A/N: I know this scenario is highly unlikely, but it's fic, we can do what we want. Slightly crack since it is set in my hometown, but still a serious story. Hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds or any of its affiliates and characters. All places, companies, and organisations mentioned in this story are real.

"This case is going to be... different"

As soon as the words had left her unit chief's mouth, Jennifer Jareau felt her heart sink. Different usually meant long, arduous, and at least a week away from her family.

Standing around the table in the briefing room, she fixed her gaze on the screen in front of her. On it were photos of small children, most likely no older than Henry. But something was familiar about them...

"The San Diego child sex trafficking case has reopened... but now it has crossed international waters," Hotch said grimly. "We normally wouldn't be called in, but because we worked the original case, we've been asked to join the task force"

"So we're heading back to San Diego," Morgan sighed.

Hotch shook his head slowly. "No... we're travelling overseas... hence why this is different... a case with the same victimology and MO has turned up in Perth, Western Australia. So we will be travelling there to assist"

JJ rose her eyebrows; Australia was at least a day's travel from DC. Not to mention they were going for a second attempt at solving a case that had gone cold. She knew that would constitute being away from her family for at least two weeks.

"The case in Perth has two separate areas we will need to work in. The city itself, and a small town in the Wheatbelt district, called Merredin. It's about a three hour journey by road from Perth, and we will need to split time between them," Hotch added. "We're taking the jet to LA. We can go over the case on the way, and we should be ready to go by the time we touch down in Perth. Go home, pack for roughly two weeks, and meet at the airstrip in two hours. Garcia, you will be coming with us, as the time difference will only impede when we need to get in touch with you"

Nodding, the team turned and filed out of the room. JJ let out a heavy sigh.

It looked like the boys were Will's responsibility for the next two weeks.

"Australia?"

JJ nodded as she packed her toiletry bag and mentally checked off everything she needed. "I know. It's weird, but it's a case we've worked before, and they need our help. I'll call you as often as I can and let you know what's going on"

Smiling, Will pulled his wife into a tight hug. "We'll miss you"

JJ smiled, relaxing into his hold. "I'll miss you too"

"Mom, we have to say goodbye!" came Henry's exuberant shout as he ran into the room, 18 month old Michael toddling behind him on chubby legs.

Letting go of Will, JJ knelt down, opening her arms to her son as he ran into her embrace.

"Oh buddy, nice hug! I'll miss you, but I'll be back before you know it. You're gonna be a good boy and help your dad out aren't you?"

Henry nodded, beaming at his mother.

"I promise," he said happily, stepping aside as Michael tried to climb onto JJ for a cuddle.

"Hey sweet boy," JJ cooed, wrapping her toddler in a tight cuddle as he squealed and laughed. "You better be a good boy as well. No explosive poop, ok?"

Henry giggled as Michael planted a slobbery kiss on his mother's cheek.

"Thanks bud," JJ laughed, letting go of Michael and standing up. Grabbing her suitcase, she pulled it off of the bed, slinging her bag over her shoulder as she did.

"Let's go wave bye to your momma," Will said, ushering the boys out of the room as he followed JJ.

It didn't feel like a long enough goodbye as JJ hugged and kissed each of her boys again before getting into the car. She wished she didn't have to travel so far, for so long, but she had a job to do.

And get it done, she would.

"Cabin crew to landing positions"

Over twenty four hours later, and they had finally reached their final destination. The Australian accents were awash around them, and JJ could already feel jet lag setting in. It was approaching six am in Perth, but to JJ, it was still DC time.

She turned, looking out the window as the ground grew closer and closer to them. They were passing roads, already filled with morning commuter traffic, building after building, and then suddenly it all stopped, the ground closer than ever.

With a hard touch down, the plane landed on the runway, the engines roaring to life as it slowed down to crawling before turning off the runway about two thirds of the way down. JJ rubbed her eyes; she really needed a shower and some sleep.

Looking over to her left, she smirked again at Hotch. It was strange to see him in casual clothes. She had known the man long enough to expect him to fly all the way to Australia in a suit.

Clearly not.

"Ladies and gentleman, welcome to Perth. Local time is four minutes to six in the morning, the weather is clear with an expected high of twenty five degrees. We hope you have enjoyed your flight today, and that you look forward to enjoying the beautiful day ahead. Thank you for flying Qantas, and we hope to see you on board again soon"

"Isn't twenty five degrees cold?" JJ muttered to Spencer, who was sitting to her left.

"Celsius, JJ. It's about eighty degrees Fahrenheit," Spencer replied without hesitation.

"Oh, of course," JJ yawned as the plane rumbled along the taxiway to the terminal. "I forgot"

"You need sleep," Spencer chuckled.

"Tell me about it," JJ mumbled.

An hour later, they had disembarked, cleared security, and collected their bags. Rejoining each other in the terminal hall, JJ was glad to see she wasn't the only fighting to stay awake.

"When we get to the hotel, take some time to freshen up and grab a few hours sleep. The commissioner has asked us to be at the Australian Federal Police office in the city by one this afternoon. We'll meet in the lobby at quarter past twelve. Make sure your phones are switched to Australian time," Hotch instructed.

And with that, they walked out of the terminal towards the waiting cars.