Alrightey. Hello everyone. I am back. So this is the sequel to Unsub Unseen. You probably want to read that first for this to make sense. So I don't really know what else to say. I honestly don't have a plan for this. Though I didn't for the previous one either and that didn't turn out too bad. The first chapter or two may be slow going, but then we'll get into the frustration of rehab. And tender moments that I like to write because they are really fun and sweet.

The team sat for a moment, waiting until JJ's breathing evened out before they had begun to talk.

She looked awkward, and if they were all being honest, she didn't look comfortable. But how could anyone be comfortable when your body was in such a horrible way.

They had been sat there for a long while. No one really knew what to say. They had been there for such a long time that when Rossi finally looked down at his watch he was surprised to realise that they would be landing soon.

"Guys, we should probably figure out what we're doing. We're landing in about ten minutes."

They all crowded around the table that Emily was sitting at. "Okay. Where do we start?"

"Well, most immediate is transport and housing. What's happening with that?"

Garcia spoke up then "Rossi and I organised that. We checked with Em and the house is furnished so none of that is a bother. It's only really transport. And we know that it has got to be big. I arranged a medical transport from the air strip to Em's place. And then Rossi and Hotch are going to go to the car rental place and find something that will be big enough for getting JJ around as well as having room for a wheelchair in the boot."

"Okay. But you do realise that she hated being in an ambulance when she got out of the hospital. When she finds out that she is going to be in one again I don't think she'll be pleased."

"I doubt she will be pleased. But I also believe that she'd rather get somewhere comfortable quick than hang around here. In this case, her pride is just going to have to take a knock."

"Alright. I agree with that. We need to be all set up by tonight, what are we going to do?"

"Ok. Well, considering I'm her main way of transport I'll go with JJ in the ambulance. Hotch and Rossi, you're going to get the car. Garcia, Emily, JJ and I need our stuff. I can make my go bag last a couple days but Garcia, and Em you could go to your apartments and get your stuff as well as JJ's. If she wants to go herself we can look into that another day I guess. And Reid you'll meet us at the house, and we'll get JJ settled in."

"That sounds good. The pilot just signalled that we're landing in a minute get ready."

The jet descended and the lack of wind meant that it didn't get jostled around which allowed JJ to stay asleep. Landing was seamless. Morgan and Reid hung back as the rest exited. Hotch helped Emily off the plane and the rest of the team set out on their missions before they rounded back to the house.

Now was the real challenge. Waking JJ up without petrifying her.

Reid held back, waiting for Morgan to take charge. He knelt down next to JJ, slowly lifting his hand to JJ's shoulder.

"JJ… Jayje."

Her eyes bolted open and she began to push her body far into the couch as possible. "Woah, woah JJ. It's just Pretty boy and I. It's just us."

Clarity sunk in, and she nodded, willing herself to forget her less than favourable dream. "Have we already landed?"

"That we have. You slept the whole flight."

"Oh right." Looking around she noticed that the plane was void of the rest of her team. "Where is everyone else?"

"Oh, they went to go and take care of some things. You know, getting clothes and stuff."

"Okay. Am I going to get my clothes from home too?"

"Maybe another day, but Emily and Penelope have gone to get theirs and are bringing some of yours too."

She looked disheartened at the sound of that.

"Hey girl, it's okay. We'll take you, don't worry about that. We just want to get everything else sorted first. So you ready to go?"

"I, uh, yeah." But she didn't seem so certain.

Derek looked at her for a moment and then asked "Are you sure?"

But in reality she wasn't sure. Because the weight of this situation was finally hitting JJ. This was going to be it. This was going to be her life. "I just, I just can't believe that this is real. But it is isn't it? This is really happening?"

He saw an unhidden sadness in her eyes. "I'm sorry JJ. I really am. But yes, this is happening."

She exhaled, and reached her good hand down to remove the blanket that was covering her. But it wasn't that simple. The edge was caught on the velcro of her brace ad wouldn't budge. She kept at it, but inside it was killing her. She couldn't bend down far enough to reach it without it hurting herself. And if she were honest she was angry and sad. A whole array of emotions. She couldn't even do that. Remove a damn blanket. It was frustrating and it made her feel pathetic.

Derek and Reid were watching on. Both wanting to help, but feeling that they couldn't.

Frustrated, but resigned to the fact that it just wasn't going to work she looked at Derek. "Are we going?"

"Yep."

Reid removed the blanket and watched as Morgan placed his arms around the parts of JJ's body that he hoped he would hurt least. But even then a wince couldn't be contained.

"You okay JJ?"

"Yeah, I'm okay." She reached her arm up once again to try and help him out but pulled at the stitches between her ribs, making her breath catch in her throat.

"Honestly JJ. You're not heavy, don't put any extra stress on your body. I've got you."

She lowered her arm, exhaled heavily and resigned herself to being carried out of the plane. But as they got to the bottom of the stairs she saw the ambulance, which only made her groan. "Seriously, an ambulance again?"

"Sorry Jayje. This should be the last time, we just need to find a car spacious enough to accommodate you."

JJ sighed again. It seemed that that was all she felt like doing. Sighing. Because all of the news that she was getting wasn't making her feel any better.

The medics waited and allowed Morgan to walk over to them. "You must be Agent Morgan, and this must be Agent Jareau. I'm Mike and this is Pam."

"Hey. That'd be correct. And this is Dr Reid." Reid nodded and waved and JJ just nodded.

"Right, well we've got the address it won't take that long to get there. Just put Agent Jareau on the gurney and we'll get her strapped in and go."

JJ breathed out heavily and Morgan could tell that wasn't happening. "That isn't really necessary is it? I mean, she was just on a plane, and cleared the take off and landing without being that strapped down."

