Some people think that what I do is odd. I think it's what I do. Some poeple think I am complex. I think I'm simple. I serve the people and I enjoy what I do, well to some extent. I can remember being five or six and playing cops and robbers. I was always a cop. Throughout high school I was focused on my sport and going to college. I cannot say exactly where it was that I felt the draw to serving people in the cops and robbers sense but it came and didn't go away. I remember doing a ride along with a guy I dated in college. Being a cop is what drew me in but there was just something about waiting for the action to come to you that bored me. I worked my hardest to get through school, which took a long time or so it seemed. My parents wanted me to be a nice sweet white picket fences type girl but that wasn't me. I read a website online about FBI Agents and my mind sparked up. I went and applied. I got the typical looks from the younger agents. I didn't care. When I walked into the FBI building I knew I was where I belonged. I went through the rigourous training and testing. Terrified I'd fail I still managed to pass.
Thinking back now to when I was sixteen I never thought years and years later I'd be standing in a room in Quantico with a Top Notch Profiler, A Skilled Agent, A Tough Guy, A Genius, A Bad Ass Girl and A Computer Wizz knowing I was a part of their team. I smiled looking around because I loved it.
I, Jennifer Jareau, was a part of a great Behavioral Analysis Unit of the FBI.
This is just a small prologue to see if anyone likes it. I have no pairings set at all. Open to sugestions PLEASE be descriptive of why you want a pairing. It's going to ALL be in JJ's POV. Thanks. Please review!