So I think JJ and Will is my new thing… there are worse things that could happen :)

Set early/mid-season 3, roughly six months into their relationship. Only divergence from canon is Will knows JJ is keeping him quiet.

Again, I don't own any of this!

-CM-

Agent Jennifer Jareau was perched on the edge of her desk flicking through a case file. She had ten new requests to prioritise before she was finished for the day, which, assuming there were no new fires to put out, would be right on schedule.

Not that she had anything to rush home for unless you counted a bubble bath and a glass of wine with her name on it. Will had flown home the morning before and she didn't have any plans with the girls.

Adding her current file to the 'consult only' stack, JJ was just about to pick up a new case when her cell buzzed. Glancing at the screen, JJ smiled when she saw Will's name flash up on the screen.

However, as soon as she read his words she jumped off the edge of her desk and around to her chair, quickly entering her password into the computer. Frowning, she hit refresh on her inbox. Will had got to her before the initial request landed.

Switching screens, she logged into the Central hub and pulled up the file from details Will mentioned. Something like this was a priority one, as soon as it hit her inbox she would recall the team, so it didn't hurt to be prepared.

Just been notified that NOPD is calling in the BAU. Third missing socialite in two months. We're all pulled off our other assignments. Lead Detective is a guy called Mike Glover, he dropped the ball linking the cases and does not want the BAU proving the brass right. Case numbers are 743-56264-200828A 743-56264-200834L 743-56264-200835A.

Thanks for the heads up. Found the file & waiting on the invitation landing. Reading now.

As JJ was flicking through the summaries of each crime scene her inbox pinged with the invitation. She wasted no time in responding to the invite, stating that they'd be there as soon as possible. In a manner she'd perfected over the years, she simultaneously organised the jet while cascading the recall text.

The responses from the team acknowledging the recall began to chirp in almost immediately. It wasn't until she felt a seventh buzz at her hip that she checked her phone. She only needed six for the team.

It transpired that the third text wasn't from one of her profilers, but her almost-boyfriend. She really needed to get better at this.

I assume we're still keeping quiet. No need to add distractions.

As long as you know I'm not hiding you...I just like keeping us for us. It's impossible to keep secrets around profilers.

Now why would I ever turn down an invitation to sneak into a beautiful woman's hotel room.

Smiling at his response, JJ allowed herself a moment of playfulness before she left the sanctuary of her office and entered full case mode.

I didn't think Emily was your type Detective.