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For Street, it took forever for Saturday night to come. He couldn't wait to go out with JJ.

Friday was another busy day for the SWAT team. Even though they didn't have to come in until ten instead of eight, they were called out as soon as they arrived. First was to a hostage situation, then a workplace shooting. They got everything solved, but it was late when they got back to HQ, and everyone was drained.

Street hadn't been able to call JJ to set up their date, but he had managed to text her when the team was rolling out in Black Betty. It was a brief exchange, Street telling her he wouldn't be able to call, but asking if dinner and a movie at seven worked for her.

She replied, saying it sounded perfect and she was looking forward to it. That caused Street to smile, which was silently questioned by the rest of the team. Street just shrugged, like he didn't know what the curious looks meant, and an interrogation was prevented by them arriving on site.

Now it was Saturday morning. Street and Luca were both home, having slept in after the rough past few days. Street was up making coffee about ten thirty, counting down the hours until he saw JJ.

His thoughts about the blonde were interrupted by the sound of Luca stumbling down the hall after finally emerging from his room. "Morning, Street."

"Hey. Coffee's already made."

Luca poured himself a cup before taking a seat at the table across from Street. "Listen, so I was thinking…"

"Uh, oh." Street chuckled when Luca shot him a glare.

"Anyway, wise-ass, I was gonna say, maybe we could get the team together and do something tonight. What do you think?"

"That sounds fun, but I can't."

"What? Why not? What else could you possibly have to do?"

"Well, I know it's hard for you to believe, Luca, but I already have plans." Street shook his head at Luca's, almost incredulous, look.

"Like what? The other night you came home late, now, you're blowing off a team outing. What's up with you?"

"I have a date."

"Seriously?! With who?"

"Dang, man. You don't have to look so surprised."

Luca chuckled. "Sorry, it's just I didn't know you were seeing anybody."

"Well this is technically our first date, but we did go out for drinks Thursday night."

"So that's why you've been in such a good mood the past few days. Who is she?"

"Agent Jareau."

"Yeah, right." He scoffed. "Seriously, who've you been seeing?"

Street threw his hands up. "I'm serious, man!"

"JJ?! She's married!"

"No, her and her husband are separated. They're getting a divorce."

"I didn't know that. So, how did you manage to score a date with her?"

"Honestly, I have no clue. I mean, she is way out of my league." He cut a glare at Luca when he emphatically agreed with the statement. "Damn, Luca. You have no confidence in me, do you?"

"Street, this is Jennifer Jareau we are talking about. She's super hot, super smart, and a chief for the fricking FBI!"

"Yeah, man, I know. It's hard to believe she'd go out with me, but she is… tonight." Luca wasn't exactly helping Street's confidence. He had been wondering why on earth she'd want to go out with him. It surprised the hell out of him that he'd even had a chance, so this conversation wasn't really encouraging.

Luca must've seen something on Street's face because he immediately looked regretful. "Aww shit, Street. I didn't mean… look, JJ's out of any man's league, if you ask me. It's nothing against you."

"I know, I know. I'm just kind of nervous."

"Don't be, Street. You're a great guy."

"Thanks, Luca."

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Street pulled up to the address JJ had texted him. It was a nice house, nothing big, but it seemed like a good neighborhood. He got out and made his way to the porch, somewhat nervously. Knocking on the door, it didn't take long for JJ to answer. She smiled at him, and looked absolutely beautiful.

As they had opted to dress casual, JJ had on a pair of tight black jeans, and a form-fitting navy blue top, that had Street swallowing hard. Her blonde hair was loosely curled, and her eyes were such an intense blue, that they seemed to be glowing. "Hey, you look beautiful."

JJ's smile grew. "Thank you. You look very handsome."

He also had on black jeans, as well as a denim button-up. "Thanks. Are you ready?"

"Yeah." She grabbed her purse that was hanging in the entryway, then stepped out and locked the door behind her.

They got in Street's truck and headed to the restaurant. "So, how's your day been?"

"Pretty good. I went apartment hunting this morning."

"Oh, you're moving?"

JJ nodded when Street glanced over at her. "Yeah, but only a few minutes outside the city. It feels like a fresh start is much needed."

"Did you find a place?"

"I think so… or I hope so anyway. I'm going to give it some thought, but I'm probably going Monday to sign the paperwork."

"I'll be glad to help you out with the moving."

She grinned. "Thanks."

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JJ and Street had been at the restaurant for about thirty minutes. It wasn't fancy, but it was a nice steakhouse. Street ordered them a bottle of wine, and they had just been served their food. He was already enjoying the night, as conversation with JJ came easy, and they already seemed to have a good bit in common.

After a while, Street looked up from his steak, and saw JJ glancing at a small baby two tables away. He couldn't exactly read the look on her face, but a slight frown seemed to take over her features. "So, um, do you want kids?"

JJ's eyes snapped back to him. She didn't reply for a moment and Street was concerned that he had crossed a line. "I… do want kids." Her voice cracked, and she seemed sort of hesitant before she spoke again. "I had a miscarriage several years ago. I was injured in the line of duty."

Street wasn't expecting that. "Oh, JJ. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to-"

"No it's okay. You didn't know. It's been a while. Don't get me wrong, it's not something you get over, but for the most part, I have moved on. The doctor said I shouldn't have a problem having kids in the future, so I am hoping to one day."

