Chapter 1: The first time
"The first time I saw you; there was something different in the air, I could not help myself but to stare. It was not what you were wearing or the smile you tried to hide, it went deeper than that; it came from the inside." – Christine D. Patterson
Dear _,
I do not know your name yet, or why you were there talking in my bosses office. I was going in to tell him that we had a case when I was stunned by your beauty. You are so radiant it is almost blinding, though I must admit in an understated way. Does that make sense? When I walked in I couldn't help the small "Oh." That escaped my lips as I set eyes upon you. I stalled and it took me a second to rip my eyes from you. You should know that I do not stall. Words are my job, and I'm supposed to be good with people at all times, but you, just simply laying eyes upon you took that all away. Now tell me dark-haired beauty, will I ever know your name? Will I be able to get to know you?
Sincerely,
JJ
Jennifer Jereau couldn't help the sigh that escaped her just then. This raven haired woman was plaguing her mind so she took to what she normally did when troubled, she wrote a letter. She wrote to whatever it was that was troubling her. Only she couldn't afford to be troubled right then. They were working a case and they definitely needed her to focus, people were dying.
She sat back in her bed and took in her surroundings. Uncomfortable bed, boring nightstand, a boring TV stand completed with a dinosaur of a TV and she was sure the 2 lamps were from the 1980's. This job could get tough, the isolation of it. Well the isolation for her anyways. Ever since Elle left she had to bunk alone on cases which sucked because it was nice to talk instead of drowning in the case and thoughts. She was jealous of the boys, they always got to bunk together and talk about whatever bothered them if they felt it was necessary.
Flipping the switch of the lamp to off, the troubled blonde laid in bed staring at her dark ceiling. She'd never been so captivated by anyone. Well yes there were those conquests, beautiful women who wanted what she did, sex, but the second she left the bar or club – with or without them – they were out of her system. But this woman, she stuck herself in her mind and wouldn't go away.
Just from locking eyes once set JJ's curiosity level. Those chocolate brown orbs held so much depth, but shielded something. The blonde agent was determined to figure out who the woman was, and solve ever layer of her being. She didn't know why, but she desperately wanted the raven-haired woman.
