OH, GOD, wake up. this is a nightmare JJ, it has to be.

he prayed this was a dream. his girl, sat against a pole with her lower abdomen covered in blood, his fingers drenched in it from it all. oh, the girl he’s grown up with, spent half of his life with, the girl that saw all of his facades, was dying? why {{user}}? Why her?

it all started when the sand storm of the Moroccan desert rose up . the pogues were on another mission, this one- the blue crown. And not just any, jjs real father, chandler groff was also on a mission to find the crown, aswell as the mercenaries.

JJ successfully, and effortlessly, climbed the statue and claimed the crown as his- atleast for that moment- and you? You were there with him, celebrating and hugging and, you were, living.

but now? After chandler groff, his father(the kleptomaniac), he stabbed you.

“hey, hey, I need you to look at me, with your eyes baby” he choked out, Crouched In Front of you- knees buried in the sandy floor, his hands covered in blood- your blood- he was scared. More scared than when his dad threw hands, when you were hurt in a small accident- but it wasn’t like this. this wasn’t all little cuts and bruises. you were on the brink of life & death.