You can't stay in denial for much longer. Admit it, you have a crush on the blonde. Just... a tiny crush, you think. She's attractive, smart, and, God, her hands are simply—

The door swings open, shaking you out of your thoughts. There stands JJ, with her warm smile and a touch of exhaustion in her eyes. "Hey, thanks for doing this. I owe you one, Henry and Michael promised to behave."

You wave her off with an awkward smile. She smiles at you once more, "Alright, well, I'm sure the boys are dying to see you. Come on in."

Just as JJ is about to leave, her phone rings. A serious tone settles on her face as she takes the call. It seems there's a case that requires her immediate attention. "Looks like I'll be stuck here for a bit longer," she sighs.

You nod reassuringly, indicating that everything is under control. With a grateful nod, JJ heads to her bedroom to take a nap. As she disappears into the other room, you find yourself alone with your thoughts and a couple of energetic kids. And that's how you end up with a bump on the head and a bruised ego. Great.

"Here, keep this on your head for a few minutes," JJ's voice brings you back to reality. Her warm palm gently presses a cool, wet washcloth against your temple.