Searching For Answers (We Can Make This Work sequel)

Chapter 3

** JJ's P.O.V **  

I came home after an extremely long day, and after 4 days on a case in Boston with an ill-tempered Spencer Reid I think a nice break is needed. Henry is a cop in New York now and is engaged! I never thought I'd see the day that my little man is all grown up. I thought after growing up with an Agent for a mom and a detective for a dad he'd stay well away from that line of duty but as soon as he graduated High School he left for the academy without looking back and now he couldn't be happier. 

"Hey Will are you home?" I called as I threw my bag on the floor and climbed the stairs 

I got no reply so I presumed he was asleep. I opened the door to our bedroom quietly. I was greeted with the sickening smell of alcohol and saw Will passed out on the bed. I shook him until he woke up. 

"What do you want?" he said harshly as he slowly rose from the bed 

"Why were you drinking?" I questioned harshly 

"Can a man not have a drink?" he replied sarcastically 

"How much have you drank Will?" I said inquisitively  

"None of your business" he spat 

"It's my business when you pass out on our bed, when you turn into a drunk mess in our home and on more than one occasion! Will this is getting out of hand, you've drank almost every night this week! I never see you anymore" I said with an upset tone 

"Darlin, baby come here" he cooed as he pulled me closer, the stench of his breath revolting 

"Don't touch me" I spat as I pushed him away 

"Jennifer" he said harshly as he grabbed my arm 

"Will let go of me" I said quietly, knowing his routine by now 

"What's a woman if she can't satisfy her man?" he said in a growl as he drew me close once more 

"What's a man if he can't stay sober for even a day to look after his family?" I spat as I ripped myself out of his grip and stormed out of the room 

"Jennifer don't walk away from me" he slurred as he followed behind me 

I ran down the stairs to see exactly how much he's been drinking. I checked the kitchen and found an entire bottle of brandy empty. 

"Enough is enough Will" I stated firmly as I turned to face him 

"You do not make my decisions for me" he spat with venom as he raised his hand to me and struck down hard with a loud smack 

I held my face for a second then became furious 

"Get out!" I screamed as Will realised the full extent of what he had done 

"JJ, please" he begged "I-I-I swear I wasn't thinking" he stuttered 

"Get out Will and do not speak to me until you've learned to be a man!" I said in a low dangerous tone 

Will hung his head as he grabbed his coat and keys and left the house. I didn't care where he went or what happened to him. In all the times he has been drunk, he has never been violent, 'what's gotten into him?' I questioned myself as I sat on the sofa in shock. I decided to call the one person who actually cared. 

"Hey" I said softly as I heard her answer the phone 

"Hi" she said in a chirpy tone "how are you?"