A/n hey all... This is an idea I've had for a long time. This will be written as journal or diary entries from JJ. It's going to be her thoughts on the team and cases, with empahsis on a certain young genius. This may get AU when Will comes into the picture. I'm not sure yet. This begins with "Extreme Agressor," and I hope to catch up to the present soon. Also I'm filling in some of JJ's backstory and why she wasn't with them in Seattle during the pilot. It's all guess work so be kind!

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Warning: There will be fluffiness and romance and probably some angst. Turn back now if you don't like that sort of thing.

Extreme Agressor

I don't know how to get this started… I don't like "Dear Diary…" It makes me feel like a fifteen year old girl. I'm not fifteen for God's sake. I'm twenty five years old, and a media liaison for the Behavioral Analysis Unit at Quantico.

I didn't want to keep this journal, as I'm going to call it, but Dr. Jansen said that it would help. It's been six months since we lost most of the team in the bombing in Boston. Gideon is teaching. I saw him last week and he barely said hello. Hotch told me that he's still healing from his decision to send those six agents into the building. I can't imagine how he must feel.

It's been strange having Aaron Hotchner as the boss. He never smiles. Okay… I have seen him smile when he thinks no one notices and he's talking to Haley. She's his wife and she's going to have a baby in a few weeks. He's very strict about protocol and the rules, but he's got a lot of compassion under that stern exterior that he shows when it's warranted.

Derek Morgan wasn't in Boston. His sister was in a car accident the day before and he flew to Chicago to be with his family. She wasn't seriously hurt thank God, but I think he feels guilty that he wasn't with the team. I'm glad he wasn't there. I like Derek even though his goal in life seems to be to seduce all the female recruits in every new class. He has a good heart.

Spencer Reid has been with the team for three years. I remember the day I started with this unit a year and a half ago. Hotch introduced us and Spence blushed so red I thought his head might burst into flame. He went off on some obscure statistic having to do with - well I don't remember what he was talking about. I'm sort of used to it now. He's so young and very cute. He doesn't realize how cute he is. I see lots of the female agents looking at him. It's strange… I also find myself grinding my teeth whenever someone looks twice at him. It's very strange!

Penelope Garcia is our technical analyst. She's the best hacker in the world, according to Morgan, and I agree. They've been flirting with each other for the past year, ever since he met her and called her Gomez instead of Garcia. I wonder if he's ever going to see that Garcia is head over heels in love with him and that he likes her too. Probably not, they both seem to be very clueless when it comes to the other.

The team all went Seattle today. They didn't need me to go with them this time, so I'm in my office doing paper work. I wonder how Gideon is doing his first case back in the field. I wonder if he and Hotch are getting along. I wonder if Morgan has forgiven him yet for Boston. I wonder if Reid is okay.

Reid was supposed to go to Boston too, but his mother got sick and he had to go home. He never talks about her. I wonder why… I wonder why we've never seen a picture of her. He never mentions his dad either. I think there is something wrong, but as much as I want to ask, I don't pry. It's none of my business anyway.

I wonder what his mom is like. I wonder if she's smart like him. I bet she's beautiful and has pretty eyes like him. Wait… why am I talking about Reid's eyes? I'm not going to talk about his eyes. He's too shy anyway. I'm not going to think about his eyes!

Okay… it really is time to go home. I'm sure that I'll find out how the case is going tomorrow. There's nothing to be afraid of, right. The team can take care of itself. I hope Spence… I mean I hope Reid is okay. Why do I call him that again? Till tomorrow!