Fic - Song Drabbles Part 5 [Criminal Minds]
Title: Holding Out For A Hero (Song Drabble Series)
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Characters/Paring: pre JJ/Hotch;
Rating: All ages
Genre: AU; Romance; H/C
Summary: JJ is sleepless;
Spoilers: None.
Notes: Follows Starts with Goodbye, Anchor, I'll be Ok and What Hurts The Most.
Title from a Bonnie Tyler's song.
English still isn't my first langague and I had no beta, so forgive my mistakes and feel free to point them to me so I can correct them!
Holding Out For a Hero
Motherhood was as hard as people made it up to be. Not that JJ was complaining, of course. She loved her son, but once in a while, she’d loved if he actually slept at night instead of the whole day.
It was nearly 2 a.m. and her arms were aching from rocking the baby from side to side and he still was as alert as he had been six hours before when JJ started trying to put him to sleep. She felt like crying.
“Please, please Henry…” She whined a little. “Mommy needs to sleep too.”
The baby just fixed his gaze on her, unblinking; wide awake. JJ sagged on the couch with a tired sigh. Her eyes shifting to the mobile innocently sitting on her coffee table. Biting her lip uncertain, JJ reached for it and pressed the first number on her speed dial. It rang three times before the call connected.
“Hotchner.” She heard how his voice was thick with sleep and felt so bad for calling him.
“I’m sorry, Hotch. I shouldn’t have called so late.”
“It’s alright JJ.” He reassured her, sounding more alert. She heard the rustle of fabric on the other end of the line and couldn’t help conjuring a mental picture of Hotch in bed. “What’s wrong? Are you okay? Is Henry okay?”
“Yes, yes…” She answered shifting her hold on Henry. “It’s just…” JJ sighed heavily. “I can’t put him to sleep. I’ve tried everything and since you’re a parent I thought…”
“I’ll be there in ten minutes.” He told her before hanging up and JJ felt relief washing over her immediately.
Precisely ten minutes later, Hotch was standing outside her front door dressed in jeans and a sweatshirt. JJ wasn’t used to see him in casual clothes, so every time she did, she couldn’t help but stare.
“JJ?” He said softly to get her attention, a bit of amusement tinting his tone, she shook her head and stepped aside.
“Sorry.”
“It’s alright.”
Hotch waited until she had closed and locked the door, before offering to take Henry from her arms. Normally JJ was reluctant on handing her child over. Not even Penelope managed to drag the boy out of her arms without a bit of struggle, but the blonde agent found herself handing Henry to Hotch without a second thought.
He held the boy carefully, gazing down at his face with a smile. Another thing JJ wasn’t used to was seeing Hotch smile and she enjoyed.
“In the first couple of weeks after Jack was born, he didn’t sleep at night either. Hailey and I used to take shifts to stay up with him.” Hotch informed in a whisper. “The secret is to find out what he likes.”
JJ nodded, taking a seat on the couch to watch as Hotch started to walk around the room, humming. It was a heartwarming sight.
Her lids were getting heavier by the second as she watched a blurry Hotch moving around with her son in his arms. After a couple of minutes, JJ fell asleep.
JJ started awake the next morning in her own bed and immediately looked for Henry, sighing in relief when she found him peacefully sleeping on his crib. It looked almost like a miracle. She dropped a kiss on the baby’s forehead before padding barefooted to the living-room. She remembered falling asleep in the couch, so Hotch much had carried both of them to the room, last night.
The mental image of Hotch carrying her bridal style to her bedroom, made butterflies flutter in JJ’s stomach and she couldn’t help but smile at how silly she was being.
“Morning.” Hotch’s voice startled JJ, making her jump. “Sorry.”
“It’s okay.” She waved him off, taking in the sight of him standing on her kitchen, already in a suit, holding one of the flowery mugs her mother had bought her last Christmas. “Henry is asleep. I didn’t think it was possible.”
“Like I said, you just need to figure out what he likes.” He replied with a smile.
“You’re my hero.” She said in a teasing tone, making him chuckle. “Seriously, Hotch, thank you.”
“It’s my pleasure.” He glanced at his watch and set the mug down with a sigh. “I have to go.”
JJ nodded, understanding perfectly and walked him to the front door.
“If you need anything, just call alright? Don’t worry about the time.” Again JJ just nodded with a smile.
“Thanks for everything, Hotch.”
“No problem.” He was almost at his car, when JJ remembered something and called out his name.
“So, what does Henry like?” Hotch smiled again.
