Okay, so this is the first time I've actually been ableto write anything substantial enough to post up here. I've always only written little half completed drabbles or just drafted stories in my head before, so go easy on me please? I know there aren't nearly enough stories on here for this lovely ship so that's why I've decided to post this. I don't plan on continuing this unless I am asked, so if you like it let me know! Italics are just my write up of the scene that belongs to CBS & Criminal Minds or whoever, and beyond the page break is later that night, from the season two episode Jones. Happy shipping!

Looking up from the victim, JJ noticed that Detective LaMontange leaning against his squad car. His head hung slightly down, and his eyes were glazed over- unfocused- his hands were shoved in his pockets. He didn't look up as JJ approached.

JJ leaned up against the car next to him and looked around, making sure no one was paying attention to them.

"Hey."

Will turned to face her before he spoke to her. JJ noticed the heavy bags under his eyes from agonizing over the case for so long. She silently wished those would disappear soon.

"Hey there."

His gaze drifted downward again. His tone had sounded somewhat light, and his face had remained blank, but his eyes gave away the grief that was washing over him in the wake of the case. Where he had previously been quick to fill any silence with light hearted flirting, he now had no words. JJ looked back to the scene and attempted to lighten his mood.

"The medic says that our victim's gonna be okay."

Will just nodded, only half hearing what JJ was saying to him, so she continued.

"I heard what you did in there..."

That caught his attention- Will looked up to meet her gaze.

"...Your dad would be really proud."

She lost his eye contact again as he remembered his daddy, but she swore the corner of his mouth turned up a little at that.

"It's weird. I spent all this time focused on closin' this case for him... And now it's over."

"Yeah."

"Thought I'd feel happy but I just feel lost."

JJ shrugged.

"Ya gotta move on."

Will had a small smile as he turned to look her in the eye, now visibly more relaxed.

"What now you're leaving? How will I survive a woman like you goin' so far away?"

JJ smiled and looked away, blushing slightly, but still gaining confidence from his returning flirtation. She turned to reached into her pocket as she spoke.

"Well, despite what you may have heard, cell phones can be very good for your health."

She turned the card over before handing it to him, making sure he would notice her personal cell number written on the back. Will smiled, still keeping her eye her as he took it, and JJ returned it with a quick side ways smile before breaking their gaze and pivoting around to leave.

"See ya."

She turned away from him and walked back to rejoin her team for her flight home, Will's gaze following her until she was out of sight.

Turning her key and hearing the familiar click of her lock un latching, JJ twisted her door knob and pushed her door open, dragging herself into her apartment and gently kicking the door shut behind her. She tossed her go bag in the general direction of her laundry room, her purse onto her coffee table, and flopped herself down on her couch with a groan. She would have been perfectly content with just going to sleep in her current position, but she was roused moments later by the shrill ringing of her cell. Not bothering to sit up, she blindly reached around her coffee table until her hand found the source of the noise. Grasping her phone, she hastily pulled it to her ear and answered groggily.

"Jereau"

"LaMontange"

Now fully alert, JJ shot up in her seat. Any sign that she had just been on the brink of sleep left her voice as soon as she heard his.

"Oh, um, sorry... I didn't look at the caller ID..."

"You're fine cher, I was just jokin' with ya... Listen, I don't wanna come on too strong or anything, callin' only a few hours after I last saw you... I just wanted to make sure ya made it home fine."

JJ smiled and felt herself blushing even though there was no one around to witness her conversation. She had acted on a whim giving Detective LaMontange her phone number after they finished the case earlier this evening, and she had spent the whole flight home worrying about how she had come off- over analyzing everything she had said to him. Now, hearing his sweet words and charming drawl, she was filled with relief (and admittedly, some nerves as well).

"Oh, um, no. You're fine. It's sweet actually. Kinda nice having someone wait up for me... But it's late, even for you, and you've got to be exhausted. You've been through a lot this week; you should try and get some sleep Will."

"Ya, funny thing about that is I can't. Solvin' that case just left me feelin' all empty... But don't let me keep you from your sleep darlin'."

"Don't worry about me, I'm not tired. We have the morning off tomorrow, so I can sleep in. I'm here if you wanna talk."

JJ attempted to lie smoothly, but a yawn gave her away. Will laughed at it lightly.

"Yeah, nice try cher, but your body's betrayed you. Go to sleep. Can I call ya tomorrow?"

"Absolutely... And Will?"

"Yeah?"

"I meant what I said earlier, your Daddy really would be proud of you today. You did an amazing job out there."

"Thanks, you gettin' your team out there was a huge help. If it I wasn't for you I'd still be starin' at that case file. Not to mention, the conversation's been a nice bonus- you're the only one that's gotten this whole mess outta my head for so long; this cell phone is already proving to be good for my health. Get some rest, you've gotta be worn out. G'night Jenniffer."

"Goodnight Will."

Ending the call, JJ made sure to save Will's number into her contacts, now that she was sure she'd be hearing from him again. She smiled to herself, thinking about the way calling her darlin' had rolled so sweetly off his tongue. JJ let out a quick laugh at herself and shook her head- she was seriously acting like an infatuated teenager. Sighing softly, she got up and changed into some proper sleep wear, quickly washed her face and brushed her teeth, and settled into her bed. Rolling onto her side, JJ opened up her call history and looked at the details. It had been a brief conversation- only lasting a minute and twenty-eight seconds- but it had been pleasant and it held the promise of something more. Even though it seemed crazy and completely illogical to her to start something with a man she hardly knew, living in a different state, JJ couldn't seem to make herself care right now. She shut off her phone and plugged it in on her nightstand, and rolled over to go to sleep.