A/N: This story takes place in the weeks after Zugzwang, but will not be canon with the rest of the current season. Emily never went to London, so Blake never took her place. I do not own Criminal Minds or any of these characters. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy!

Jennifer Jareau tossed and turned, hoping to get at least a few minutes of rest before her alarm clock rang out an end to yet another sleepless night. Her eyes finally began to close, but she was jolted awake by the sound of her alarm and she sighed heavily. JJ rolled over to where her husband, Will LaMontagne, usually slept, and wasn't surprised to find he wasn't there. This was not the first night lately that Will had opted to sleep downstairs on the couch instead of in bed with his restless wife. JJ felt bad, knowing her nightmares and constant worry were taking a toll on her marriage. She only hoped that her young son, Henry, wasn't being affected as well.

JJ pushed all thoughts away as she dragged herself out of bed, heading for a quick shower. As the hot water poured over her, she allowed her fears and worries to come rushing back. It was as if she had finally let herself be happy, marrying Will and convincing her best friend not to go to London. Both of her families had been faced with threats to break up and she had managed to save them both.

Now, months later, she couldn't stop thinking that she had made a mistake. What if Will hadn't wanted to marry her anymore and did it only for Henry? What if Emily resented her for convincing her to pass up on such a big opportunity? All of this was enough to make her feel crazy with worry without the added horror of the nightmares.

It had been a few years since she last had the nightmares about her sister's suicide, not since the choking game case when she had finally shared her pain with Hotch. They hadn't been working any cases involving suicide lately and she hadn't spoken to anyone else about it since that day on the jet. It didn't make sense that the nightmares were back now and JJ was beginning to feel like they were a warning.

Most of her thoughts were focused on Spence, considering the rough time he was having since Maeve's death. She wished there was something more she could do for him, but things just hadn't been the same between them since she had helped Emily fake her death and kept it from him. He had forgiven them both, but they definitely weren't as close as they used to be. Spencer really didn't want to talk to anyone about Maeve and JJ feared that his holding it in would drive him crazy, or worse…

"JJ!" Will yelled through the door. "What are you doin' in there? You're gonna be late!"

JJ sighed, frustrated that she'd let time get away from her. "I'll be out in a minute," she called back, turning off the shower.

"Henry and I are leavin'," Will's voice sounded distant. "We'll see you tonight."

JJ wrapped a towel around herself and opened the bathroom door. The sight of her little boy instantly made her smile. She leaned down and kissed his forehead.

"Have a fun day with Daddy, baby. I love you," she almost whispered to her son.

She stood to kiss Will and he moved slightly so that her lips landed on his jaw.

"Well, I'll see you later," she told him, brushing off his actions. "Love you."

"You too, JJ," Will said hesitantly, turning away. "Come on, Henry."

JJ watched them go, her husband and her baby boy. Dread filled her heart and tears filled her eyes as she realized things probably wouldn't be this way for much longer.

A/N: Let me know what you think!