Her heart was beating so hard she could almost feel it hitting against the cool material of the white shirt she was wearing. Her cheeks seemed to be burning and she couldn't shake a strange ringing noise from her head as she paced back and forth across the floor of her hotel room. She checked her watch again. It had been an hour and a half. A whole ninety minutes since she had left the station, thirty minutes more than he said he'd be. She sighed, wondering why she was letting herself get this affected by him. She had decided a long time ago that she, Jennifer Jareau was not the type of woman to get completely bowled over by a guy. She had tried that once before and no, she wasn't going there again.

A sharp knock on the door made her jump, and she felt a twinge in her neck as she turned her head too quickly towards the source of the noise. Grumbling, she raised a hand to massage it, swinging open the door with her other,

"You need another hand there?" his drawling voice filled the room and she bit back a smile, raising her eyebrows slightly. Stepping back, she gestured into the room with a "Thanks, but I think I got it."

He chuckled, seemingly unfazed and placed what he had been carrying on the table, which turned out to be two bottles of wine, one red and one white, from what JJ could tell. Seeing her noticing the glass bottles, he shrugged, "Couldn' remember which type you preferred so I just got both…"

She hummed slightly, taking a step back. "I don't think we're going to need that, I wasn't expecting this to be a long-"

"What happened JJ?" he asked suddenly, crossing the room in what seemed like two strides. His hand circled around her forearm and she put up a pitiful struggle against it.

"I don't know what you mean" she whispered, trying to look at a spot beyond his head, the doorframe, the ceiling light, anything but him.

"Oh don' give me that" he said, almost laughing. As though this was some sort of game. "You left without ever saying a word!"

"I'm sure I said goodbye…" Turning away from him, she shook the hair that had fallen into her eyes away from her face.

"Not a proper goodbye! How could you just take off?"

Whirling around, she stared at him, and he almost seemed to shiver under their icy gaze, "How could I?! We made it very clear it wasn't going anywhere, Will! We said no promises, no strings, what gives you the right to be pissed off when I just stuck to what we had said all along we could do?"

"My right?!" he asked, his voice rising. He took another step towards her, his eyes seeming brighter than they had before, "My right was that I loved you! And you just- just left, without sayin' a proper goodbye or a call or anythin'!"

She chuckled, placing a hand on her hip, "As if you even noticed! With all those girls that were always hanging around you, I'm pretty sure you're mixing love up with something else…"

"Oh this is ridiculous" he sighed, rolling his head back. "I haven' seen you in, what, five years and I just-"

"Nearly six" she whispered, her eyes trained to the floor.

"What?"

"I said, it's nearly six…" her eyes met his and she inhaled deeply, something in her soul was telling her that this was the right time, that it would all be okay, that she could have him again, but her brain won, as always, reminding her why she left in the first place and she closed off. Blinking, she folded her arms,

"Clearly you have nothing of really any substance to say Will, so if you don't mind, I'm really tired…"

Crossing the floor again, she opened the door and looked straight ahead, not even glancing at his face as he approached.

"I'm going to find out what happened Jayje", he whispered, his eyes combing over face, "You're here until the case is completely finished and that's not gonn' be tomorrow or the day after, so we are goin' to talk"

She inhaled sharply, and sensing he wasn't going to get anything more from her, he left the hotel room and was down the corridor and out of sight before she could change her mind, before she could call him back and-

And, what? Nothing was going to happen. This wasn't a movie, she thought, locking the door, nothing that happens in those damn films ever actually happens in real life. Fairy tales weren't real and nobody was going to save you.

They're terrible examples for children, she thought, as she changed into her pyjamas, fairy tales. There weren't any handsome knights that come and save you from a pitiful life. There were only smooth talking police detectives who are dangerous to fall too in love with. But, she thought, that's not what that was. She wasn't in love with Will, she never had been. Surely, if she had been in love with him, it wouldn't have been so easy to leave, she told herself, desperately trying to forget the long nights crying into the darkness and the many dialled nearly-phone-calls. He hadn't been in love with her either, clearly, or he would have chased her, he would have tried harder when she had ignored his calls and not replied to any of the sixty E-Mails and letters he sent. He wouldn't change and she wasn't going to be his bit of fun every now and again anymore.

Sighing, she rolled on to her side and pressed the home button on her cell phone, Lina's smiling face lighting up the darkness of the bedroom. The little girl's eyes sparkled in a way JJ's never had and she had always wondered where her daughter had got her eyes from, eyes that seemed so much brighter than anything else JJ had seen.

Well, almost anything. Until she had seen the exact same eyes, bit slightly different shine just as bright at her not even an hour ago.

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