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It was coming to the end of JJ's first week with the BAU, but Elle and Penelope had yet to deviate a plan to get the blonde and their chocolate wonder together properly. They could see how one longed for the other in the stares they gave each other while the other wasn't looking but neither had yet to realise. JJ was sitting in Penelope's office eating their lunch, Elle in a meeting leaving the two alone. Although her and Elle had developed a bond, there was something between the two blondes that was special.
"You are so boring with your salad." JJ moaned as she put another chip on her BLT, Garcia cringing as she crunched into the oddly formed baguette.
"Some of us don't have a body like you JJ and have to actually have a balanced diet." JJ rolled her eyes, sending Garcia a sideways grin, her mouth full of bread making the technical analyst gag, though the two were sent into a burst of laughter straight after. Agent Anderson knocked on the open door, Garcia spinning around on her chair, smiling up at him.
"I have your case report from Agent Gideon that needs filling out." He handed a brown file to Penelope, the blonde fluttering her eyelashes up at him before he left.
"Thank you, Grant." She cooed after him, the man smiling. JJ watched the two interacting with a frown, Garcia believing this would be an appropriate time to get some more intel on the blonde for her mission.
"Wouldn't you just like to ride that piece of man-candy?" She slurred, JJ tilting her head as she thought.
"I guess, if he didn't work here anyway." This caused Penelope to mimic her frown, taking another bite out of her salad.
"What do you mean?"
"You know, the FBI has a huge fraternisation rule set in place. It's strictly forbidden to even date a fellow colleague let alone, 'ride his man-candy'." Rolling her eyes, the blonde leant back in her chair, staring down her new friend.
"So, you are telling me that you would ditch dating one of our supper hot colleagues because you are afraid of Hotch?" Without hesitation, JJ nodded, it all making sense to Garcia now. JJ stared at him unnoticeably and silently longed for Derek because she was afraid if she made something too obvious, Hotch would have her job. She is so cute and young she thought with a smirk.
"Did you know that one of the founders of the BAU had an affair with our section chief not long before he retired?" She wondered out loud, JJ almost chocking on her baguette.
"Wait, the David Rossi, had an affair with Erin Strauss? No way!"
"Ah, so you know of David Rossi?"
"Well duh! He is my hero. He is the reason I joined the FBI in the first place. I went to one of his book readings when a lecture was cancelled and absolutely fell in love. Not with profiling per-say but with the BAU on a whole. He was one of my signatures when I fought for the media liaison position to be opened." Garcia quirked an eyebrow, shocked at the woman's awe of the man.
"Well, that very man broke one of the rules he fought to be put down. I think if he can do such a thing and still be one of the most respected men within the FBI, you can ride some man-candy." This left JJ to her thoughts as she finished her food and left Garcia to do paperwork. Maybe Garcia was right? But it didn't matter anyway because the only man-candy she wanted probably didn't even like her- so why should she risk her career for someone who probably had a lengthy list of women waiting for him. It wasn't a surprise to find that he felt the same way. Derek Morgan was completely star struck by the blonde but was 99% sure she was in a relationship. No woman that gorgeous could be single, he was sure of it.
Garcia sat in her office plotting and plotting, when finally, it hit her. JJ was coming to the end of her first week and would probably have a huge report due in for Strauss about how she was coping with the new job title. If she could somehow interrupt JJ from writing her report and get her alone with Derek, maybe sparks would fly- or maybe they would both have her head, but it was worth a shot. Near the end of the day, the blonde questioned JJ on when her report was due and much to her luck, JJ had to have it on her desk by the following night. It was just the right amount of time for her and Elle to plan out how they would go around it.
The next day, JJ was stuck in her office perfecting her report while Derek was running late as per usual. This gave Elle enough time to empty out Derek's desk draws of any pens possible except one, and for Garcia to empty the printer of all it's paper. The day went on, Garcia backwards and forwards from the coffee machine claiming she hadn't slept well last night but, she was waiting for JJ to go into the printer room. 3. came and finally JJ emerged from her office and headed to print off her report. Garcia nodded at Elle who set their plan into motion.
"Hey Derek, can I borrow a pen?" Nodding, he searched around but couldn't seem to find one much to his confusion.
"I don't think I have one." Reid sat up, holding out a pen for Derek to hand to Elle. As fast as lightening, Penelope swooped in and snatched the pen out of Reid's hand, him and Derek darting their eyes at the blonde in frustration.
"Thank you, Genius, I needed this." She started scribbling on her hand, Derek still bewildered as he looked to Elle who was battering her eyelashes at him.
"Can you please go and get me a box of pens from the store cupboard down the hall? My pen just ran out of ink and I need to finish this case report." He groaned, getting up from his chair, storming out of the bullpen. Not five seconds later, JJ came fast paced towards them, her stress lines prominent on her face.
"Do you know where the paper is stored? The printer has none in whatsoever and I have a 25-page report due into Strauss in 2 hours." Reid frowned, looking up from his paper once again.
"That's odd. I remember Fred putting in a huge stack yesterday afternoon." Garcia just shrugged, Elle rolling her eyes at Reid.
"I am pretty sure Fred gets all of his paper from the storage cupboard down the hall." Elle said, JJ not hearing Reid's response as she headed straight to it.
"What are you two up to?" He questioned, Garcia giving Elle a high-five before slipping away. She just saw the back of JJ going into the cupboard, quickly running up and sliding the door closed so neither inside would notice. She turned the lock and whistled as she walked to her office.
Derek was searching high and low for a damn box of pens, not seeing anything except for stacks of toilet roll, toilet cleaning supplies and a few first aid kits. He was about to leave when JJ came hurtling into the room, almost knocking Derek over.
