(Hello! This is a new story I'm writing called Americana. It takes place around 2010, when Henry is 2. Also, for the purpose of this story, Will and JJ are already married. I hope you enjoy, leave me a review!)

"JJ, wake up."

I opened my eyes, squinting against the sun pouring in through the car windows. "What's wrong?"

Will glanced over at me and took my hand with a smile. "Nothing's wrong. We're here." I glanced out the window at the town.

"Where's the rest of it?"

He chuckled. "Glad to see you're so impressed." I sat up straighter, really looking at the buildings we were passing. They were flat and low to the ground, their signs faded and peeling. People seemed to watch our SUV as we drove past, recognizing us as out of place.

"How many people did you say live here?"

"Just over 15,000."

I shook my head. "Jesus. That's barely enough to count as civilization."

"My hometown only had about 1800. We didn't have a McDonald's."

I shook my head. "No thank you."

"It wasn't so bad. We found ways to amuse ourselves."

I raised an eyebrow. "You mean you drank beer and chased girls?"

He grinned. "I might have read a few books in there somewhere."

"So is this the main road?"

"It's Main Street, yeah."

"This is as big as it gets?" He nodded and I silenced a sigh, reminding myself of all the reasons I had agreed to this move. Will had been offered a position as Captain with the Americana police department. It meant rising two ranks and a pay increase, with a drastically lower cost of living. A smaller town meant less crime so he would be in less danger than in his current position with DC Metro police. He could spend more time at home with Henry and I. The smaller schools would give our son a better education once he was old enough, and would give him a more idyllic childhood.

I glanced at Henry in the rear view mirror. He was asleep against the side of his car seat, his chubby cheeks sticky from the candy we had bought him at a gas station during the drive.

I felt like the first two years of his life had been more than idyllic. Afternoons in the park, taking him to museums, meeting other kids from vastly different backgrounds, a nanny who had cared for him as if he was her own.

Oh yes, another perk of the move: not needing a nanny. There weren't a lot of press liaison openings available in Americana, KS and with Will being appointed as a Captain, I couldn't work at the police station period. So for now I was still looking, and would be staying home until something turned up.

Will turned right and the businesses turned into residences. They were all either low ranches from the 60s or older homes from closer to the turn of the century, complete with porches that were in disarray, the paint peeling from their columns. The farther he drove, the more spread out they became.

"Are we leaving town?"

"The house is on the outskirts." This was my first time in Americana. Will had visited several times to interview and then formally accept the position but I couldn't get the time off from the BAU, so he had been left to house hunt alone.

The SUV slowed and he turned into a driveway. A large white house loomed among a yard full of overgrown weeds.

"Holy shit, Will. That thing is massive."

He laughed and opened his door. "Welcome home. Here, let's leave Henry in the car in the air conditioning while I show you around." I got out too, the stifling heat pressing against my skin.

"This is way bigger than you made it seem."

"It was built in 1898, they weren't worried about taking up too much room."

"You said it had four bedrooms?"

"Four bedrooms, right… And a library, a sunroom, a formal living room, and what the previous owners called a music room."

"What in the world do we need this much space for?"

"For all of Henry's brothers and sisters," he teased, putting an arm around my waist as we walked up the front drive.

"Yeah, and your other wife who births them," I answered with a soft smack to his chest. He pulled a key from his pocket and let us in.

Inside was cooler than I expected. The air smelt musty, as if no one had lived here for years. The foyer was beautiful with a mahogany staircase leading to the upper level. He led me through the ground floor, turning on the ceiling fans and pointing out all of the different rooms. It really was a beautiful house, and compared to what we had been paying for our two bedroom condo in DC, an absolute steal.

"We're going to have to buy more furniture," I joked, peering inside some of the kitchen cabinets.

"I bet that can be arranged. There's a bathroom through here." I followed him.

"Not crazy about the pink walls, but it could be worse." I opened the door to the stand alone shower. "Oh my god!"

"What?"

"Will, this is… God look at the grout in here. It's nearly black in places. This thing hasn't been properly cleaned since before I was born. This is disgusting."

"Well at least you'll have something to keep you busy." He pressed a kiss to my cheek and I laughed.

"Buddy if you think you're getting out of helping me clean you are sorely mistaken." We left the bathroom and he led me upstairs. All of the bedrooms were decently clean with ample closet space. In fact, that seemed to be one thing the house had plenty of. Everywhere I turned there were more closets, more storage. It was a pleasant change from city life. As I stood in the middle of what would be our master bedroom, Will came to stand behind me, his arms wrapped around my stomach.

"What do you think, Jayje?"

"It's beautiful," I said, turning to face him. "I mean it."

He brought a hand to my cheek. "Thank you for agreeing to this move. I know you're giving up a lot to come here."

