I arrived home later that night, and proceeded to get back to reality. I packed a new go bag, knowing I hadn't swapped my clothes around since being down in San Francisco about a week ago. After I finished packing the last of my things, I decided to call Will. I headed out to the living room to use the land line, only to remember I forgot to ask for his number, how stupid could I be? I hit redial on the home phone, hoping he'll pick up my cell again.
Ring.
Ring.
Ring.
Ring.
"Hi you've reached Jennifer Jareau, I'm sorry I can't come to the phone right now, but leave a message after the beep, and I'll get back to you shortly," I heard from the end of the line.
I knew it was probably no use, but I left a message anyway. 'Hey Will, I forgot to get your number, and you probably won't even get this, but if you do…Um…We just got a new case, we'll be heading up to Washington, so if you wanna call me, I guess just call my work cell." I luckily finished what I needed to say before the beep interrupted me.
I headed to bed, knowing we needed to be up early tomorrow, and it would be good to have a whole nights rest before getting back to work.
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Hotch, Spencer and I had been up in Washington for almost two days. I had met the sheriff in charge of the case yesterday, and although he was new to his job, he was picking it up quickly, and was willing to help as much as he could along the way.
We were in the briefing room when my phone started to ring, it was probably Emily calling with something new she and Derek had found. It was weird the team being separated like this, we weren't like this a lot.
"Agent Jareau?" I answered seeing an unknown caller.
"JJ, its Will."
"Oh can you hold on for a minute," I said not wanting to talk to him while others were in the room.
"Sure." I put my hand over the microphone, and got Hotch's attention.
"I have to take this, I'll be back soon."
"Be quick," Hotch said, and I nodded in response as I left the room alone.
I headed outside to make sure no one was around, even though I was sure no one really cared who I was talking to. It was getting close to sunset, and the cool breeze was already upon us. I should have grabbed my jacket before heading out.
"Hey, sorry about that."
"It's okay…You guys got a case?"
"Yeah, didn't get my message?"
"No…What message?"
"I left a voice mail on my phone, I didn't know if you would get it."
"Your phones in my room still, I don't want to go through it."
"Okay, thanks," I looked up at the door to the station as it opened, a deputy walked out and I smiled warmly at him. "We're still pretty busy with the case, so can you call me in like maybe 3 hours, I should be back at the motel by then."
"Yeah will do."
"Alright, talk then."
"Bye JJ," Will said hanging up.
I headed back inside to the briefing room; Hotch looked up as I entered the room again. "Everything alright?" He asked.
"Yeah everything's fine. So where were we?" I asked picking back up a case file to look over.
…
After being able to do all I could, I headed back to the motel room. It was small, there was a bed and a bathroom, but nothing much else. It was one of the bad things about going to work on a case in a small town, the rooms were so much smaller then when we worked in the city.
I lied back on the bed, just holding the phone in front of my face. Was I really one of those girls who waited for the phone to ring? No I wasn't. I got back up off the bed; put my phone in my pocket, and headed outside. I was hungry, and I thought I saw a vending machine not to far away from my room.
I was right. There were two near the reception area. One snack food and one drink machine. I put a dollar in the machine, and selected B3. The Cheetos fell to the bottom. I put another dollar in the drink machine and pushed for a mineral water, not needing a sugar kick this late at night. I then headed back to my room. I opened the packet of Cheetos on the way back, putting one in my mouth, just as my phone started vibrating in my back pocket.
I quickly manoeuvred the chips and the can into one hand. I pulled out my phone, and saw it was an unknown caller again. "Agent Jareau?" I answered not completely certain it would be Will.
"Hey it's Will."
"Hey," I said reaching my room. I stood outside for a second, putting the phone between my shoulder and ear to find the key.
"Is this a better time to call? You sound busy."
"No, I'm not; I'm just trying to get into the motel room with my hands full," I said finally putting the key in the lock and turning it for entrance.
"Okay. So where are you?" Will asked as I sat back on the bed.
"Washington."
"Seattle?"
"No Spokane, but that's just Spencer and Hotch and myself, the rest of the teams in Idaho."
"Same case?"
"Yeah the UnSub's seems to be using the woods as hunting grounds. I'm just glad I didn't have to go to Idaho, I hate the woods," I said quickly putting another Cheetos into my mouth. "But I get to work with the Sheriff; he seems nice, maybe a bit new to his position to handle something like this."
"He? You ain't finding someone else to see on the weekends?"
"What weekends? The last one I had, for probably the past month, I spent with you."
"That's good I guess, I'd just like to see where things go before I have to worry about other men, trying to get you for themselves."
"What other men?" I let out a laugh, knowing the last date I had been on was over a year ago.
"You're a catch, I'm sure there are guys gunning for you."
"Oh yeah, well there is Stephen, Aidan, Jack, Peter, Scott. But there only casual things," I said jokingly.
"You're kiddin' right?"
"Yes," I let out a small laugh. "This job doesn't give me enough time to spend with one guy, let alone juggle two."
"Am I that one guy?" I rolled my eyes, knowing he knew the answer. Will let out a yawn. I looked down at the time seeing it was actually pretty late, and even later in New Orleans.
"Go to bed," I said, not wanting him to stay up because of me.
"No, I'm fine."
"Will, it's like midnight where you are, and I'm going to go to bed soon too."
"But we haven't talked in two days."
"We'll hopefully we'll finish the case up tomorrow, and be back in D.C soon. We can talk then."
"Fine, but I'm holding you to that. Goodnight JJ."
"Wait Will…I need your number, so I can call you when I get home."
"You got a pen and paper handy?"
"Give me a second," I said quickly jumping up and going to my bag. He gave me both his home and cell phone numbers. "Okay thanks…Night Will."
"Goodnight JJ."