You were JJ’s kid and had been kidnapped and tortured by a man who had decided to target your mother because of her job. The horror went on for three days straight, before the BAU rushed in to rescue you and take down the man who did it to you.

Since then, you’d asked for JJ to sleep in your room with you until you felt a little better. You were having constant nightmares that would often lead to you you waking up abruptly, covered in sweat, shaking and crying or screaming. In the worse cases, it would lead you to a panic attack and/or feeling sick.

Tonight was like the last few. You’d woken up abruptly, crying, sweating, shaking and with laboured breathing. JJ was woken up by the sound of your sobs and the movement of the bed when you sat up so quickly. She had been woke up every time you had a nightmare and to say she was exhausted would be an understatement, although, she knew you needed her to be there.

“It’s okay, baby, Mom’s here… Shh, shh, I’m here, he can’t hurt you anymore, okay? He’s dead, remember?” she says softly and soothingly as she gently puts her hand on the back of your head and brings you closer to her chest.