"Will, I know... Yes, I'll be fine… You don't have to Will… I'm just grabbing some coffee," JJ switched the hand that she was holding the phone with so that she could grab her wallet out of her bag. She was at the Starbucks at the airport "Three weeks… I hated it too…. Really? That's great… I'll be there soon…" A muffled voice came on the PA system. "Hold on... Hun I've got to go… The plane is going to be boarding... I'll see you soon... Yeah, about three fifteenish. … Love you too.. Bye,"JJ hung up the phone and grabbed her coffee. She put her wallet back in her bag and put a lid on her she grabbed her bag and headed to the gate. She had enough stuff at Will's already so she didn't need to take anything extra.

JJ smiled. She couldn't wait to get on the plane. She had finally been able to get a free weekend to go down to New Orleans to see Will. The team had been packed with cases for the last three and she hadn't been able to get any time off. It wasn't like she could ask anyway, she hadn't told the team that she was seeing Will.

She waited in line for boarding. The plane was pretty small, so there wasn't a big line. When it was her turn she handed the attendant her passport and badge and papers. She needed the papers and badge to be able to take her gun on the flight. She got a weird look from the flight attendant who glanced down to her belt where her gun was. JJ looked pointedly back.

"Enjoy your flight," the attendant said. JJ nodded in response and walked onto the boarding walk.

JJ finally got seated on the plane. She was sitting next to a thirty something year old man. She saw him check the time on his phone, it was 12:45pm. He had a picture of his family on his phone screensaver. It was cute. JJ smiled at the image.

The plane was boarded, but the flight attendants still had to do the safety precaution information. That was one thing she liked about the BAU's jet was that there was no delay in the take off. That and the private part.

The ding went off for seatbelts. Putting her seatbelt on, JJ sighed.

The flight finally took off. After about 15 minutes the man sitting next to her turned to face her.

"Jake," he said introducing himself. He didn't have a southern accent, so he probably wasn't going home.

"JJ," she replied.

"So why are you heading to New Orléans?" He asked curiously. The seatbelt sign turned off. JJ unbuckled and grabbed a sweater from her bag.

"I'm… visiting my fiancé," JJ said. Will had proposed three weeks ago. JJ hadn't said yes. Well not completely. It was complicated. She loved Will more than anyone and had never let someone in her life like she had him. JJ and Will both knew that they saw each other in their futures, but JJ wasn't ready to get married yet.

"You live a thousand or something miles away from your fiancé?" He asked. He didn't look very confused, to JJ's surprise.

"It's complicated," she said, not exactly wanting to explain everything to some stranger on a plane. She could barely explain it to herself and Will.

"I get it, I was in the same boat actually a few years ago," he said. Now she was curious.

"Um what happened?" she asked. Wow JJ, you talk in front of press for a living and you get timid asking a simple question, she thought to herself. I guess it is a bit of an invasive question, she thought.

"Oh I lived in Seattle before, met her in college, I moved to New Orleans six month later. I was in in love, nothing else I could do," Jake smiled.

JJ thought back to when Will first brought up moving. He was 100% in for moving to Virginia, but she wouldn't let him. She didn't want to be the reason why he left his home. He grew up there, his family was there, he was head detective. There were so many reasons why not to, JJ didn't want to make him go through that. If she was being honest though, lately she had been thinking more about it though. They had been dating for a year and if she was being honest, the weekend thing was getting hard on both of them. Will was still trying to persuade JJ to let him move and JJ was considering it too.

"So, how many kids do you have?" She asked, trying to change the focus of the conversation.

"Um, how did you know…" Jake asked confused.

"I saw your screensaver on your phone," She explained. I spend way too much time around profilers, JJ thought to herself. Although she wasn't officially a profiler, she had picked up a few things. That and her job did require profiling.

"Okay… I have two, Jackson, my boy, is three and half and Madison, my little girl, is almost two," he said. He showed her his screen saver and pointed to the kids. "That's my wife, Carrie," he finished.

"Beautiful family," JJ said. "So what do you do for a living?"

"I am a high school science teacher," he said. "What about you?"

"I work for the FBI, the Behavioural Analysis Unit " she said. He looked a bit shocked.

"An agent?" He asked.

"Yes, I am a Media Liaison, I work with profilers," JJ clarified.

"That's really interesting, I've never met a FBI agent," Jake said. "Ah so that would be the complication?" He said it more like a statement than a question.

"Yeah," JJ said, laughing a bit.

The two exchanged small talk for about twenty minutes before the seatbelt sign went on again.

"We are experiencing some turbulence, so as a precaution, the captain has turned on the seatbelt sign."

JJ reached to buckle her belt, when a jolt shook the plane and she was thrown violently to the back of the plane. It all went black.