ. That was the only thing that mattered.
Smiling to himself, Will released his grip on the pillow in his hands. The pillow he had only moments ago been contemplating suffocating Emily with. Perhaps this would work for him after all.
He placed the pillow down on a near by chair, only moments before Garcia and JJ burst into the room.
Overjoyed to see Emily awake, JJ had run towards her, not even taking notice of Will standing in the corner of the room. It made Will wish that he had finished Emily Prentiss off once and for all as he slipped unnoticed out of the hospital and into the night.
…..~.....
Hours later, the rest of the team congregated in the hospital corridor. After interrogating Emily for an hour, it was clear she remembered nothing. She had looked to the team with confusion when they told her she had been attacked in her home, and suggested she may have been entertaining a date that night.
“Absolutely Not.” Emily had informed them.
“Are you sure, you don't remember much about that night.” Hotch said.
Even JJ was looking to her like she was lying. JJ of all people, who knew how completely heartbroken she was over JJ and Will's engagement. How could JJ stand there and accuse her of seeing someone else?
“I am perfectly sure!” Emily answered.
Seeing that Emily was getting agitated, and remembering the doctors warnings not to let her get upset, to let the memories resurface on their own, JJ pushed the rest of the team outside, reminding them Emily needed to rest.
…..~.....
“What do you make of that?” Rossi asked as the four men stood in the hospital corridor.
Hotch shook his head “I don't know. It's possible Emily wasn't on a date at all. It's also possible she is hiding something from us.”
“What makes you say that?” Reid asked. “I didn't get that impression at all.”
“It wasn't anything Emily said or did. It was JJ and Garcia. They are both hiding something. I just don't know what it is. Or why.”
“The person who was with Emily that night might not be the same person who attacked her in any case. We may be looking at this all wrong.” Reid announced.
“If that's the case, If Emily was seeing someone, and that person isn't responsible for this attack, then where are they? Why aren't they here at her bedside?” Morgan wondered aloud.
The four men exchanged puzzled glances. No closer to solving the mystery of the vicious attack on one of their agents, until Hotch received a message on his phone.
“What is it?” Rossi asked.
“They found a match to a fingerprint on one of the broken pieces of glass at Emily's apartment.” He announced.
“And?” Morgan prompted. “Are you going to tell us who it is?”
“Will La Montagne.”
…..~.....
Once they were alone, JJ took Emily's hand, telling her not to worry about anything, to just rest.
Emily pulled her hand away hastily. “Don't look at me like that, JJ.” She said bitterly.
JJ was shocked and hurt by her tone. “Like what?” She asked.
“Like you believe I was seeing someone else. How could you think that? Don't you know...” Emily let her voice trail off, not wanting to put her heart on the line again by proclaiming her undying love for JJ.
“Emily, it's ok if you were with someone.” JJ tried to make the words sound heartfelt. But the fact was, it was not ok for Emily to love someone else. It just wasn't.
“You calling me a liar?”
“Emily, no. I'm just saying, you don't remember...”
“I'm not like you JJ. I love you. With all my heart. And when I love someone, even if they have totally rejected me, it's not possible for me to run out and find a replacement just like that.”
JJ felt like she had been punched in the guts. She knew Emily had a right to be bitter. She knew she had hurt Emily terribly. It was just that she had never really seen the devastation in Emily's eyes. Emily always did her the courtesy of hiding it well behind a mask. And now, for the first time, JJ received a glimpse straight into Emily's heart. JJ didn't know what to say.
“So tell me,” Emily began. “Just what is it that has you all thinking I was on a date with someone anyway?”
“The doctors said we should let your memory come back on it's own.” JJ answered quietly.
“I don't give a shit about the doctors. Tell me.” Emily demanded.
When JJ remained silent, Emily rolled over, facing away from the blond woman “Fine then, I should have known better than to expect a straight answer from you.”
“Emily please..” JJ pleaded, though she couldn't find any words to finish that sentence.
“Just get out, JJ, and don't bother coming back.” Emily ordered coldly.