"Oh my God, Agent Morgan I am so sorry!" JJ threw her hand over her mouth, Derek's shocked expression switching to a comforting smile, his hands going up in the air.
"Don't worry about it. Are you in a hurry?" He laughed slightly, the two too interested in the other's eyes failing to notice the door close at the side of them.
"Kind of. I have a 25-page report due into Strauss at and I went to print it then, but the printer has no paper in. I was sent here by Elle to get some." Derek sighed, smacking his forehead with his palm, JJ frowning.
"What?"
"I was sent in here by Elle to grab a box of pens. Let me tell you there is no paper in here and no pens." Frowning, JJ crossed her arms over her chest, laughing nervously.
"Why would she do that?" He had a hunch, but there was no way in hell he would share it with JJ.
"I don't know." He replied shortly, JJ's forehead sweating.
"Well, as much as this has been a lot of fun, I need to find some paper." She sent him a quick smile, grabbing the door handle and pushing, though the door never budged.
"Woah what?" She gasped, pushing again, wriggling the doorknob stressfully. Derek leant against the back wall, shaking his head.
"That door isn't going to open JJ." She ignored him and carried on.
"No, it has to. My report is due at . Strauss will have my head if I don't get this to her." Although Derek was impressed with Garcia and Elle's tactics, what they had done could have profound consequences and he would be sure to give them a telling off when they get out. JJ had resulted in bagging on the door, hoping someone would hear them, but after about five minutes of shouting she knew that if nobody had heard them then, it would be doubtable they would hear her if she continued.
"Does this door have an automatic lock? I mean, it's a cleaning cupboard so I guess it's safety first, but we are all adults here. It isn't like we are protecting children from the cleaning products and people can get stuck in here easily which is no good. Do you have your phone?" She looked at him, annoyed at how calm he seemed to be.
"No, I left it on my desk. I guess we are going to have to wait until someone clogs up a toilet." He joked, though JJ was no impressed.
"You think this is funny? My job could be on the line here and you are laughing about this stupid position we have been put in? I can see you are hiding something so why don't you just spill and tell me why we are in here?" She snapped, Derek looking away without an answer, JJ groaning.
"Right, you don't know." She replied, sitting down on one of the shelves, resting her head in her hands. Derek looked up, his eyes falling as he took in how desperate she was to get out. He sighed, standing up straight, starting to bang on the door. She looked up, tilting her head as she watched him.
"Hello, anyone! Hello!" He continued like this for as long as JJ could watch without feeling guilty. She could see his hands going red with all the banging, standing up to approach him. She was inches away from him, jumping when he suddenly turned around, their faces closing in on each other. She blushed, turning her head slightly, though neither could rip themselves away from the other.
"You're right, nobody can hear us." She commented, Derek nodding. She felt bad for going off on him like she did, Derek seeing the guilt in her eyes.
"It's okay, I know you are stressed. We have all had that dreaded report due into Strauss. She can be intimidating." She laughed, nodding along, turning her head so she could look back up at him again. They stayed like this for a few minutes, neither wanting nor daring to move. JJ had a sudden burst of confidence as she continued to stare into his dark eyes, her lips eager to connect with his.
"Nobody can hear us." She repeated, Derek frowning, wondering what was going on in that brilliant mind of hers.
"You said." He joked, though he couldn't finish his small laugh that followed as JJ wrapped her hand around his neck and engulfed his mouth in hers. He was shocked at first, though it only took seconds for him to melt into her, the two passionately kissing and battling for dominance until they finally broke for air, JJ smiling up at him.
"I had no idea." She whispered, Derek shrugging.
"I thought you had a boyfriend." JJ burst out laughing, shaking her head.
"I definitely do not have a boyfriend."
"Good." He grinned before kissing her again, this time picking her up by her thighs, JJ's legs wrapping around his waist for support. He pressed her up against the wall, his hands running through her hair, hers staying interlocked around his neck. The two never broke for what seemed like hours until finally he released her, their foreheads pressed together.
"How about we get out of here and get your report to Strauss?" She laughed and nodded.
Garcia and Elle sat in her office grinning, watching the two love birds in the midst of a making out session via a small camera in the corner of the supply closet.
"Okay, I have to admit, I didn't think this would work so I have to give it to you Pen, you are good." Elle commented with a smirk, Penelope standing, bowing mockingly making Elle burst out into a fit of laughter.
"They don't call me the Bureau's cupid for nothing." She grinned, Elle frowning as she looked up at the blonde.
"Nobody calls you that." Garcia responded by smacking Elle's arm, the woman wincing.
"Well, they will soon." She spat back playfully. The two looked back at the screen, Derek and JJ now banging on the door again, though the two looked a lot less tense than they did when they first noticed the door was locked.
"How about we let them out?" Garcia pondered, Elle nodding, leaving the office, strolling towards the door. To be fair, she knew they had continued banging and couldn't hear them so it's a good thing her and Garcia had been watching otherwise they would have probably been stuck in there for a lot longer. Clearing her face of any humour, she unlocked the door and swung it open, Derek almost toppling over her as he had been pressed against the door banging. She frowned, crossing her arms across her chest.
"Where is my pen?" She complained, Derek letting out an exasperated laugh, JJ groaning.
"Where is the paper?" With a grin, she pointed to the printer room, which had been refilled while the two were making out, JJ all but sprinting towards it.
"She could have lost her job." He scolded, Elle shrugging.
"I have no idea what you are talking about." He raised an eyebrow at her, walking past. Before reaching the bullpen, he called after her, a smirk on his face.
"Thank you both."