Okay so this is up a lot quicker than I expected. I actually wrote the first chunk of this on my phone really quick while I was waiting for my friend to pick me up Thursday night, and I thought I would end it there but the word count wasn't even 400. Then that kept bugging me until I just sat down and cranked the rest out tonight. So here ya go. I'm not sure how I really feel about it. I said there would be a bigger time lapse, but then I decided that including all of their conversations is pretty crucial to understanding the development of the relationship. So it wouldn't have made a lot of sense for me to write that they'd talk again the next evening and then pick it up a month later. So, it picks up pretty much right where it left off. But it won't next time. Probably. Thanks again for all the kind reviews, every one of them is greatly appreciated! :)

As if cursed by her warning to Emily the night before, JJ was woken up to the shrill ringing of her phone. Already knowing who was on the other end, JJ pulled the phone to her ear. "Case?"

"Wheels up in 40. I'll need you to brief everyone on the plane. There's been an escalation in the Chicago case. You remember it?"

JJ was already out of bed and pulling on some clothes, clutching the phone between her shoulder and her ear. "Yes sir. I'll be in the office in 20."

"Good. Garcia's already in, I'll call Dave and Morgan, you let Reid and Prentiss know. I'll see you on the jet."

...

And that was the end of 'I'll call you tomorrow.'

Sunday, 12:03pm

So we're gonna have to put a hold on that phone call, we got a case.

Where'd you jet off to this time?

Chicago- another great city that I'll only enjoy through the windows of the police station.

You can order the pizza, that's all ya need.

Good point. I gotta go, we're pulling up to the station.

Okay. Call when you can. And be careful- I hear detectives are big sweet talkers ;)

Oh yeah, I'll watch out for that ;)

Sunday, 11:32pm

Just got to my hotel room- don't want to wake you up, but still want to say goodnight.

Monday, 8:46am

Don't ever think I wouldn't be happy being woken up at any hour by your voice cher. It'd be my pleasure. I'm sure you're already back at the station, but let me know how your day goes? No pressure, I know you're busy. Talk when we can.

Monday, 11:29pm

Busy is an understatement, this unsub doesn't rest! The only way to really describe my day is long. I'm gonna grab some sleep, hopefully we can wrap this up tomorrow and I can call you then. Hope you had a good day, goodnight Will.

Tuesday, 8:54am

Good mornin', I guess this is the pattern of our conversation for now. Not a bad way to start and end the day if ya ask me, although I won't mind gettin' to hear your voice again. Go catch the bad guys. I'll talk to you later.

JJ relaxed back into the couch as she finished reading the most recent message again. Three days and only a dozen texts. Sometimes she hated this job a bit, or more accurately, she hated how it would consume her life. Most if the time it was fine, even welcomed, but right now, when all she wanted was a simple conversation with a cute detective, it was driving her crazy. Sighing as she ran a hand through her hair, JJ turned over her phone and set it down in her lap. Of course, being on a plane full of profilers, this little show of frustration did not go unnoticed.

Upon hearing her sigh, Emily looked up from her book and glanced at JJ from her seat just across the aisle. "Hey, you okay?" Her voice was filled with genuine concern for her friend, which was nice, but not exactly what JJ had meant to achieve by sighing.

JJ tried to play it off. "Hmm, what? Yeah, just tired." Emily looked like she wanted to press, but she pursed her lips and nodded instead. JJ closed her eyes to get some sleep, and Emily returned to her book.

Not too long later, JJ was woken up by Reid tapping her on the shoulder. He looked a little nervous to be waking her. "Hey, sorry, we um, landed."

JJ sat up and gave him a tight lipped smile. "Thanks Spence." He smiled in his sheepish way and nodded a little before grieving a small wave and a quick, "See ya later."

JJ quickly collected her things and made her way off the jet and back to her office. It was only Tuesday night, so they still had to come in tomorrow, but Hotch had graciously given them the morning off, so they weren't expected to be in until 11. JJ tossed the case files onto her desk, postponing the paperwork until tomorrow. Looking at her watch, she realized that Will would probably be getting ready for bed right about now. Not wanting to miss him by waiting until she got home, she sat down on the edge of her desk and pulled out her cell. After the third ring, JJ started to worry, but it was quickly silenced by the sound of his voice. "Well hey there darlin', I was startin' to worry I may never hear your voice again!"

JJ smiled as the frustration melted off of her. "Hey."

"Hay is for horses cher, I figured a smart, FBI agent like you woulda known that."

She could practically hear his goofy grin. "Okay wise guy, hello. How are you?"

"Well I'm definitely great right now, how 'bout you, you've gotta be exhausted after that case."

The concern in his voice made JJ smile a little. "I'm good, I napped on the jet. Hotch actually gave us all the morning off too, so I get to sleep in again. How's your week been so far?"

"Not bad, working a robbery, nothin' too excitin'. What's your middle name?" ***

"My middle name?"

"Well, yes, I'm assuming you have one?"

"I do, I'm just curious as to the motive of your question?"

"The motive is that I don't know the answer. Wanna know mine? It's Henry. It was my grandpas name. Family thing. Yours?"

"Jane. My mom wanted for me to still be JJ after I got married- if I got married. It's pretty silly actually, my initials are JJJ."

"I like it. Jennifer Jane. It's got a nice ring."

Again, he made her smile. He was proving to be very good at that. "Thanks. I always thought it was kind of dumb, ya know? The idea that people would have to stop calling me JJ just because my last name wasn't J anymore was a little ridiculous to me when I was a kid." By now she was laughing at the memory. "I mean, it still is. But I'm used to it now I guess. For a while in middle school my soccer team actually nicknamed me J Cubed."

Will was laughing along with her. "J Cubed? You had all the makings of a young rapper! What happened?!"

JJ nearly snorted laughing at that. "Oh god, don't ever ask me to rap. Save yourself the horror, okay?"

"Fine, fine. But I will have to see those soccer skills one day..."

JJ shifted on her desk as the conversation headed back to the present. "Well, yeah, maybe if work ever lets up..."

"I get it, it's a maybe."

"Sorry I just-"

"-You don't have to justify yourself to me hun, you just keep kickin' criminal ass and know you're welcome anytime."

"Thanks... I better be getting home, even Hotch will be leaving soon."

"Of course, go home, get some sleep. I'll hear from you again soon?"

"Yeah. We'll probably take another case tomorrow of Thursday, so I'll call you maybe Saturday?"

"Sounds good. Go rest up while ya can. I'll talk to ya soon cher."

"Yeah, you too. Goodnight Will."

"Goodnight JJ... It was nice, but I'm glad I was hearing that instead of reading it this time."

"Me too."

*** I have no idea if their middle names or initials have ever been referenced on the show. Google told me nothing, so I just made them up. Sorry if they're wrong. Use you're imagination.