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A/N: Okay first we want to say thank you to everyone who reviewed (you know who you are :)) this story---thank you, thank you! Second, we have come to a decision on the whole ships matter for this story---this is going to remain a non-ship story, however, we are going to include some flirting and maybe a hook-up scene that ends with the two people deciding to just stay friends (and no promises that those two people are Morgan and JJ, they could be two other people we introduce later.) Anyways, thanks again for reviewing, reading, and alerting----and since I'm sure everyone is tired of reading this…here's part two!
Chapter 2
Entering the large auditorium JJ moved to sit in the front, but Morgan quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her to a seat towards the back. "Come on, JJ, we're not sitting in the front."
"Why not?" She asked innocently, slightly annoyed that he had made up a nickname for it but responding anyway.
"Because, the front is for kids that think that if they sit in the front then they'll be the top of the class. The back is for the kids that really are the top of the class. Didn't you learn anything in college?"
"I graduated with a 3.8 GPA and I sat in the front for every class." JJ argued, sitting down next to her new roommate on the third from the last row. "You just wanted to sit back here to be closer to the other new female trainees."
"Don't be such a goody, goody JJ." Morgan answered, "Relax a little, it's just orientation--they aren't going to teach us yet or anything."
"Oh bite me." JJ snapped, "And they could teach us something, you never know."
"I had no idea you were into biting." Morgan grinned flirtatiously, fully expecting a witty comeback from his new friend, but JJ seemed to be too caught up at staring at the tall, dark haired man that had just entered the room. "Hello, earth to JJ. Anybody in there?"
"What?" JJ asked, startled--she didn't usually find herself immediately attracted to guys based on looks, but whoever this man was, he was the exception to the rule.
"Someone's got a crush." Morgan teased. "If I tell you he's in the BAU will that make you admit that you want to join that unit just as much as I do?"
"I do not have a crush on him, I don't even know who he is." JJ dismissed, "And how do you know he's in the BAU? Do you even know his name or are you just going to make one up so I'll cop to wanting to be in the BAU too?"
"Well played for a girl who five minutes ago was lost in translation." Morgan praised, "And yes, I know he's in the BAU because we worked a case with them when I was still on the force back in Chicago--that's what made me realize I wanted to join the FBI."
Eyeing him suspiciously, JJ conceded, "Okay, if you know him so well then what's his name?"
"Agent Aaron Hotchner, and the short guy next to him is Jason Gideon." Morgan informed proudly, "They call him Hotch, but rumor is that he just accepted a transfer to be the head of the Seattle field office in September."
"Why September?" JJ asked, there was no point in hiding her interest now--he would surely pick up on it later anyways.
"Because that's when the current guy is retiring." Morgan whispered as the Orientation got started, "Didn't they teach you how to communicate with people back at Georgetown? I got all that from the guy in the elevator with me this morning on my way to the sign in desk."
"I think communication is different than gossip." JJ retorted in a hushed whisper as she turned to listen to the handsome man leading the beginning of orientation.
"Welcome to the FBI Academy." The shorter man spoke, "I am Jason Gideon, this is Aaron Hotchner and Katie Cole of the BAU." He said quickly, obviously not comfortable with formal speech giving.
"We congratulate you on this achievement." The dark haired man, Agent Hotchner, said immediately, filling the silence.
"Today you'll be divided into six groups. Each group will tour the five major units here at Quantico, and receive all the necessary items that you'll need to complete this 21 week course, but by assigning groups and keeping only one group in a unit per time it helps prevent congestion." Katie Cole added, "We'll be splitting you by the first letter of your last name, meaning there we'll be quite a few of you in each group, but I think you're all old enough to know to stick together--this is not kindergarten and we're not going to force you to do your work and to get to your lectures on time, you have to do that for yourself. Basically we aren't going to waste your time here so please don't waste ours."
