It feels like forever since I have done a Criminal Minds story considering I haven't posted on my Criminal Minds account in probably over a year *whoops* but here I am, back with the profilers. This chapter is really long for the first one but I have tried to fit as much in that you need to know as possible.

For some background, I am going to give a brief description of the ages and such so that it will make more sense...

In the start, JJ is 13 and her brother is 23. Sticking to the show, Ros died when she was 17 and JJ was 11 when it happen, her brother 21. I think that's all but if anything else is confusing you know where to find me.

Don't forget to drop me a review and see you all in the next chapter.

It was dark. That was all she knew. She could feel something sharp in her arm but when she flinched expecting pain, nothing come. Her legs were tied down, panic bubbling through her veins as she started thrashing around recklessly.

"Miss Jareau, you are in a hospital and you are safe. Can you try and open your eyes for me sweetie?" Hospital? Memories flooded her vision suddenly. The dark alley; the hands all over her; the knife; the violation. I was raped. Tears fell from under her closed lids as she fought to keep herself together, nodding her head slowly as she tried to open her wet and sticky eyes. Things were blurry at first; she could barely make out the figures of nurses and doctors rushing around but things cleared up, the colour and even the sound enhancing.

"There we go, you have lovely eyes Miss Jareau" She smiled faintly, the doctor taking her hand comfortingly.

"I like your badge" She croaked out, her throat dry and constricted. The pain it brought her made her wince, the doctor nodding sadly.

"Don't try to speak sweetie, you have some damage to your throat. We are going to need to do a small procedure on you okay? You have a really big cut on your stomach and some other bruises we need to look at so we are going to give you something to help you sleep. Is that okay?" She nodded, another tear falling down her cheek as she whispered something to him.

"I think I was raped" The doctor felt his blood boil, the anger over the situation dawning on him as she spoke. How someone could do such a thing, violate such an innocent young girl. It made him physically sick.

"We have called your brother and he is on his way here okay? I want you to try and relax for me" Nodding slowly, she rested her head back, gripping his hand tightly as he went to pull away.

"I'm scared" He kissed her hand, squeezing it back.

"I am going to be right here the whole time" She felt her head swim again as the pain medication caused her eyes to droop, everything going dark once again, but this time something was different, she felt at peace. She felt okay.

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A nurse jumped when she looked up at a tall man towering over her at the nurse's station, his face red and sweaty, his chest heaving as if he had ran a thousand miles.

"Sir, do you need any help?" She asked soothingly, his hand running through his blonde hair roughly.

"I need you to tell me where Jennifer Jareau is. I'm her brother" The nurse immediately understood. The entire hospital had heard what happened, about the girl who had been found in an alley by a passing stranger, brought in with cuts and bruises littering her tiny body, the stab wound to her stomach, the violation to her body and mind. It was heart-breaking.

"She is still in surgery but I can get a doctor to come out and talk to you" The man's face fell even further, his breaths increasing ever so slightly.

"Surgery? I was called 8 hours ago, how can she still be in surgery?"

"Sir please, come sit and I will have her doctor out in a few minutes" He gulped and nodded, but couldn't manage to sit himself down. He paced recklessly, turning when a brown-haired man approached him, clothed in dark blue scrubs.

"You must be Mr Jareau, I am Dr Phillip. Please take a seat" They shook hands, sitting on the uncomfortable plastic chairs.

"Please, call me Joe. Can you tell me how my sister is?" He nodded, taking a deep breath before speaking.

"Your sister come in unconscious with quite a few injuries. She had a large stab wound to the left of her abdomen which we believe had not done any damage but after taking her to CT, it showed some extensive muscle damage. Due to her young age and the trauma her body had already been through we wanted to see if it could wait a few days before going in and fixing the damage but she started clotting and we didn't want to risk any further internal damage so we took her in. We were stitching her up when I left so she should be back in recovery by the time we are done here. As for her other injuries, she has a severely sprained ankle which has been wrapped up and needs to heal properly to avoid any damage to her ankle and lower leg and she has some extensive bruising we would like to monitor. Your sister is dangerously dehydrated and malnourished so bruises like these can easily cause internal damage if not carefully treated. As I told you on the phone, we believed your sister was raped and after examination, it was confirmed as there was some tears which we fixed and we also ran a full STI kit, but all have come back negative so she should be fine in that sense. Our main concern right now is, there were no traces of condom usages and due to the early development in your sister, there is a chance she could be pregnant" Phillip stopped to allow the information to sink in, the man's face covered in pain. Phillip only had a clue as to what the poor man was feeling, knowing this must be a lot to take in.

"She is 13 years old. Who would stab and rape a 13 year old?" He whispered, burying his head in his hands.

"The police are going to do everything they can to find who did this and we have sent all the evidence needed off to the forensics lab, but for now your main concern is that young girl in there" He nodded, drying the tears from his face with his hands.

"Have you tried to contact our mother?"

"The phone calls weren't going through, but you were her main contact so you were top priority"

"Don't bother, I will sort her out. I need to know all the details of her recovery- I want to take her back to Washington with me as soon as possible"

"I understand your concern, but I would like to see her progress through first hand if you don't mind. I can have her airlifted to the nearest hospital to you after the delivery, if that is alright"

"Of course, thank you Doctor" He ushered him to follow, taking him to the recovery ward.

"If you wait here, i'll go and make sure she is set up for you. She won't wake up for a few hours" Once he was allowed in, he made himself comfortable on a chair at her bedside, taking her slender hand in his.

"I got you Jen, I got you"

3 months later

Joe pulled up outside their mom's farmhouse, looking to the little blonde next to him who was picking at her nails nervously.

