Sorry for the wait friends, writing is hard! Wowza! I'm honestly not very sure of how this chapter turned out, my brain's a little fried, so let me know if it's totally terrible. I think in the future I'll add a greater time lapse between chapters because this day to day felt tedious. I don't know how quickly I'll be able to write another update for this because I'm gearing up for finals, but if you want to leave a Drabble prompt in the reviews I may try my hand at a few if those in my sporadic moments of free time. Thanks for all of the reviews I received on the first chapter, your kind words are much appreciated :) I also fixed my auto correct so the names should be spelled correctly now! (I don't have my own computer so I'm typing this all out on my phone)
JJ rolled over in bed and pulled her duvet up over her face, but it was no use. She was up. The mid morning sun filtered in through the crack in her curtains and filled her room with a soft yellow light. JJ groaned as she sat up and glanced at the clock on her nightstand- it was already 11:32. Conceding that she had already gotten plenty of sleep, JJ decided it was time to get up and make use of the rest of her day. She quickly changed into some running clothes and grabbed a granola bar for a light breakfast before heading out on a run. Three miles later, she was back up in her apartment, showering and dressing comfortably for a day at home.
After emptying out her go bag and putting in a load of laundry, JJ started her dishwasher and grabbed some leftover pizza out of her fridge for lunch. Not bothering to grab a plate (why dirty another dish?) or to heat it up, she sat down on her couch and flipped her tv on to a movie channel. She didn't really pay much attention to it, she mostly appreciated the background noise it provided in her otherwise quiet apartment. JJ opened her laptop and attempted to get through some of the hundreds of emails she had from various detectives. She made good headway for the first couple of hours, but after that the cases started to run together in her mind as she read them. Double homicide in Brooklyn. Family murder suicide in Detroit. Gang killer in Chicago. Dead people. More dead people. More dead people. Shaking her head as if to dislodge her thoughts, JJ closed her laptop and stood up, wandering back to her room.
Seeing her phone still plugged in on the nightstand, JJ grabbed it and flopped back onto her still unmade bed. No missed calls; at least that meant no BAU crisis. It also meant no plans yet to distract her for the evening. Sighing, JJ opened her messages and typed out quick invitation for drinks to Pen and Emily. Even with her high stress job, JJ couldn't just sit and allow herself to relax for a weekend without feeling antsy. Opening her call history, JJ eyes were drawn to the name on top. Will LaMontange. Butterflies. She rolled her eyes at herself and rested her phone on her stomach- how was it that some silly southerner could have her so captivated after only a few days of working together and one short phone call? She had barely been able to keep herself from jumping at her phone all day because she was expecting him to call again at any time. It was entirely nonsensical, but hey, JJ's never been nonsensical before in her life, so she figures it's long overdue.
Resigning to her girlish fantasies, JJ closed her eyes and let her thoughts drift back to New Orleans. Back to the dreamy drawl and copious amount of compliments. She let her mind wander to the bar, and thought of what may have happened if they hadn't been working- if he had been an attractive stranger that offered her a drink, or some comfortable conversation, rather than a detective with which she had been trying to remain at least somewhat professional with.
The buzzing of her phone atop her stomach brought JJ out of her reverie. Propping herself up on one elbow, she pulled her phone up to read the new message.
Butterfly you read my mind! Em joining us?
JJ smiled at Pen's endearment and typed back a quick response. Haven't heard back from her yet.
No sooner than had her thumb hit send, a message from Emily flashed across her screen.
YES! Bar? Time?
JJ laughed. Emily was always easy to please.
Starting a group message between the three of them, JJ sent out a time and location, and received enthusiastic responses from both of her friends. Pleased with her plans, JJ set her phone back on her bureau and made her way back out into her her living room. She still had a few hours until she would meet up with Emily and Garcia.
After finishing her laundry and putting away her now clean dishes, JJ checked her clock. Perfect timing- she had just over an hour until she was supposed to meet the girls.
After 20 minutes of riffling through her closet JJ emerged in a pair of sleek dark jeans and a grey tank. She applied slightly more makeup than she would have for work. As she put the finishing touches on her outfit, she imagined that she was getting ready to go out with Will. The case had ended, and he was about to take her on their first real date. But Will was in New Orleans and she was in DC, so the phone calls would have to suffice.
Grabbing a small clutch, black leather jacket, and pulling on her boots, JJ made her way to the bar. She drove herself so that she would have a good excuse to start turning down shots once Emily got wild. As she was pulling up she saw Emily stepping out of a cab with Garcia following her. They smiled and waved as she parked and got out of her car.
Garcia squealed with excitement. "Jay this is exactly what we needed!"
Emily cut in. "Yeah no kidding, three days in New Orleans and we didn't even hit up a single bar!"
JJ suppressed a smile at that and pushed thoughts of Will to the back of her mind. Girls night, this was no time for intrusive thoughts about sexy strangers. JJ smiled at her friends as she pulled open the door. "Well then, let's go drink!"
An hour later the girls were seated in a corner booth, their table holding five empty glasses, laughing at Emily's high school stories.
"Okay, c'mon, enough laughing at me and my totally misguided teenage life," Emily attempted to change the topic. "What about you two hmm? What's new with my ladies?"
Not wanting to give Emily the chance to ask her about Will, JJ zeroed in on Penelope. "Yeah Pen what's been going on with you all week, I've barely seen you since before our last case."
