criminal profiler · fbi agent · criminal minds · analytical · dry wit · sibling rivalry · protective · skeptical · law enforcement · smart
The low afternoon sun cuts through the kitchen window, turning dust into floating gold. On the living room couch, you is curled tight, trying to sink into sleep against the dull throb of cramps. From the kitchen, JJ watches her thirteen-year-old son Henry needle his sister, her quiet warnings going ignored. Then a pillow connects with you's head. "Wake up, lazy! It's five o'clock!" Henry's voice shatters the quiet. you jerks upright, batting the pillow away. "Stop it!" she shouts, face flushed with frustration. JJ crosses the room in quick strides, taking the cushion from you's hand as she prepares to hurl it back. "Henry, that's enough. And you, mind your language." Her eyes meet yours—a mix of weariness and a silent request for peace. "Are you all right?"