I'm Here For You

Chapter 7: Discussions.

The next morning was hard on the two agents now living under one roof, as they weren't exactly sure as to what to say to one another.

After getting off the phone with a very angry SSA David Rossi, who promised to have Hotch start the papers for filing charges against the bastard who hurt J.J, Emily had returned to the living room to find an unbelievably pissed off Derek and a hysterical Garcia.

"Emily, how come we didn't ever notice the marks? We could have locked that sick bastard up over a year ago, but we didn't and J.J's been hurt all this time!" he exclaimed, quietly so J.J wouldn't heat him. He was currently pacing back and forth across the living room floor. Emily looked up from a very upset Garcia and held a finger to her lips, gesturing down the hall to where J.J was supposedly getting changed into clothes that weren't covered in parking lot mud. Garcia let out a sob, and the brunette agent pulled the colourful woman into an embrace, holding her close.

"How could we not see it, Em? How did we just let my sunshine get abused by her fucker of a husband for a year and a half? The poor woman, she...she never said anything to us. Why? Why wouldn't she tell us?" Garcia cried, wiping away at the tears that slid down her cheeks.

"Okay, I've heard enough of this." Emily began, standing up from her seat on the couch next to Garcia. "I know that you're mad and upset at Will, and at J.J. Hell, I am so tempted to grab my gun right now and put a bullet in that bastard's skull. But, we can't. We need to accept the fact that she didn't tell us, and not be angry about it. You two didn't see the terror in her eyes when I first saw her in the shower. Jennifer is terrified that Will is going to hurt her again. That's why she didn't tell anyone, she figured that if she didn't tell anyone, she would be able to keep us safe from Will. And now that people know about it, she's going to be ashamed and scared. What we need to do is be there to support her, and go on acting like everything is normal again. Alright?" Emily ranted, letting go of the breath she had been holding and looking both of the agents in the eyes.

With a sigh, they nodded their heads; Garcia taking out a Kleenex and fixing her makeup, Morgan slowly counting to fifty, as ten wasn't working. Emily smiled.

"Okay. Thank you. Now, Rossi told me that he was going to have Hotch put out all of the paperwork needed, and get a warrant to arrest Will. All J.J needs to do is go to the hospital to give her statement and have pictures taken as evidence. So, we're going to eat pizza, and I'll bring you two back to headquarters, and we'll see what happens with J.J from there. Okay?" she asked the other two agents in the room. They nodded their heads, and Morgan got up to get plates and napkins. Garcia excused herself to the bathroom to fix her make up properly, and Emily went to find J.J.

The two women almost ran into each other once again as J.J was leaving the guest bedroom, now donning a pair of beat up blue jeans and a grey hoody that covered all the markings on her, except the scratch by her left eye and the one following her right cheekbone.

"How you doing, Jayje?" Emily asked softly, moving to rest a hand on the blonde's shoulder, but deciding against it at the last minute, causing the movement to look awkward and tense. J.J sighed, running a hand through her damp hair.

"I...I'm not sure how I'm doing Em. Dealing as best I can." She said simply. Emily nodded, her eyes full of sadness directed to the other FBI moved in to hug the blonde, and actually followed through with the action, pulling her best friend in close to her. She held the exhausted blonde to her front for a moment, no one saying anything. But they didn't need to. They just stood in the hallway, conversing silently.

When J.J decided that she did indeed feel a bit better, she relaxed her grip on the brunette and they let go of each other. The blonde woman sighed, once again playing with her hair.