"You'd know by now if anything interesting has happened with me sugarplum, but what about you? A little birdie told me a very sexy southern detective had the hots for you this week" Garcia winked as she dropped that little bomb on JJ; she was well aware of how closed off her closest girlfriend could be.
JJ nearly choked on her drink. Of course Emily had already told Garcia, she had been silly to think even for a second that she wouldn't have. She quickly composed herself so not to give away anymore than they already knew. "What, Detective LaMontange? That was nothing." JJ couldn't help but blush a little at her lie. Both Garcia and Emily looked at her with thinly veiled skepticism.
"Uh huh. Well, at least give me something, Emily wasn't über descriptive- just how cute was this guy? What was he like?"
Realizing that Pen wouldn't just leave it at nothing, JJ gave in a little. "Uhm, he was kinda cute I guess..."
Emily interrupted. "You guess? Really JJ? Cmon, be honest here."
JJ laughed a little and rolled her eyes at Emily's prodding. "Okay, fine, I did notice his looks. And he was flattering. But seriously guys, there's nothing there. He left my mind when we left New Orleans."
Emily sighed. "Fine, fine. I'll just have to rely on tv for my dose of drama."
Setting down her second empty drink, JJ checked the time- just before ten. "Well girls, two drinks is my limit. I've gotta be able to get myself home tonight."
Penelope whined. "Jaaaay, cmon it's still early! You can share a cab back with me and Em!"
"Lunch tomorrow, I promise," JJ started collecting her things, "But tonight I'm turning in early, we got in late last night."
"Well, the night's still young, and I'm not driving home tonight, so you have fun at home, I'm gonna hang out here a little longer." Emily turned to Penelope, "You staying? Next drink's on me."
Garcia smiled. "Well if you're buying..."
JJ took this as her opportunity to exit and stood up from the booth, with both Emily and Penelope following suit. "Go get your drinks, have fun, I'll see you both tomorrow?"
"If we aren't hungover" Emily laughed.
JJ smiled and shook her head, "Don't get too crazy, you never know when we'll get a case!" Hearing Emily groan at the truth in JJ's words, she laughed and made her way out of the bar with a wave back to the girls over her shoulder as she receded.
Back up in her apartment, JJ stripped out of her clothes and slipped on an oversized FBI tee shirt over her head. She scrubbed off her makeup, brushed her teeth, and sank into bed. Unlocking her phone, she saw that she had gotten a new text while she had been in her bathroom. She opened it up and saw that it was from Will.
Was about to call but then I remembered the time difference. You still up?
JJ couldn't suppress the smile that he gave her. She didn't want to admit it, but she would have been slightly crushed if he hadn't followed through with calling her. Scrolling up, she punched the call button and brought her phone to her ear. It rang twice before he answered.
"I guess that answers my question."
"Well hello to you to."
"Hello darlin'. That better?"
"Much."
"Good, wouldn't want to get on your bad side."
JJ laughed, "Oooh, smart boy!" She was amazed by how easily the conversation flowed.
"You better believe it... So, how's your day off been?"
"It's been nice actually. I uh, went on a run, did some chores, had a little girl time..."
Will laughed. "You just don't stop do you? No relaxin'? Not even on your days off from savin' the world?"
"Eh, I'm always too wired up to just sit around. What about you? Have you even gotten out of bed Mr. Relaxation?"
"Ooh, sassy much? As a matter of fact, I've been up all day- just got home actually."
"Wow, I'm impressed. What've you been up to?"
"Mostly hanging out in the station. Paper work. Borin' stuff."
"Detective life not as thrilling as you hoped?"
"Somethin' like that..."
JJ didn't press him, but she suspected he was thinking about his dad again, so she switched gears. "Well Emily was disappointed that we weren't able to experience the New Orleans nightlife in all it's glory while we were there."
"Oh yeah? And what about you?"
"Well, I did get to enjoy a little more of it" JJ said, referring to their time at the bar. "But I have to agree with her, we missed out on quite a bit."
"Then I guess you'll have to come back sometime then, huh?"
"Yeah, I guess I will..."
"Maybe sooner rather than later?"
JJ's heart sped up a little at the prospect of seeing Will again,but she didn't want to get hopes up too much. "We'll see. I have a feeling crime isn't going to be too kind to my weekends."
"Well, my door's always open. Particularly to pretty, blonde, FBI agents."
"Is that all I am?" JJ joked, "Pretty and blonde?"
"Oh no honey, I'm sure you're all that and much more. I can't help it if I notice the obvious."
Blushing, JJ somewhat returned the compliment. "Well, thanks. You aren't half bad yourself."
"Not half bad... I'll take it. Although once I show you a real night out, I'm bettin' you'll be callin' me more than that."
"I guess we'll just have to wait and see then, won't we?"
"I guess so."
"Well, I'm looking forward to it."
"Me too JJ. You get your beauty sleep, and I'll be here hopin' you don't have a case next weekend."
"Thanks. I'll call you again if I don't get a case tomorrow."
"Sounds good. Sweet dreams cher."
"You too Will." JJ ended the call and plugged in her phone. After turning off her light, she pulled up the sheets and rolled over, closing her eyes. He was almost too good to be true. Sighing as she settled into her bed, she let her thoughts drift to dreams of dates and romance. She reminded herself still that this was all just flirtatious fun, nothing serious was meant to come out of a relationship with a guy in a different timezone. But a little fantasy couldn't hurt.