"What's eating at you Jen?" She shrugged, not bothering to look up at him. He sighed, nudging her arm slightly making her smile.

"Come on girl, talk to me. What's going on in that head of yours?"

"I'm scared Joe. What if the baby dies?" He sighed, taking her hand in his, squeezing it tightly.

"Listen to me, I know you are young and your body isn't really ready for this but the doctor has a plan. Your delivery plan is all sorted out and it's going to be fine. You are both going to be fine"

"I wish Roz was here" She whispered sadly, Joe nodding his head.

"Me too. Come on, let's get you something to eat" She nodded, climbing out the truck. Even 3 months in, the baby bump was taking a lot out of Jen's small body, Joe could tell, but she was strong, and he was so proud of her.

Joe ran through the hospital as fast as his legs could carry him, barging into the delivery ward.

"Dr Phillips, where is she?" He shouted at a nurse, turning when he heard a door open behind him. He saw the man and approached him, placing a calming hand on his shoulder.

"She is okay, but we are going to have to deliver the baby now. It's airway is cut off and we have to move quickly" Joe followed Phillips through to Jen's delivery room, putting on the scrubs he had been passed as they walked.

"She is in a lot of pain but don't worry, we have her okay?" Joe nodded, following the man into the room, his eyes watering as he took in the image. His innocent, sweet little sister was propped up on a hospital bed, her face already coming out in bruises, tears streaming down her cheeks as a nurse held her hand, the monitor showing another contraction. He had been through this before when she was born, he had been at his mother's the entire time. He was only 11 at the time but she didn't have their father so he was the man of the house. He had left half way through her pregnancy so she snapped and it was down to Joe to protect his little sister inside her, and Rosaline, who he had failed disastrously. He was not about to fail again.

"Hey sweet girl" He smiled through his build-up of emotions, Jen grabbing his hand the second he was reachable.

"I'm so sorry" She whispered, Joe kissing her head lightly.

"You have nothing to be sorry for, I need you to focus on keeping that little dude in their safe okay?"

"Mom she, she went crazy"

"Jen you can tell me later; she doesn't matter anymore" She shook her head, groaning out in pain when another contraction rippled through her body.

"No you need to know. He sent us threat letters. He knows I survived and that I am pregnant. He wants to kill us" She cried out, Joe frowning, looking to Phillip who was getting gowned ready for the delivery with the midwife.

"What is she talking about?"

"The rapist, he has sent threats out to everyone involved in her being alive. I got one as did your mother, you and Jennifer. The police are waiting outside for us when we are done here"

"That's why she attacked you?" Joe asked Jennifer who nodded, more tears streaming down her cheeks.

"She blames me. Has she killed my baby?"

"No Jennifer she hasn't- but your baby is going to die if you don't start pushing now" The midwife told her, Jen gripping Joe's hand harder as she started pushing. The labour was hard and painful, but after only 20 minutes the room was filled with a babies cries, Jennifer laughing slightly, looking to the side.

"How is it?" She waited for the response, a chocked sob escaping her lips as Phillips turned around, a blanket wrapped neatly around her baby in his arms.

"She is perfect. Her breathing is slightly shallow but besides that, she is in perfect health" Joe felt a tear roll down his cheek as Phillips passed him his niece.

"You have a daughter Jen!"

"I have a daughter" Joe frowned as he looked to Jen whose eyes were drooping, his eyes going wide.

"What is happening?"

"Her BP is bottoming" A nurse shouted, the midwife pulling Joe away slightly.

"Joe listen to me; Jennifer is going to be fine. The delivery took a lot out of her and we need to help fix her now. Janet is going to take you and your niece to get checked out and I will come to you the second your sister is in recovery. I need you to let me work on her" He nodded and left the room, Janet placing a hand on his shoulder comfortingly.

"She will be okay sir. Come on, let's get this baby cleaned up"

An hour later, Joe was woken by Dr Phillips, standing from the rocking chair he was in suddenly, trying to be quiet as he looked down to his still sleeping niece in the incubator next to him.

"How is she?" He whispered, Phillips smiling with a nod.

"She is going to be fine. Her body is worn out and she is going to be in a lot of pain but there is no internal bleeding and she should be able to walk out of here in a few days- both of them" He looked down at the little baby in the box, always enjoying cases where his patients had babies. He loved the look of joy on the parents and family members faces. Suddenly, Joe wrapped him up in his arms.

"Thank you so much! Can I see her?"

"She is still out but I can have your niece moved in with her so she is there when she wakes up"

"We need to discuss her airlift; I would like her away from here as soon as possible. I have spoken with the police and they are coordinating with Washington PD to protect her"

"I would like to keep her here for another night and you will both be in Washington Memorial by the afternoon" Nodding, Joe felt a huge weight lift off his shoulders. Once he was in Washington with her, they would both be safe. He would protect them with his life, no matter what.

5 days later

Joe walked into the hospital room in Washington Memorial, smiling down at his little sister who was whispering to the bundle of joy in her arms.

"Hey Jen, are you ready to go home?" He asked, the blonde looking up, nodding her head.

"I am sick of hospitals!" He laughed, grabbing the wheelchair for Jen to get in.

"Do you have her car seat?"

"It's all set up in the car Jen stop worrying"

"Will it kill you to call me JJ?" She looked up at him, a playful smirk on his face.

"Yes it will, Jen" She rolled her eyes, making herself comfortable in the wheelchair, pulling her daughter closer to her chest as Joe wheeled her out the room.

"Let's go home"