A/N: Happy New Year! Hope you all enjoy this chapter!

JJ got to the BAU about lunchtime after leaving SWAT. Her and Hotch submitted their reports regarding the case, and let the team go for the day. She had some consults to finish, so she opted on staying at the BAU until time to meet Street that evening. She did manage to get a few hours sleep on the couch in her office.

About six, JJ made her way to the locker room. She grabbed a change of clothes before taking a quick shower. She knew it was just going to get a drink, but she was excited to see Street again, so she brushed her hair and put on a little bit of makeup. Satisfied with her appearance, she started the drive to McCall's.

On the way there, she kept telling herself 'it is just a drink', but she couldn't deny the attraction to the handsome officer. It did seem to be mutual. He had been flirting with her throughout the case, and they did almost kiss. She didn't let Street see how that almost-kiss affected her, but her heart had been racing.

JJ knew it had only been a month since the separation with Will, but she was pretty sure she'd say yes if Street asked her on a date. She smirked to herself as she listened to the radio playing softly. It had been a while since she felt that way about someone.

It didn't take long for JJ to get to McCall's. She immediately saw Street sitting on his bike across the parking lot. She couldn't help but think how hot he looked.

JJ hopped out of her Dodge Ram and walked over to him. He smiled when he saw her, and it was instantly contagious.

"How is it, you look so good after pulling a triple shift?"

JJ blushed. 'He has the cutest dimples.' "You're looking pretty good yourself, Officer Street."

Street's smile grew wider, and he placed his hand on JJ's back to lead her inside. They found a small table and ordered beers.

"So Street, how do you like living in DC?"

"I really like it. There's a lot more going on here than I thought, and our team stays busy."

"I bet it's a lot different than Long Beach, though."

Street took a long pull of his beer. "That's not a bad thing."

Being a profiler, JJ knew there was something deep behind that statement, but since it probably wasn't good, she didn't want to pry.

Street nodded towards JJ. "So, what made you want to go into law enforcement?"

JJ smiled. "Well, I met Rossi. He was having a lecture at Georgetown University when I was attending there. After listening to it, I knew then it was what I wanted to do."

"That's pretty cool. What did you attend Georgetown for?"

"Communications. Before I became a profiler, I was the BAU's communications coordinator."

Street's eyebrows shot up. "Impressive. How did you like that?"

JJ was enjoying the fact that Street really seemed interested in what she had to say. It was refreshing. She chuckled in response to his question. "Despite my hatred for the media, I really loved that role. I got to connect with the families of victims in a way that you don't as a profiler. That could be difficult and really hit hard at times, but I knew it was a very important position. Hotch tried getting me to take the profiling courses for years, but I never wanted to."

"What changed your mind?"

"After about six years of working with the unit, I was transferred by the higher-ups." She shuddered, thinking about the real reason of her transfer, and the results of it. "The only way I could come back was to come back as a profiler… but I haven't once regretted it."

Street smiled at her. "Well, I'm sure your team is glad you made that decision. They're lucky to have you."

JJ ducked her head. It was nice, having him compliment her. She didn't really get that with Will. "Thanks, but I'm lucky to have them." After a few more minutes of talking about her job, JJ directed the conversation to Street. "So, you like the adrenaline rush of being an officer, don't you?"

Street smirked. "Is that a profile, Agent Jareau?"

The blonde gave a sly look. "Maybe." They both held each other's gaze for a few seconds before laughing.

"Okay, yeah, I'm guilty of that. I've been known to jump into situations without really thinking about it, but I've gotten better about that."

"There's nothing wrong with enjoying the adrenaline rush."

Street clanked his beer against hers. "My kind of girl." They shared another sweet smile.

The agent and officer ended up spending about four hours in the bar getting to know each other better. JJ was really enjoying Street's company, and was having a better time than she had in a while.

It was nearing eleven when Street and JJ headed out to the parking lot. Street walked her to her truck. "I'm telling you JJ, I'm loving these wheels."

JJ laughed, and it lit Street up inside. "Yeah, thanks. It is a pretty sweet ride. Might even let you take it for a spin sometime."

"Oh wow, I feel honored." Street grinned.

"You should. I don't let just anybody behind the wheel, but according to your team, you have quite the driving reputation."

"Oh, so you've heard some things about me, huh?" Street took a step closer to JJ.

JJ smirked up at him. "I may have inquired some."

"Yeah, well, I may have done the same."

"By the way, I'm a fan of the Ducati."

"I'll have to take you for a ride."

"You absolutely will." Her sly look was back.

Street couldn't resist anymore. He leaned down and lightly pressed his lips to hers. He pulled back only long enough to make sure she was okay with it… and seeing her eyes closed and a soft smile, he took that as a sign to continue.

Putting one hand on her waist, and the other behind her head, he lowered his lips to hers once again. It was soft at first, but once JJ wrapped her arms around Street's neck, he ran his tongue along her lips, seeking entry. She immediately obliged and he deepened the kiss.

She tasted so sweet, and when she moaned into the kiss, all he could think was how addicting she could become.

The two finally separated for air, although Street didn't drop his hands. He took in JJ's flushed cheeks and slightly swollen lips before grinning at her.

"Wow." JJ smiled back.

"That sums it up. Would you like to go out with me Saturday night?"

"That sounds perfect, Street."

"Great. Can I get your number?"

JJ took Street's phone from his outstretched hand, and entered in her number. "I'm looking forward to it."

"Me too. I'll call you." He leaned down and gave her another kiss before she got in her truck.

"Take care of those ribs, Officer Street.

"Copy that, Agent Jareau." Street shut JJ's door for her. He watched her drive off before hopping on his bike with, what he was sure was, a permanent smile on his face.