Author's Note: Hey guys! So now that they know that they love each other, I was kind of not really knowing where I wanted to go with this. I think I'm going to make it shorter than I originally planned, but don't worry! I think a sequel will happen eventually. I'm pretty sure I can't write more than one story at a time, and I want to start on another one of my ideas. I think this story is going to be strictly JJ and Morgan being all cute and such, and the sequel will be more climactic :) So enjoy. Don't worry, this isn't the last chapter! And thanks for the reviews! They were spectacular!
Disclaimer: I wish I owned this show, but I don't. CBS is being stupid and I hate them right now.
Chapter 7
To say that JJ and Morgan were not discrete would be an understatement. The two had decided that they would wait to tell the team about their romance for the time being, but they were not very good at concealing their love. Unfortunately for them, they had no idea how obvious they were being.
It had been three days since Morgan had showed up at JJ's doorstep begging for forgiveness. The next day at the office was a little awkward for the two agents. Their feelings were so new and foreign to them, they didn't even know how to act around each other in front of the team. The blonde did her best to stay in her office as much as possible in an effort to not get distracted by her newfound love.
After getting through the first day, Derek decided that he couldn't just sit at his desk all day, knowing that JJ was just on the other side of her door. On the second day, he frequently made excuses to go visit JJ in her office.
More than once did Morgan sweep JJ off her feet and make her forget all about her work. They snuck around like young teenagers that weren't allowed to date. JJ would pretend to go to the bathroom, but would instead meet Derek in the supply closet. They would spend some time in there. It was a scandalous situation that the BAU never thought they would see. Of course, they didn't know it was happening, but it was a good story for JJ and Morgan nonetheless.
JJ knew that their sneaking around was childish, but she was secretly thrilled every time she met up with Derek. It was completely unprofessional, but JJ had been so uptight since she started working for the BAU. She didn't realize how much she loved being fun and rebellious. They weren't hurting anybody; they were just kissing in the mop closet.
The team had their suspicions about Derek and JJ. They were profilers after all, but they had no idea to what extent. Garcia had questioned Morgan about his visit to JJ's house, but he just said that it went fine. Naturally she tried to further inquire, but he never gave her any answers. He wasn't ready for anybody else on the team to know yet, and neither was JJ.
It was in the briefing room before a case that the team really caught on to the secret lovers. When JJ had called the team for the briefing Morgan was the first to enter the room. He came up behind JJ and placed his hand on her shoulder and let it trail down her back. His touch startled her at first, but she gave him a small smile as she stepped a bit closer to him. They were standing with JJ's shoulder in Derek's chest when Reid walked in and saw them. He cleared his throat and the two agents hastily stepped away from each other. Reid didn't read too much into it at first. He figured Morgan was just trying to see the pictures that JJ was organizing on the table.
After the briefing, while JJ was packing up, Morgan came over to her again after everyone had left. She turned to see him standing right behind her again. He pushed the hair going down her neck over her shoulder and leaned his head into her neck. They knew it was unprofessional, and they knew that at any moment they could be caught, but at that moment, the blonde liaison was the only person Derek was thinking about.
Rossi and Hotch were walking to Hotch's office when they saw Derek and JJ alone in the briefing room when they were supposed to be getting ready. Morgan was standing very close to her, and he had his hand on her back. The two superiors had just missed Derek with his face in JJ's neck, but they didn't miss the way the young agent looked at the blonde. They couldn't dwell on it too long though; they had a plane to catch.
JJ knew that the team was going to catch on to her romance if they weren't careful. She wasn't ashamed of Morgan, Lord knows no woman would be, but she couldn't face telling the team about their relationship. Fraternization was against the rules for the members of the BAU. Her job was important to her, she didn't want to lose it, or get in trouble. She had let Derek go too far in the briefing room. She understood that it was hard to concentrate on a case when they were so close at work, but they both needed to focus. People were dying, and it was their job to stop it. They couldn't continue with what they were doing- the sneaking around, the secret meetings, him kissing her neck while they were both on the clock.
JJ decided that she would subtly try to peel herself away from Morgan while they were on this case. She didn't want it to be obvious to the team that there was something going on, but she also didn't want to be obvious to Derek that she wanted space while they were at work. He may be able to play it cool after they made out in the utility closet, but she couldn't. Her face was flushed, she was all smiley, and she just seemed a different person. It could only get worse being in such small quarters with Morgan and the team. She needed to change something.
Morgan, on the other hand, was at the opposite end of the spectrum. He was about ready to go tell Hotch himself that he loved JJ, and that he wanted their relationship to be an open, honest one. He wanted to tell his BAU family about his love life. He wanted JJ to want to tell people, but she wasn't ready yet. She made it clear when they were in the briefing room alone that he needed to control himself because she wasn't ready for other people to know. She hadn't even told Emily or Garcia about them.
Derek made his way to a sleeping JJ in the back of the plane. The men were always generous about letting the females sleep on the couch, but Emily wasn't much of a sleeper on the jet, so JJ usually got to have the most comfortable sleeping spot. Other than Prentiss and Hotch, who were talking about the case at the front of the plane, the whole team was asleep. Morgan quietly sat down on the end of the couch and gently shook JJ's leg.
"JJ, baby, can you wake up for me? I want to talk before we get there," he whispered, feeling kind of bad for waking his sleeping co-worker.
