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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!
Ever since they had gotten on the plane, JJ had felt herself get increasingly worse. It was a wonder that the pancakes Will had made that morning managed to stay down. Right after she thought of that, she felt vile crawling up her throat. She swallowed some ginger ale, her breakfest going down with the liquid. It was a temporary fix, JJ knew, but it was all she could manage before the rest of the team started to spoil her and pester her, begging her to go home. She settled for taking deep breaths instead, willing the food to stay down. Right as she started to relax, she felt stuff coming up fast. Too fast for her to fight it with ginger ale. JJ raced to the small bathroom, careful not to kick Reid's legs, sticking out from the seats as he slept. For the first time, JJ was glad that the jet's engine was so loud, because it helped mask the sounds of her breakfest making a reappearance. She flushed the toilet, popped a stick of gum in her mouth and washed her hands. She flattened her hair and took a few breaths to collect herself and walked back out. "Are you okay?" Kate asked, obviously worried.
"Yeah! Why wouldn't I be? Just nature's calling!" JJ replied cheerfully. Every time a word left her mouth, it felt like the inside of her throat was being shredded into thin strips by shards of glass. Like sand paper was being rubbed against the walls of her esophagus. JJ could feel her facade dripping away and forced one of her signature "media-liaison smiles." Though she was no longer the official public face of the team, she still sometimes went on T.V. and when she did, her smiles were always beautiful and dazzling. Kate, though unconvinced, decided to let JJ go without further questioning.
The case the team was working on was a hard one. They had been in L.A. for two days already, and the only thing they could do was trace Ariel's father to a hard-core porn website. It didn't seem like anything that would help. It was ever so slightly disturbing that the middle-aged man enjoyed watching people get it on though. Apart from that, there was nothing.
"Well, Ariel was blonde, pretty. Simon was blond and good looking. Maybe he has a fetish?" suggested Kate.
The rest of the group nodded, but didn't really give it much thought. It was hard to go on evidence as easy as that. So many people were blonde in L.A., whether or not it was natural or dyed, but if they were to tell people he were targeting blonde kids, there would be widespread panic. It was as JJ was thinking about this that she fainted.
JJ woke up in a room, too bright for her comfort. Will had her hand enclosed in his, head down, snoring gently. JJ looked around. The slight movement caused the crisp sheets to rustle, waking Will. He jerked up and saw that JJ was finally awake. "Oh thank god!" He hugged her. "I knew you didn't look to good that day. Next time, listen to me! You are grounded! You're not allowed to leave the house until Friday!"
JJ nodded tiredly. He was right. She was sick and should have stayed home.