He didn't really know what to say, so he reached over and grabbed JJ's hand. "I'm really sorry that you had to go through that."

"Thank you." She squeezed his hand. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lay this on you."

"Hey, don't worry about it." He was glad she trusted him enough to tell him this. It broke his heart that she had to go through such pain.

JJ took a deep breath and shot him a smile. "What about you? Do you want kids?"

Street nodded. "I do. I've always put all my focus on my job, but yeah. I think I'd like to be a dad one day. The thought kind of scares me though. I don't know how good of a father I would be."

He looked down at the table, as this was always a hard subject for him, but he felt comfortable with JJ. He was aware they hadn't let go of each other's hand, and she seemed to be holding on a little tighter.

"Why not, Street? I'm sure you'd make a wonderful father."

Street finally met JJ's crystal blue eyes, and it was instantly relaxing. "My father… he, well, died when I was twelve… And before that, he was an abusive drunk. I guess I've always been afraid I would turn out like him." Keeping his eyes on hers, it was like she was looking into his soul.

"Street, I'm sorry that happened to you. No kid should ever have to go through that. I know having a parent like that can cause doubts about having kids, but the fact that you are genuinely concerned about it speaks volumes. Street, I can already see how caring, and kind-hearted you are. I meant what I said a minute ago, I'm sure you'd make a wonderful dad."

"That really means a lot, JJ." Street was touched by JJ's words, and he couldn't help but lean across the table and kiss her.

The rest of their meal was shared with lighter conversation.

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After dinner, the two went to go see a movie. There were several playing, and Street told JJ to pick what she wanted to watch. He was relieved when she picked an action movie. One that, coincidentally, he had been wanting to see… And he couldn't help the big grin that appeared when she told him she couldn't stand sappy chick-flicks. She really was his type of girl.

They found their seats in the theatre and got settled. Street sat the bucket of popcorn in between them and casually draped his arm over the back of JJ's seat. When she sort of leaned into his touch, he dropped his arm so that it rested over her shoulders. They shared a smile, and Street pressed a kiss to JJ's temple. He wasn't normally so affectionate on dates, but it was different with the blonde.

After the movie, Street asked JJ if she wanted to take a walk in the park that he had passed on his way to pick her up that evening. He didn't want to call it a night just yet, and she seemed to be enjoying herself.

She agreed, saying that sounded great.

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JJ relished in the peace she was feeling. It was a calm night, a breeze gently blowing, and the moon was casting a soft glow on the park. JJ smiled as Street reached over and intertwined their fingers. "Tonight's been really nice, Street. I've enjoyed it."

"Me too. I hope you'd want to go out with me again."

"I do, definitely." They walked in a comfortable silence for a few minutes before JJ spoke up. "So, why'd you transfer from Long Beach?" Glancing up at Street's face, JJ could tell she had hit a deep subject, so she quickly added, "If you don't want to say, that's fine."

Street gave a soft smile. "I needed a change… desperately. I was born and raised in Long Beach. I told you about my dad, well there was a lot to that story, and things never were great, even after that. I guess there were just too many bad memories there to stay. I'm pretty sure I made the right choice in transferring." He squeezed JJ's hand.

"I'm sorry that things were bad for you growing up… but for the record, I'm glad you moved to D.C."

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Street walked with JJ up the steps to her porch. He'd had an incredible time going out with her. She was a lot of fun to be around, and he looked forward to taking her out again. He was going to opt for a kiss goodnight, as he didn't want to push things with JJ.

Just as she was about to put her key in the lock, her phone started buzzing from her purse. She looked at Street, apologetically, and said, "I'm sorry. I have to take this, in case it's work."

"No problem." Street understood that all too well. He knew JJ was on-call twenty-four seven, just like he was. He surveyed the quiet neighborhood while she took the call… trying not to be nosey, but he couldn't help but listen to her side of the conversation.

"Agent Jareau… Yes, I remember… Okay. Did you send the new files to my office?... I understand. I'll gather my team. We'll be there before dawn." She hung up the phone and sighed.

Street turned back around to face her. "Everything okay?"

"Not really. That was about a case. My team is expected in Alabama before morning."

"What kind of case? Or am I even supposed to ask that?"

"It's a serial homicide. A small-town police chief called me several weeks back after the first murder. We couldn't take the case, because our team handles serial offenders, but I did fax over a profile based on what they had. Now there's been two more murders in the last two weeks." Her face took on a grim expression, and Street wondered what flashed through her mind in that second.

"So, when do you leave out?"

"Well, I have to call my team, get them to the BAU. We'll debrief and then be on the jet within two hours."

"Wait, you guys have your own jet?"

JJ huffed out a laugh. "Yeah. With as much traveling as we do, it's cheaper than always flying commercially."

"Nice." Street knew he had to go, as JJ had a case to get to. "Okay, I know you have things to get ready for work, so I'm gonna get going."

"I had a really great time with you, Street. Thank you for tonight." JJ's professional demeanor, that had been put in place during the work call, was now gone for the moment.

Street stepped forward and captured her lips with his own. It was sweet, and tender. He felt JJ splay her hands on his chest, and he didn't want to stop, but they eventually needed oxygen. Not completely pulling away from her, he rested his forehead against hers. "Stay safe. Let me know when you get back."

JJ nodded. "I will."

They shared a smile before Street turned to leave. It was back to reality for now.