"Okay A through D, you're with Agent Duvall--you'll be going to the Internal Affairs Unit also known as the Office of Personnel Management. E through I, you're with Agent Wood--you'll be going to our Legal Affairs Unit. J through M, you're with Agent Hotchner--you're going to the Behavioral Analysis Unit. N through Q, you're with Agent Nolen--you're headed to our Forensic Sciences Unit or basically the forensics lab. R through T--you're with Agent Simpson--you're going to the Training Services Unit. And the last group, W through Z, you're with Agent Norris and you're going to the bookstore to pick up all the things you'll need while you're here." Katie continued, "You have 45 minutes per location so I suggest you use it wisely."
"Ah, so it looks like we're together again. I think this is fate JJ." Morgan smiled at her.
"Then fate is trying my patience. Do you ever stop?" JJ groaned, smiling slightly.
"No, but that's why you like me." Morgan informed, standing to join their group that was forming by the doors that led to the stairwell.
"You just keep telling yourself that." JJ rebutted, catching up to him in line. Now all she had to do was find out more about this 'Hotch' guy.
"Hey Morgan!" One of the other male trainees greeted as the semi-large group exited the stairwell, "Who's this lovely lady with you?"
"Hey Scott." Morgan said, smirking at the obvious glare on JJ's face. "This is JJ, my roommate."
Before JJ could protest, she was offered a large bear hug. JJ was from a family of all boys, this sort of physical attention was something she was not used to.
"Morgan, You lucked out man. I'm stuck with some guy who smells like fish. And here you got a fox like JJ sleeping right next to you." Scott winked at JJ who scoffed. "Maybe you'll score."
"Don't count on it." JJ retorted in disbelief.
"Yeah, the only way she'd sleep with me is if I was going to run the Seattle Field Office and I went by 'Hotch.'" Morgan teased to a mortified JJ.
JJ swatted him--lightly enough that it could still be considered playful while hard enough that she knew it hurt. "Just because I'm not a bimbo who would faint at the sight of your stunning smile..." JJ began before Morgan hooted in laughter. "What?"
"So you admit my smile is stunning. For a minute there I thought that the Derek Morgan magic had no effect on you."
"I never said it wasn't working, I only said you needed to try harder." JJ said innocently, shrugging slightly before moving to the front of the group and leaving a stunned Derek Morgan and his friend in her wake.
"This is the BAU." Agent Hotchner announced to the agents swarming around him. "Most people think that all we deal with are serial killers, but can anyone tell me some other achievements or areas that the BAU can be of help?"
The recruits went silent, while JJ looked around for someone else to answer. Realizing that no one else would, she spoke up, "The BAU helped write the CARD or Child Abduction Rapid Response Deployment plans. You also work with serial rapist cases, bombers, stalkers, and other various types of psychos."
The older agent smiled, "Very good, Agent.." He looked at her identification, "Jareau. You'd fit in well here at the BAU."
"Welcome to the Internal Affairs Unit." Agent Duvall started, leading JJ and Morgan's group through the seventh floor office space. "I know IA gets a bad reputation, but we want to ask that you all give it a fair chance."
"Someone's got a crush on Hotch..." Morgan whispered in JJ's ear, startling her as she dozed off during the Internal Affairs agent's presentation.
"I..I do not!" JJ argued, trying to keep her voice down, "I don't have a crush on him, he's just abnormally good looking. That's all."
"Sure thing, Hot Stuff" Derek chided, "Whatever helps you sleep at night."
"What about you?" She turned the tables on him, "Of all of these women, surely there has to be someone that catches your eye."
"I'm looking right at her baby." He said chivalrously. JJ just smirked, "Come on, what's your type?"
"Girl is my type." Morgan informed, "I don't discriminate."
"Okay then Mr. 'girl is my type'." JJ sassed, "I'll make you a deal, first one to get a number tonight at the stupid 'get to know you' social wins something."
"Like what?" Morgan asked, intrigued, "How about if I win you have to talk to Hotch after class Monday?"
"Okay" JJ nodded, "And if I win you have to...ummm...flirt with Agent Katie Cole. Deal?"
"You're on Barbie." Morgan smiled, "but I think you have your work cut out for you."
"Actually, Derek," JJ said snidely, "I think you may have met your match."
"Keep telling yourself that, JJ." Morgan smirked, "Now shush, I want to hear this next presentation--it's the Forensics Lab."