JJ stirred for a second before she realized where she was and opened her eyes.
"Yeah, what's up?" she asked as she sat up and wiped her eyes. Usually they would wait until later in the day to leave for a case, but this one was far away, so they left at four in the morning, thus everyone was very tired.
"I was just thinking about how and when we should tell the team. I mean I don't want to rush anything, but it's only been a few days, and we're already having trouble keeping it a secret. I would rather tell them straight up than have them catch us doing something inappropriate."
"I want to wait, Derek; at least until after this case. We can control ourselves until then, right?" Morgan didn't miss the hint of accusation in her voice, but she smiled, so he knew she wasn't upset with him for anything that happened between them.
"I guess so, but after this case you are all mine. We will make a plan as to how we are going to tell the team, and then we will tell them, and they will be okay with it. Now go back to sleep, lovely. I'll wake you when we get there," and with that Derek walked back to his seat.
JJ was happy relieved to hear that Morgan didn't think it would be a problem with the team, and she loved the way he laid down the law. He could be so romantic and cute, yet he could flip a switch to breaking down doors and taking down bad guys.
He is so perfect. I love the way he treats me. I love the way he holds me, kisses me, and talks to me. He's gorgeous. He's strong. He's smart. And he loves me just the way I am. Gosh, I'm grossing myself out. I'm not usually one to swoon, but he's brought out so many sides of me I didn't even know existed.
They landed in California at about eight in the morning. The team got straight to work on catching the creep of the day. JJ gave two press conferences before noon. One was because the unsub had killed another person during the night, and the other was to give the part of the profile that they had figured out. They needed to do something about this guy quick because he was killing fast.
By three in the afternoon the team got a lead. Someone saw a man in a dark green pick-up truck that fit the profile. He was in his thirties, white, and looked really freaked out. The profile said that he would act skittish and scared, but still have enough cool to hold a conversation.
The man was killing randomly. He seemed to have suffered a nervous breakdown and just started shooting people off a couple days before. He had calmed down for a day to regain his composure, and then he began killing again, this time more discreetly. Although he was smart enough to cover up his wrong-doings, the man was by no means intelligent. Before he would shoot people walking down the street or mowing their lawn from his truck, but now he was starting to shoot people through their windows. He was spiraling downwards fast and the BAU was just one step behind.
Another tip came in a couple hours later saying that they think they saw the green truck at a local restaurant, and the man that drove it was obviously struggling. He had out-played the crime fighters longer than he should have been able to, and now he would finally be brought to justice.
The team, plus a dozen or so cops, pulled into the restaurant parking lot with their sirens blaring. The SWAT team ran in first and everyone could immediately tell who the killer was. Civilians close to the door were ordered to leave, but the rest of the restaurant population was stuck for the time being.
Garcia had worked her magic and found out that the man's name was Paul Tyson. He was 37 years old, and his wife was recently shot and killed while she was on vacation with some friends.
"Paul Tyson!" Morgan yelled.
Paul slowly turned around, a smiled creeped onto his face. He grabbed a teenage girl from the table next to him and held a gun to her head. All police force tensed at their sticky situation. They couldn't shoot the bastard because that would put the girl in even more danger.
Hotch stepped forward and lowered his weapon.
"Paul, I know that you don't want to hurt that young girl. You want to hurt whoever murdered your wife, but you can't. It was a gang. They were put in jail. You can't take out your emotional pain on innocent people."
"Debbie was innocent!" Paul shouted. He tightened his grip on the girl, but Hotch could tell that he didn't want to hurt any more people.
"You're right. Debbie was innocent. But it isn't fair of you to take someone else's family or friend away from them just because that's what happened to you," Hotch pleaded.
Paul didn't know what to do. Everything that they said was right and he knew it. He didn't want to hurt anyone else. He just wanted it all to stop. He wanted his life to stop.
Hotch could practically read the man's conflicted mind. "Paul I know what you're thinking and that isn't the way to deal with this either. Put your gun down and your hands in the air right now."
Prentiss had come in through the back door and was watching the proceedings from behind Paul. He didn't know she was there. Paul hesitated for a moment and Emily took her chance. She grabbed the gun out of his hand from behind and pushed him to the ground.
"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can, and will, be used against you in the court of law," Prentiss recited. She led him out to the police car with the rest of the team following close behind.
It was 10:30 pm by the time the team got back to the hotel. They had scheduled out three days to solve this case, so they had another two days to enjoy all California had to offer. They were only an hour away from LA by jet. The next day they would go to the big city for some well-deserved fun.
*Okay, so I know they don't schedule out time for cases, but I needed an excuse to keep them in CA for a little bit :) This chapter was kind of a filler. Also, I've already warned you guys about this, but I'm not a profiler and I'm not serial killer savvy, so I apologize if some of the case seemed dumb or didn't really make sense. I'm trying really hard, but I just don't know if my efforts are realistic. I think I will continue to keep the killers to a minimum in this story! I'm sorry it took me so long to get up. I had to really think about where I wanted to go with this story, so it took me a while to write in the right stuff! Please review! Love it, hate it? Let me know! Thanks!
** The next chapter will be scandalous so don't miss out! I've finally got a good set-up for some real juicy stuff that we've all been waiting for. And once again, please please please review! Alright, I'm done :)
