JJ finished up her breakfast and kissed Will and Henry on the head. "I will see you guys soon!" she chirped happily, determined to fake it till she made it. She would at least pretend that she didn't feel sick. Henry reached towards her, wordlessly asking for a hug. JJ happily obliged and embraced him quickly, then picked up her purse and already packed duffel bag. "Goodbye," she whispered into Will's hair as she gave him when last kiss. He stood up from the chair and grabbed her keys. He tossed them to her and she caught them though she fumbled a little bit. As JJ walked out the door, she could hear her boys laughing. Sliding the into her car, she felt the vibrations from the engine and leaned her head back. The headache was killing her. The Advil and water had helped a little, but it was still there. Driving off to the office, she thought about how much sleep she could get on the plane to L.A., hoping that she would get in at least a few hours.
The moment JJ walked in through the glass doors leading to the conference room that seemed to be especially reserved for the team, everybody was already deciding how they should divide the work so that JJ got the least work of them all. Will had already texted them, telling them that JJ seemed to be sick. JJ never seemed to get sick. When any of the other team members got sick, it was always JJ that seemed to get them another cup of ginger ale and made them eat their medicine. She made sure that they had the most comfortable hotel bedroom and that they got enough sleep every night which was hard to do with their job. It was hard to imagine that she was the one that needed taking care of now. JJ was like a mother to the team and her own family.
JJ pushed through the door of and slid into her seat at the round table. "Shall we get started?" she asked. Reid turned away, already trying to figure out if she just had a common cold or if she was really dying from some unknown disease. Callaghan was pouring a cup of tea for JJ. She dripped some honey into the cup and stirred, then handed the steaming cup to JJ. JJ gratefully accepted the drink, refusing to address their concerns about her sickness. Will had never formally told her that he was in contact with the rest of the team, but he also never tried to hide it from her. It was obvious that he texted them from time to time. She just wished he wasn't so quick to tell them when she was feeling down or under the weather though. She couldn't remember the last time that she was sick. It must of been years ago.
"Okay, my delicious crime fighters! Seems like you guys will be flying out to the City of the Angels!" Garcia informed them perkily, referring to L.A.'s nickname. "Ugh, umm. Prepare yourselves for some grossy, grossy photos, but it seems that we have a serial killer on our hand again!" She clicked her remote and a photo of a young girl dressed up in a beautiful and exquisite gown popped up. The girl was blond, her eyes closed. She seemed so peaceful, as if she were sleeping. The only difference between her and a person merely sleeping was that her skin had taken up an ash gray tone. "Meet Ariel Mason." Garcia's tone of voice had drastically changed from happy to sullen. "Nine years old from L.A.. She was found with another boy. Simon Mellark." A photo of a young brunette boy popped up. He to was dressed in an extravagant suit. "He was also nine years old. They went to the same school and were in the same class a few years ago. After that, they were in different classes. Simon and Ariel were on the same swim team though. Both went missing on Friday. You, my superheroes, have been called to L.A., because another two children have gone missing and turned up dead. Alyssa Connor, and Aiden Johnson." Another picture popped up. Alyssa was dressed up in an exact same copy of the dress Ariel was in, and Aiden was also in the same sort of suit Simon was in.
"Both kids were blond," observed JJ.
"Yup, and Cara," a photo of another blond girl popped up, "and Derric, both fit the profile. They went missing this morning."
"Is there anything else that we know?" asked Reid, studying the file.
"Nope, not much, Boy Genius."
"Okay, wheels up in 20," Hotch called and he left the room. JJ sipped the tea that she had been given and flipped through the papers a little more, looking for something that would catch her eye. Nothing seemed to pop out though. She stood up quickly and grabbed her "to-go" bag, hastily shoved underneath the table, and stood up. JJ realized her mistake a moment too late though, and stumbled. Being sick and standing up quickly was never good. She paused and pressed her fingertips into the cool wood of the round table to get her bearings.
Reid looked up just in time to see JJ stumble and almost fall. He was about to say something about her going home, but then realized that she would deny the fact that she was sick. JJ would never say that she was sick even if she really were. He looked towards Kate. Kate seemed to have come to the same conclusion.
A/N
Hey there guys! I hope you guys are enjoying what I've written so far. From now on, I will probably be posting less often because I'll be going back to school (it's been spring break)! Please review/like/favorite or whatever it is that you do! I'm sort of new to this fanfiction thing because even though I created this account a while ago, I've only recently started to write with this account! Please let me know how I'm doing and if there's anything you'd like me to do. I'll be making a series of one shots soon and I'd love it if you guys would give me some requests in exchange for shoutouts and stuff. You'll definitely get credit for the idea!
