Coffee Shop Encounter.

Hello, happy 2016, everyone!
- So I have been debating if or not I should write a story like this for a while and finally decided to just go for it.

-Aaron meets a new woman in a coffee shop. –

Might turn into a two – chapter thing or maybe multiple chapters, but let's just see how this goes!

I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.


"Please, dad! Aunt Jessica takes me sometimes, they have really nice drinks and really nice cookies! Please!" Jack was currently in the process of trying to convince his father to take him to a coffee shop he'd been going every day after school.

"Fine, but not for long, you have homework," Aaron said, giving in to his son's pleading.

The car journey was silent as Jack watched out of the window at whatever they passed as Aaron focused on the road, looking back at his son occasionally as he used side streets to avoid the traffic.

"When did Jessica begin bringing you to the coffee shop, Jack?" Aaron began to question his son.

"We came in after I did my maths test a few weeks ago. Jessica said she knew the lady who runs it." Jack explained as Aaron tried to remember when Jack's maths test was.

"They have really nice pictures on the wall, they're all of happy things and bright colours, you're really going to like it dad!" Jack seemed excited as Aaron finally found somewhere to park, before smiling at his son.

"I'm sure I will, buddy." He smiled, before getting out of the car, checking his wallet was in his pocket before he helped Jack out.

Pushing the door open, Aaron instantly saw what Jack meant by happy pictures and bright colours. The shop was called Chelsea Coffee Corner, and a sign on one of the walls showed Aaron the shop was originally started in Chelsea in London.

"Can I have a hot chocolate please dad?" Jack got his attention, who'd since found a seat in the corner of the nearly empty shop.

"Sure, did you want a cookie too?" Aaron asked, waiting for his son to nod his head before he walked up to the counter, smiling at the woman who was currently cleaning the counter tops.

"Hi, what can I get you?" She asked and instantly Aaron smiled. She was definately British.

"Erm, hot chocolate, black coffee and a cookie, please." He ordered with a smile, getting out his wallet as he did.

The woman prepared the drinks before she got a cookie out of the jar they were kept in.

"Tell Jack he can have the cookie on the house." She put the cookie on a plate and put in on a tray.

"You know my son?" Suddenly Aaron became protective.

"Yeah, he comes in with his Aunt sometimes. He always orders for his Aunt; I think it's his way of being grown up. He seems like a very nice boy." The woman behind the counter explained before putting the coffee on the try.

"Would you like me to put cream and marshmallows on the hot chocolate?" She asked before he could say anything.

"Please, erm, can I ask your name?" The confident FBI Special Agent suddenly disappeared.

"Jayney, and you?" Jayney asked him, getting the cream and marshmallows out.

"Aaron. Maybe if you're not too busy you could come and join me and Jack?" Jayney went a little red but accepted the offer anyway.

"I would like that, thank you."

"How much do I owe you?"

"Have it on the house, just don't tell anyone." She smiled shyly as she handed him the tray, before she moved around the counter herself, following Aaron as he sat down.

"I thought Jayney could sit with us, is that okay?" Jack smiled when he saw the waitress.

"Yeah! Thank you for my drink and cookie dad!"

"Thank Jayney, she's letting us have it for free." Aaron whispered slightly.

"I don't mind! It's nice to have customers who enjoy calling in!"

"I really like it here, Aunt Jessica promised to bring me every day after school!"

"Maybe when you're old enough you can have a job here?" Jayney asked with a grin, turning towards Aaron.

"So, what do you do, Aaron?"

"I work for the FBI, based in Quantico." Aaron told her, knowing that's when he either gained someone's' interest or lost it.

"Dad catches bad guys!" Jack put in, before taking one of the marshmallows off the top of his drink. Jayney smiled at him before her attention once again switched to Aaron.

"Sounds like a lot of work, but catching bad guys sound very rewarding!" She joked a little, and Aaron figured she was a little lost on what to say.

"If this place does take out, I assure you I will come before work, whenever I am in town."

"You work all over the country?"

"Yeah, we can be away for nearly two weeks at a time, although we try to do all we can in the first 2-3 days."

"Well, in that case, we open at 6:00am each morning, close at 11:00pm and do take out. What part of the FBI do you work for, if you don't mind me asking?" Aaron was about to give an answer when the door opened and a few customers walked in.

"I have to go." Jayney stated the obvious, but Aaron stopped her.

"Maybe tomorrow morning before work, I'll tell you." He said wondering just what he was doing, but she smiled anyway before she disappeared off to serve the other customers.


Just like he'd said Aaron arrived at the coffee shop shortly before it opened, wanting to get the chance to speak to Jayney before he had to go to work.

"What can I get you?" She asked. It seemed almost like this was a big part of her personality, something that Aaron really seemed to like if his thoughts were anything to go by.

"Black coffee, please." He said with a smile, before looking around.

"So, another day catching the bad guys?"

"Yes, well, if I get a case, if not it's masses of paperwork." Jayney laughed before turning to the coffee machine.

"To take out, or are you staying in?"

"Well, I'll sit in if you have a minute to join me?"

"I think I can spare some time." She said, grabbing a coffee mug since the water had just boiled.

Making up his coffee, she wondered what he was really like, or if this was him on a good day, even she understood slightly that catching serial killers and seeing victims could take its toll on anyone.

Before she could even ask he was handing her the money, before he went to sit down.

"So, Mr FBI…" Jayney began, Aaron laughed a little, the nickname was something he hadn't expected.

"What part of the FBI do you work for?"

"The BAU. Behavioural Analysis Unit." Jayney nodded slightly, but her face still had a look of confusion.

"We profile serial killers, kidnappers, people like that." Aaron took a sip of his drink, but still watching her carefully.

"I guess I am still not used to all the letters. We have MI5 and MI6, that's about it…"

"I think you have a few more, but…"

"I would rather not know." She interrupted and Aaron had to wonder just why.

"You profile people; can you profile me?" Jayney spoke up after a minute of silence, Aaron smiled, before nodding slightly.

"I can try, I don't know how good it will be."

"Is that because you don't know me, or because I am not a serial killer?" She questioned before sipping whatever hot drink she had.

"A little bit of both."

"You introduce yourself as Jayney, but your birth name is Jayne. You feel safe and content working in a coffee shop and my job frightens you. You seem confident in talking to people, but are more comfortable serving adults than children. You're British, but it's clear you've been trying to lessen your accent.

You seem to like bright colours, indicating to me that maybe you're trying to make your life better." Aaron stopped when he saw her blush.

"You can tell all of that from meeting me once?"

"Well, your accent is pretty easy to pick up, the name thing, well that was a guess, but the rest of it is just some easy profiling." Aaron tried to explain, before taking a sip of his coffee.

"The name yes, Jayne was my mother's name and we never really got on. I feel safe here, I was never confident enough to do anything else, so when my friend began this business in the U.K I worked there. When he decided to bring the coffee shop chain stateside he asked me if I wanted to help out at the shop, his mum and dad live upstairs. Children have never been a strong point for me, and yes, I like bright colours very much, as a child I had a dark room and wore dark clothes, so when I moved I decided maybe bright colours were for me."

"Bright colours suit you…" He commented on her outfit, the light blue jeans and colourful top she wore made her look younger than she was but still nice.

"Thank you." She refused to make eye contact, but still he could see her blushing.

"Look, I have really enjoyed talking to you, but I do have to go…"

"Yeah, sorry I kept you." She put in before he could finish his sentence.

"Don't worry about it. Really."

"See you around, Aaron."

"See you around Jayney…"


Please let me know what you think and if I should continue or not.
I really hope you like it!

Thank you for reading.
Bethanyy, x