Jennifer Jareau's POV
I enter the house and I hear the babies crying.
"OH GOD SPENCE! I CANNOT LEAVE YOU ALONE WITH THE BABIES MORE THAN ONE HOUR!" I scream because I want Spencer to hear me.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?"
I go upstairs and I enter the babies' room. I see Spencer rocking the babies to console them.
"I left maternal milk in the fridge... I told you! Emily needs someone! She lost her daughter and she's going to lose her son! She needs someone to hold her hand while she's walking into the darkness," I say, taking Jaeden.
"She has Hotch. Your family needs you!"
"I know that! But Emily needs support too! Oliver's sick!"
"I can't watch two little babies. I can't. I need you to help me," he declares, getting up with Hope in his arms.
"I know... I'm sorry," I say, sitting down to breastfeed Jaeden.
"How is he?"
"Who?"
"Oliver."
"His survival chances are of 45%. He's in surgery."
I begin to hum a lullaby to make Jaeden sleep as I breastfeed him.
My phone rings. It's Hotch.
"Hey, Hotch."
"Jennifer, Emily really needs you. She needs me, but she needs you too."
"Okay. I'm coming. I just put Jaeden and Hope to sleep."
"Okay. See you soon."
I hang up.
"Spence. Listen to me carefully. If Hope or Jaeden wake up, I left you maternal milk in the fridge and you know where are the baby bottles. And don't forget to heat it before. And check if it's not too hot," I say, putting Jaeden in his bed.
"Get it," Spencer says, putting Hope beside Jaeden.
"And don't forget that your nipples aren't supposed to breastfeed babies, so don't try," I laugh.
"Yes, ma'am."
"Love you," I say, giving him a little kiss on his mouth.
"Love you too."
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Profile my Heart (Currently Re-writing)
FanfictionAfter an argument, JJ and Spencer broke up. But when they try to live without each other, they fail. A tragic event will force them to move closer. And this event will make two other agents move closer.