“He likes when you hold his hand.”
xxx
p.s. The hand thing is actually something my little cousin used to do. She only fell asleep if we held her hand. The mental image of Hotch holding Henry's tiny little hand is just so adorable that I had to use it! =D
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Characters/Paring: pre JJ/Hotch;
Rating: All ages
Genre: AU; Romance; H/C
Summary: JJ is sleepless;
Spoilers: None.
Notes: Follows Starts with Goodbye, Anchor, I'll be Ok and What Hurts The Most.
Title from a Bonnie Tyler's song.
English still isn't my first langague and I had no beta, so forgive my mistakes and feel free to point them to me so I can correct them!
Holding Out For a Hero
Motherhood was as hard as people made it up to be. Not that JJ was complaining, of course. She loved her son, but once in a while, she’d loved if he actually slept at night instead of the whole day.
It was nearly 2 a.m. and her arms were aching from rocking the baby from side to side and he still was as alert as he had been six hours before when JJ started trying to put him to sleep. She felt like crying.
“Please, please Henry…” She whined a little. “Mommy needs to sleep too.”
The baby just fixed his gaze on her, unblinking; wide awake. JJ sagged on the couch with a tired sigh. Her eyes shifting to the mobile innocently sitting on her coffee table. Biting her lip uncertain, JJ reached for it and pressed the first number on her speed dial. It rang three times before the call connected.
“Hotchner.” She heard how his voice was thick with sleep and felt so bad for calling him.
“I’m sorry, Hotch. I shouldn’t have called so late.”
“It’s alright JJ.” He reassured her, sounding more alert. She heard the rustle of fabric on the other end of the line and couldn’t help conjuring a mental picture of Hotch in bed. “What’s wrong? Are you okay? Is Henry okay?”
“Yes, yes…” She answered shifting her hold on Henry. “It’s just…” JJ sighed heavily. “I can’t put him to sleep. I’ve tried everything and since you’re a parent I thought…”
“I’ll be there in ten minutes.” He told her before hanging up and JJ felt relief washing over her immediately.
Precisely ten minutes later, Hotch was standing outside her front door dressed in jeans and a sweatshirt. JJ wasn’t used to see him in casual clothes, so every time she did, she couldn’t help but stare.
“JJ?” He said softly to get her attention, a bit of amusement tinting his tone, she shook her head and stepped aside.
“Sorry.”
“It’s alright.”
Hotch waited until she had closed and locked the door, before offering to take Henry from her arms. Normally JJ was reluctant on handing her child over. Not even Penelope managed to drag the boy out of her arms without a bit of struggle, but the blonde agent found herself handing Henry to Hotch without a second thought.
He held the boy carefully, gazing down at his face with a smile. Another thing JJ wasn’t used to was seeing Hotch smile and she enjoyed.
“In the first couple of weeks after Jack was born, he didn’t sleep at night either. Hailey and I used to take shifts to stay up with him.” Hotch informed in a whisper. “The secret is to find out what he likes.”
JJ nodded, taking a seat on the couch to watch as Hotch started to walk around the room, humming. It was a heartwarming sight.
Her lids were getting heavier by the second as she watched a blurry Hotch moving around with her son in his arms. After a couple of minutes, JJ fell asleep.
JJ started awake the next morning in her own bed and immediately looked for Henry, sighing in relief when she found him peacefully sleeping on his crib. It looked almost like a miracle. She dropped a kiss on the baby’s forehead before padding barefooted to the living-room. She remembered falling asleep in the couch, so Hotch much had carried both of them to the room, last night.
The mental image of Hotch carrying her bridal style to her bedroom, made butterflies flutter in JJ’s stomach and she couldn’t help but smile at how silly she was being.
“Morning.” Hotch’s voice startled JJ, making her jump. “Sorry.”
“It’s okay.” She waved him off, taking in the sight of him standing on her kitchen, already in a suit, holding one of the flowery mugs her mother had bought her last Christmas. “Henry is asleep. I didn’t think it was possible.”
“Like I said, you just need to figure out what he likes.” He replied with a smile.
“You’re my hero.” She said in a teasing tone, making him chuckle. “Seriously, Hotch, thank you.”
“It’s my pleasure.” He glanced at his watch and set the mug down with a sigh. “I have to go.”
JJ nodded, understanding perfectly and walked him to the front door.
“If you need anything, just call alright? Don’t worry about the time.” Again JJ just nodded with a smile.
“Thanks for everything, Hotch.”
“No problem.” He was almost at his car, when JJ remembered something and called out his name.
“So, what does Henry like?” Hotch smiled again.
“He likes when you hold his hand.”
xxx
p.s. The hand thing is actually something my little cousin used to do. She only fell asleep if we held her hand. The mental image of Hotch holding Henry's tiny little hand is just so adorable that I had to use it! =D