Crashed

Disclaimer: Criminal minds nor it's characters don't belong to me.

A/N My first Criminal minds fiction. Mostly about my favorite character, JJ, but there should be also some JJ/Hotch. I'm working on this story for some time now, but it's still not finished. I hope posting it will force me to finish it soon.

Hope you'll enjoy it.

The morning couldn't be worse. JJ was late and it was something she had never been before. With her hair down and dressed less sharply then usual she got off her car exactly half an hour later then she should have. She forgot to smile at the security guy downstairs and he looked worriedly after her.

She waited impatiently for the elevator and the elevator ride was unusually nervous for her. She knew there would be questions. And not only about her late arrival.

For the first time since she was in the FBI JJ hoped the team would be already off at the case, hopefully somewhere very far and she would have the office just for herself. Only for few days...

The luck wasn't on her side. She wasn't even half way to her office when Morgan passed her at the corridor.

"Morning, JJ" he smiled not really looking at her because of the file he was reading "I guess you slept well" he teased as he noticed she had just arrived to work. He always treated rules with less respect then JJ and because they had no active case at the moment, it was no crime in his book to be half an hour late on Monday. Everyone hates Mondays after all.

"Hi, Morgan" JJ tried to act naturally. She had no idea how she had failed. If she had just stay silent, Morgan wouldn't even bother to look up, but the tone of her voice made him to forgot about file in his hand.

As Derek lifted his eyes, he took one sharp breath in.

"What the hell" was his immediate reaction "JJ" his voice became softer "what happened to you?" now he was all concern, the file completely forgotten.

JJ very unwillingly turned to him and faked smile. It hurt, because of the injuries on her face.

"It's nothing, Derek, really..." and she tried to walk away. Morgan instinctively grabbed her hand to stop her. She couldn't stop the yelp as he held her injured hand. He let go and finally had the time to see what had exactly happened to her.

Most of JJ's head was conveniently covered with her hair, so he was able only to see her black eye and part of the cut on her cheek. Her neck was covered with turtle neck even in this summer day and she didn't wear her usual skirt, she had pants and shoes with no heels. Morgan only then noticed she was holding weight of her body unnaturally on her left leg.

"It doesn't seem like nothing, JJ..." he wondered what else her clothing was hiding.

"It's stupid, really" she smiled for an excuse "I was in the car crash on Saturday, some teenager bumped my car, it wasn't even that strong, but the airbag went off and caused this" she pointed to her face.

"Are you sure you are OK, shouldn't you be in hospital" Morgan was in full knight-in-the-shining-armor-mode.

"I have spent there half of Sunday, believe me, I have enough of hospitals"

"Then go home" he tried to convince her.

"Yeah, Hotch would definitely love that" JJ's joke met with success as Morgan finally smiled as well. Before he could react in any way voice from behind them interrupted their conversation.

"What would I love?" Aaron Hotchner just came back from meeting when he noticed his coworkers chatting on the corridor. He was surprised by the sudden pinch of jealousy, but there was something more. JJ's figure screamed to the world that she was uncomfortable, that something wrong had happened to her. He tried to convince himself, that he was checking on her only because it was his duty to take care of everyone on the team.

"Nothing, we are just joking around" JJ tried to lie her way out.

"What is it, JJ?" Hotch asked. She didn't need to answer she just turned to him.

Hotch played it surprisingly cool. JJ expected him at least to seem a bit shocked but he kept his face completely straight. JJ made a note to not ever play poker with him.

"JJ, shouldn't you be in hospital?" as she heard Hotch's question she had just enough.

"Go to hell, both of you" she yelled "You are worse then my mother. I'm grown up woman. Do you really think I would be here if I wasn't fit 100%?" with that she left, it wasn't the epic storm out she hoped for, the limping made it impossible, but at least the two men stayed behind. They exchanged worried look as they were both sure that JJ would come to work even if she should die the next day.

Morgan made a few steps as he wanted to go after her, but Hotch stopped him, with eyes still fixed on the corner where she disappeared.

"Let her cool down, I'll go talk to her later" he order "and Morgan..."

"I know...I'll keep it to myself" Morgan said and he also left Hotch behind. The Unit Chief considered his opportunities. He knew he should go talk to her, demand explanation and probably sent her home on sick leave, but he decided to give her time to get it together. Instead, he decided to visit Garcia in her cave.

"Garcia" he entered the office after short knock. Penelope turned to him surprised.

"Sir? What are you doing here..." she turned red as he gave her severe look "I mean, you usually call" and she clicked few times on her keyboard to hide the Internet pages she was browsing. The Boss-man didn't need to know what she was planning on weekend. Then Garcia finally took control of herself.

"How can I help you, Sir?" she was finally the cheerful self again.

Hotch closed the door.

"It's kind of social call" he ignored Garcia's stunned look "Did you speak with JJ this weekend?"

However surprised Garcia might be by this question she answered straight

"No, sir, I was in...ehm...out of town, sir" she blushed "Is JJ OK?" she tried to change subject.

"I'm not so sure" Hotch took the bait "Could you go check on her?" he felt guilty about switching the duty to someone else, but he was sure JJ would be more comfortable talking to Garcia then to himself.

"You mean like now?"

"Yes" Hotch assured "she's in her office right now" without any further delay he left.

So, this is the start, it should get better...

Next: The injuries have some consequences.