I own nothing. All mistakes are mine.
'Timeless'
Derek Morgan was having a rough year. His youngest sister had been murdered earlier in the year by a serial killer. He had been so devastated he had to take leave from his job as a cop. Morgan was proud, at least, by the fact he had assisted the Behavioral Analysis Unit with catching the guy who committed the crime. Jacob Winchester. A thirty-five year old off his medication schizophrenic, with only minor things like traffic tickets on his record, had killed five young women, including his sister. Winchester would wait outside their place of work after stalking them for three weeks straight and then proceed to rape and kill them. Absurdly, afterwards he'd always place a bouquet of red roses beside their bodies. His reasoning for attacking each women was the same, they had begged him to do it, said they couldn't bear to live without him. Winchester claimed he had killed them to put them out of their misery, that they couldn't handle not being with him anymore. Winchester was given the death penalty. Morgan's family took it hard, first their father, then their little sister. In time, the seven months it had been since Winchester's capture, his family had learned to let go as much as they could. Morgan knew that they struggled just as much as him on most days to understand why Alexa had been takes from them.
Morgan was on his way to his favorite coffee joint before heading in to work. Morgan crossed by the window leading to the Starbucks, and found himself transfixed on the blonde woman sipping on her coffee and reading a newspaper in the corner booth. Morgan went inside and placed his order, occasionally looking out at the stunning women from time to time. After he received his strong coffee, Morgan decided to approach the lady since she seemed to be alone and Morgan was nothing but an opportunist when it came to the ladies. Morgan approached her and flashed her his brightest smile.
"Hello gorgeous. Is this seat taken?" Morgan asked in his self-assured way. The pretty blonde-haired blue-eyed woman in her late twenties looked up from her newspapers and let out a chuckle.
"Derek Morgan. I thought you had better game than to forget a face." Morgan was momentarily taken aback until he got a good look at the women's face. Jennifer Jareau. They had met seven months prior, a week after Alexa had been found, and Jennifer had called to ask Morgan if he could come in for questioning.
"Ms. Jennifer Jareau. I apologize for misplacing your beautiful face. Trust me, baby, it'll never happen again." Morgan said smoothly.
Jennifer shook her head. She had remembered him alright, for two reasons. One, because of how completely torn up he was over his sister's death and two because he never let his grief get in the way of capturing the bad guy. Well, there was a third reason, he was incredibly attractive and Jennifer wasn't usually the shallow type.
"I thought I told you to call me JJ, Mr. Morgan?" JJ asked. Morgan grinned at her yet again.
"And I recall telling you, I think Jenny suits you best." Morgan paused to savor JJ's displeased face. "Also, don't call me Mr. Morgan, you make me sound like an old man."
Before JJ could respond, her cell phone rang. She talked for about three minutes to someone in what appeared to be a very intense, if clipped conversation. JJ hung up her phone and started packing up her things. She tossed Morgan an apologetic smile.
"That was Agent Hotchner, we have a case, so I've really got to get going." JJ was about to head out the door when she turned back to Morgan. "Despite my sarcastic nature, Morgan, I really did enjoy running into you today. Maybe we could do it again sometime?"
Morgan grinned yet again. This girl was doing something to his heart and he wasn't sure how he felt about that.
"It would be my pleasure. Tell everybody at the BAU I said hello." Morgan said while handing JJ his phone number. "Don't forget to call me sometime." JJ nodded and waved and then she was out of sight.
Morgan sat back down and starting sipping his coffee again, which was a bad idea considering it was now luke-warm. Morgan sighed. Yes, Jenny was definitely going to be a game-changer for him.