"Oh, yes, I suppose not. That'll be fine then. Just put her on the bed and we'll get going."

He did just that, and watched as they carefully loaded her into the ambulance. Reid had left in the car and was headed to the house to meet them. He saw the look of disgust and fear cross her face as Mike made his way towards her. He would have offered to help load her instead, but he didn't really think that would work. And if he was being honest with himself, if any member of the team was being honest with themselves, they had to know that they couldn't protect her from everything. Especially not her insecurities. They could only help her heal and hopefully make it through the hard time that was about to come.

Morgan climbed inside and sat across from JJ while the two medics hopped in at the front. The drive was slow and easy going. Morgan didn't attempt to talk to JJ, instead deciding to give her time to cool off. JJ was staring off into space, and Morgan was staring at her when he felt the vehicle suddenly break. Quickly he found his centre of balance, and immediately reached his arms out to stop JJ from being propelled into the back doors. She emitted a hearty gasp as Morgan helped to set her back against the bed.

"Damn idiot ran a red light. Are you guys alright back there?"

Looking JJ over he noted that she seemed slightly winded, but that was about it. "We're fine. How much longer?"

"Five more minutes."

"Cool thank you." And for those five minutes the ambulance was silent.

Arriving at the house Morgan noted that it was nice. Reid was at the door opening it up for them to go inside. Morgan had JJ in his arms quickly avoiding as much contact with Mike as possible. He seemed like a nice guy, but it was JJ that mattered now.

He thanked them and took her up to the doorway. "Well JJ, this is home. For the foreseeable future anyway."

She looked up at the house. It was nice, she had to say that. Definitely something that Emily would buy. Elegant outwardly in its features but at the same time understated so as not to show the wealth of the person who owns it.

Spencer followed the pair inside. "So the equipment should be arriving in about an hour or two. I got a confirmation call just before you guys arrived."

JJ cut in before Morgan could speak "what equipment?"

Reid looked at Morgan uncertain as to whether he should continue.

"I asked you Spence. Not Morgan. Now I want the answer." She was a force to be reckoned with even if she didn't necessarily look it.

"I- Uh- you know, just the stuff that you might need, will need during your recovery."

"Like what?"

"Uh…"

"Spencer Reid."

"A couple of wheel chairs, shower stool, another few stools to keep your feet off the ground when you're sitting, a grip for above your bed to help you get into a sitting position. And then a bulk pack of water block strips, bandages, wound pads and tape for you and Emily."

"I- I… why do you need two wheelchairs?"

"So that one can stay in the car and one inside."

"Oh. Okay."

"So Jayje, do you want a tour of the house, or to go to bed or what?"

"I've just spent the past few days in bed. I'll wait until night time. I don't know. I guess the couch looks good."

Placing her down gently he sat on a chair next to her and opposite Reid. Quickly taking out his phone when it buzzed he announced "What do you kids want for lunch? Rossi's buying."

"I don't mind. Anything's good. But could you ask him to bring back some coffee as well?"

"What about you JJ?"

"I'm not hungry."

"Come on Jayje. You gotta eat so you can take more meds."

"I don't feel like anything right now."

"Well that's fine, because Rossi won't be back for an hour at least. Chinese sounds good to me what about to you guys?"

Reid agreed and JJ just kept staring off into space not saying anything.

Moments past as they sat in the lounge all in their own little worlds. And then the door bell rang. The rest of their team stood at the door, bags in hand as well as food.

Spencer ushered Emily to a seat with JJ and then went back to the others to help. Bags of clothes were dumped on the floor and the food was brought into the lounge so that everyone could eat together before Hotch, Rossi and Reid had to go back to Quantico to fill out the last of the paperwork.

"Can we eat in here Princess?"

"Of course. Please, where do you think I spend most of my time when I'm at home?"

They all settled in and Dave began handing out the dishes. They spent so much time together everyone knew everyone else's favourites. But when he got to JJ he stopped. How was she going to hold the container, keep the flaps open to access the food and use the chopsticks? Answer – she wasn't.

The others noticed when he froze and had the same thoughts running through their head. Maybe Chinese wasn't such a good idea after all.

"Morgan, there are bowls in the cupboard and forks in one of the top drawers in the kitchen. You can dump the food in it. It'll be way easier. And can you get one for me as well. It'll be easier with my hand like this."

Truth be told, Emily could have managed, but she didn't want JJ to feel like the odd one out, as silly as it sounded. Morgan got back and gave Emily her bowl before dumping the contents of JJ's container into hers. Looking at JJ, he saw that it would be a long way from her lap where the bowl would have to sit, to her mouth. Grabbing a couch cushion he placed that down before the bowl and then handed her a fork before moving over to go and eat his own food.

Lunch passed quickly. They ate without much conversation, and shortly after Reid, Rossi and Hotch left for Quantico. Derek saw them out then went and sat back with the girls after grabbing a water bottle and meds for JJ. He had noticed however, that while the rest of them were eating their food, she thought it would be better to play with it. She had had some, but not enough to constitute a meal.

He sat back down on the couch next to her and watched her. She looked up when she felt him staring and was met with a raise of the eyebrows. She picked up a piece of chicken and forced it down. She did this a few more times until she really didn't want anymore, then began to lean over to place the food on the table but Morgan quickly took it from her hand replacing it with a pill.

JJ obliged putting it on her tongue before taking the water and repeating this process a few more times.

Once that process was over she settled back against the couch cushions. 'This is really my life now. All because of a psychopath.'

She was drawn from her thoughts by a question, and three sets of eyes looking at her.

"What would you like to do now JJ?"

So, what do you guys think? : )