I smiled. "What's a marriage for other than sacrifice? And besides, it's not for forever. Eventually we'll move back to the city."

He pressed his lips to mine. "We will. But until then, how about we break in the house?" He waggled his eyebrows at me and pulled me a little closer.

I giggled against his lips. "We've been up here for a while. We need to go get Henry from the car and start unloading."

"But we've been driving all day, and you smell so good." He nuzzled his nose into my neck.

"Will, I smell like sweat and the car and greasy fast food."

"Mm, my favorite."

I laughed and smacked him on the shoulder. "C'mon, it's cool enough to bring Henry in from the car. But I'll tell you what, once we get everything inside and get the trailer turned in, we can start the process of breaking in every single bedroom, music room, and sun room the house has. Deal?"

He followed me out of the bedroom, smacking my ass as he did. "You drive a hard bargain, Jareau."

X

It took several long hours, but eventually everything was inside. Will took the U haul back into town and brought us back a pizza. I had no idea which boxes held our pots and pans, and we didn't have any groceries other than the snacks we had brought along for Henry, so it looked like we would be eating out for a few more meals at least. We sat at the counter in the kitchen and ate, Henry balancing on Will's knee.

"What's that?" I pointed to a door we hadn't gone through earlier.

"The basement. The previous owners left their washer and dryer."

"Oh that'll be nice. Anything else down there?"

"Not much. Maybe some old rags. It seemed pretty cleaned out when I was down there."

"It'll be nice to have laundry here in the house instead of having to haul it all the way to a communal room. We just have to take it down two flights of stairs instead of sixteen."

"Actually, we won't have to take any down, there's a laundry chute from the second floor directly into the basement. We'll just have to bring it back up." He gave me a cheeky grin. "How's that for efficiency?"

"Do you have to go in tomorrow?"

He nodded, wiping at Henry's face with a paper towel. "I report tomorrow at eight am sharp."

I tickled under Henry's chin. "Hear that? It's just you and me tomorrow, little man."

"You should explore the town a little bit."

I shrugged. "I'll probably start on getting everything unpacked. That way we can look at what we have and what we're going to need to buy."

He nodded. "Fair enough. You'll need to go in to the cafe over on Chestnut in the morning, though."

"Why's that?"

He smirked. "We found the coffee maker but we haven't found the coffee yet."

X

That night, once Henry was settled in his playpen down the hall, I kept my promise of breaking in the new house. Will laced his fingers with mine as he moved between my legs. His head dipped to kiss and suck at the spot just behind my jaw and I bit my lip, not wanting to make too much noise.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him even tighter to me. He released my hands so that one could work it's way between us, pushing me towards the edge, and he rested his forehead against mine.

"I love you," he gasped.

His hips rolled against mine and my breath caught in my chest. "I'm… I'm…" My orgasm rocked through me, making my back arch and my toes curl. He thrust into me a few times more before following me over the edge.

We collapsed into a sweaty heap, catching our breath. He rolled onto his back and I pulled the sheet to cover us, resting my head on his chest. My eyes were already inching closed when he began to speak. "I mean it, JJ. I really love you."

"Well you better, we are married after all." He gave me a light pinch on the ass and I laughed. "I love you too."

"I think this is going to be good for all of us. Neither of us will have to be constantly worried that the other person is in danger. We'll get to spend more time with Hen. And we'll get to be in the same city for longer than a week at a time for the first time since… well since we met each other."

I laughed softly. "That's not true. I didn't travel for the last few months of my pregnancy or while I was on maternity leave."

"You know what I mean."

"I do."

"It's gonna be like a honeymoon."

I pressed a kiss to his collarbone. "You're gonna end up sick of me."

He pulled me closer. "That's impossible."

We both lay silent. "Will?"

"Hm?"

"What if…"

"What?"

"It's dumb, never mind."

"What, babe?"

"Well I was going to say, what if I can't make any friends here, but then I remembered that I'm thirty one, not thirteen."

"You'll find someone. And true, you may not be as close as you and Emily or you and Spencer, but to be fair you probably won't have to watch your new friends be shot at." I laughed. "But you'll find a group of friends here. Anyone who doesn't want to be friends with you is crazy."

"Thanks, Dad," I teased, and he groaned.

"Can you not? Not when we've just had sex." I laughed and stretched up to press a kiss to his lips.

"I'm sorry. Would you rather I call you Captain?" I could feel him stirring back to life next to my thigh.

"Now that is something I could get behind." He rolled us over and kissed me and I pulled back with a laugh.

"Will, you have to start a new job in seven hours."

He kissed down my neck. "But we have all of these bedrooms to explore."

"None of which have beds yet."

"Who said we needed a bed?" He got up and picked me up bridal style, dragging the sheet along with us as he made the way to the bedroom across the hall.