JJ hasn't been doing well. Not since her abduction. She's closed off, distant, hell, she even lashes out on everyone. She's hard to talk to.

She's sick of everyone walking on eggshells around her. Of treating her like she's about to break. She's tired of being afraid. She's tired of being tired. Of being bitchy. She doesn't want pity. Or sympathy. That just makes it worse.

Everyone makes it worse.

She just wants- no needs, a break.

"Do not enter" is written on the doorway. She's alone in her office. Sitting under the desk. Today at work, everyone crowds her. She's too overwhelmed.

"It's going to be okay, JJ." They say. "You'll get through this, JJ." They say.

It's too much. She's too overstimulated. Too angry. Too overwhelmed. So she shuts herself in her old media liason office. To get away from everyone. For silence.

But then there's a knock.

"Why can't everyone just go away?!" She pleads.

"GET OUT!" She yells.

But then she sees you at the door.

She's pissed at everyone.

Except you. You can stay.