Save me - an Ashley Olsen story

I'm Fine

Hey guys, get ready for fluff and angst

"Are you going to let me help you?" She asks and I laugh. I didn't let her help change me or help to in the bathroom earlier. "Maybe" I say and I feel her smile against my neck. "I just want to take care of you. You always are taking care of me" she says and I hum. "I'll try my hardest but we all know I'll do anything you asked" I say with a small laugh and she laughs against my neck. "mhmm good" she says and leans up to kiss my lips which I happily accept. "Night, love you" I mumble against her head. "Love you, goodnight Jay." She whispers and I let myself relax. This isn't so bad. Maybe it'll just bring us closer together. This can't be so bad, it's just a month and a half... Right?

POV JJ

My eyes snap open and my breathing is heavy. I go to sit up but pain shoots through my whole body causing me to groan. "Fucking shit." I mumble and then groan again when I realize why I'm in pain. This sucks I think and then look over seeing Ashley is asleep. I grab my phone and see it's 5am and internally sigh. I know I have to take my pain meds soon and they are in the kitchen so I go to push myself up and get ready. Well that plan sucked because I got up sure after like 10 minutes and then had nothing to walk with because my I'm in bed rest for 2 weeks and my crutch is conveniently in the living room. I hopple a bit now having to use the bathroom. It takes like an eternity, ok 10 minutes, to get there and I collapse onto the counter. This shit is harder then running after a suspect I think and slowly start to untie my sweatpant strings. I scoot over to the toilet and slid my pants down as far as my cast would let them and sat down with a huff. After doing my business I get myself decent and slowly hobble to the living room to get my crutch. That process was 10/10 not recommended. Zero stars. I think I may be internally bleeding again, that or my insides are on fire. Every movement feeling like I'm getting kicked or punched. Not fun. I finally get to the living room with the help of the wall and any furniture that was a long the way. I see my crutch and hobble over sighing when I grab it. Once I get it on my left arm since it was my good one and less beaten side, I make my way to the kitchen. I'm not hungry and don't plan on eating anything but I have to take these stupid meds because Ashley told me I had to. But.... Then again will she even know? I take the antibiotics and the low dose of pain med because I'm not that crazy. I opt to not take the opioid and some other pill that I know makes me nauseous. I slip them into the sink drain and wash them down to get rid of the evidence. I then grab some water and make my way to the couch.

I've been sitting on the couch for about an hour watching the news on the case. Emily and Hotch had done the informing for this one sense that's usually what I do but I was clearly not available. Mine and Morgan's face get splashed over the screen and they talk about how we were recovering and some other shit they don't know. Then just my luck they keep talking about me because I've been spotted with Ashley, now I'm far from oblivious. I've seen the paps when we've been out and I've always positioned myself in just away that it would block Ashley. They have their rumors but they can't get anything on me since everything on me is protected by the FBI which is nice. They don't know much about Ashley since she keeps her life private so really they don't have shit just a few images and "stories". I get bored and channel surf until I see Age of Ultron and decide to throw it on. A bit later my phone rings and I see that it's Hotch. "Hey Hotch, what's up?" I ask. "Hey JJ, how are you doing?" He asks. "ok, little sore but not bad" I say. There's a pause and then I hear him take a breath making me worry. "Jennifer, um. The Bureau is wanted answers and the media has gotten wind of some pieces and they are spinning them making the FBI look bad. They are putting statements out and Morgan and you have filled out the proper papers for now but.... They're looking for someone to blame and I'm worried it'll be you." He says and I furrow my eyebrows. What did I do? I did nothing wrong... I clear my throat, "why? I.. I didn't do anything." I say confused. "Yes I know that and so do they, they have already cleared both you and Morgan. But the media got wind of Micheal having a mental disorder and you know how everyone is with that right now. They're saying he didn't have to be killed or we could have helped him more." He says. I take a breath and rub my forehead using my bad hand since y left held my phone. "So what? They want me to take the blame? Hotch I was kidnapped. Morgan was kidnapped. He help us, beat us. What do they expect us to do? I used all my training" I say frustrated. "I know, JJ I know. I'm working the problem. We all are we're not letting them out this on you. That blow to the head as clean and just the right spot. It wasn't on you. The explosion nothing. Nothing was on you ok?" He says and I nod but then realized he can't see me. "Ya, ya. Um, what can I do?" I ask. "Nothing. If they're smart they'll get their heads out of their ass's. Your one of their best loosing you would hurt them more. Just let me and the team deal with this for you. You get better ok?" He says. "Ok, please keep me updated though" I say and he okays it and we say our goodbyes and I hang up. I set my phone down and sigh. I just want to scream, yell, puch something. They don't know shit, they are pencil pushers that don't know the first thing about being in the field. I'm so in my head I didn't realize I was clenching my bad hand until pain shoots through my wrist causing me to groan. I don't know why I'm getting so mad this easily maybe it's a build up of pain, exhaustion, anger of being hurt, anger for not being able to do anything myself, anger for failing to help him. I'm just feeling everything all at once and all my emotions just let go. I don't even try to stop the tears I let them fall. Sobs begin to leave my mouth jolting my whole body. Not even caring about the pain I just clutch my hair and not hold back.