Coming out of the bookstore with her arms loaded with books and her assigned clothing for the duration she would be at the Academy, JJ happened to overhear the small amount of gossiping the other two female new agents were talking about her and Morgan.
"I heard they're actually married and that's why she volunteered to be in the same room as him." The taller, brunette one whispered. "I mean most girls would want a female roommate, but not her--and you've seen how they've been acting all day, flirting with each other and all, they have to be in a relationship."
"I heard they're engaged, but they aren't telling anyone because the FBI wouldn't let them be in the same Academy class if they're a couple." The redhead informed, both of them failing to notice JJ walking by slowly.
Reaching Morgan, JJ sat her stuff down next to his on the bench nearby and leaned into his side while he talked with some of the other trainees. Morgan quickly accepted the contact, placing an arm around JJ's shoulder, but he remained slightly confused. Excusing them from the conversation after a few minutes, he quickly pulled JJ over to the side. "So what's gotten into you? I thought you said I needed to 'try harder'?"
"Well you know since we're already married, I figured what the hell." JJ teased, smirking slightly at his 'deer in the headlights' look. "Relax, Derek. I was just putting on a little show for my fellow female trainees over there who have themselves convinced that we are in a very committed relationship."
"You're just trying to keep me from winning the bet." Morgan realized.
"I play to win, Derek Morgan, even if that means I have to fight dirty." JJ smirked, and then put on her best cultured voice, "Now husband of mine, could you please carry my things? It's just too much for a little helpless girl like me."
"Helpless? Yeah right." Morgan grumbled as he grabbed the various items in her arms and added them to his own.
"Hey how do I look?" JJ asked later that night as she came out of the bathroom. She really hadn't planned on dressing up for this 'get to know you' social tonight, but after her bet with Morgan she had to step up her game a little--so she did her best with the half hour they had to get ready before they needed to be there.
"Not bad for one of the boys." Morgan teased, but in reality JJ was the best looking woman he had seen all day, and seeing her dressed up like this wasn't helping him in his decision to not think about his roommate like that.
"One of the boys? Please." JJ answered, slipping on her shoes--a pair of black flip flops with beads on the straps--further proof she really hadn't planned on dressing up. "We'll see how much I look like one of the boys when we get downstairs. By the way, do you think when you decided to wear cologne that you could have kept from bathing in it?"
"Oh, someone is feeling feisty today? What, you trying to throw me off my A-game?" Morgan laughed. JJ could diss how he smelled all day long, it wouldn't stop the other female trainees from falling victim to the 'Derek Morgan Magic.'
"Please, A-game? Try C-game. You're average at best." JJ scoffed, noting that while she could pull this little bet off, it wasn't going to be a walk in the park. Even as the rumors kept spreading about JJ and Morgan being secretly married, it hadn't stopped many of the other women from taking note of Morgan and showing interest. If they had been married, JJ would have been furious.
"Just you wait and see how average I am. Maybe it will give you something to talk about with Hotch." Morgan taunted. "Shall we go?" He extended his arm, which JJ took begrudgingly. It would be a miracle if the entire Academy class didn't think they were a couple after today.
As the pair reached the reception area, JJ turned on her game face. She had a plan--no one ever could win without one. All JJ needed to do was find a decent guy who hadn't been snatched up and do the old eyelash bat. In her experiance, batting the eyelashes followed by a shy smile was 93.2% effective in encouraging men to approach her. Her stomach churned as she saw the crowd standing there, while always popular, JJ had never considered herself particularly social. This was a bit out of her element.
"What's the matter? Afraid you won't be able to beat me?" Morgan teased. Noticing Hotch in the corner, he whispered, "Oh look, your lover boy is here."
"He's not my anything." JJ grumbled, silently adding, not that I would mind if he was.
"Whatever you say, hot stuff. Now are you ready to start this game or are you going to back out early?"
"One thing you need to learn about me, I never back down from a challenge" JJ informed, releasing his arm and making her way over towards a small group of guys who had been watching her for the past few moments.
Derek watched out of the corner of his eye as JJ flirted with the various other trainees in the session. Seeing her apparent success, he decided to step up his game further--he wasn't about to lose.
A/N 2: So was this everything you wanted it to be or was it utterly horrible? Let us know in a review!