Chapter 35:

The time went by and soon they were on the plane back to D.C. After a week in Oslo the pair tok the train to the west coast and Bergen. A part from falling in love with the rain, JJ had seen the city between the seven mountains. Emily had also brought her to Hardanger and she had seen the place where 'Brudeferd i Hardanger' was painted. The blonde had seen the fish marked, travelled with the Fløibanen Funicular and visited the aquarium.

"Emily?" JJ lifted her head from the brunette's shoulder where it previously had rested.

"Yes, love?"

"Thank you!"

"For what?"

"For everything! This trip has been amazing, YOU are amazing!" JJ lifted her hand and caressed her girlfriend's cheek.

"Anything for you, Jen!" Emily leaned into the touch before tilting her head down to kiss JJ.

The two of them snuggled close again, JJ resting her head on Emily's shoulder pressing her body against the brunette's and curling her feet under herself in her seat. Emily had her arm protectively around JJ and rested her head on top of the blonde's. JJ rested her hand upon Emily's chest, right above her heart, Emily's hand moved in small circles on JJ's arm.

The two of them sat, happy to be together, in silence. JJ thought about something her mother once had told her:

"Jenny, when you find the one you are meant to be with, you don't need words. You will share a connection so strong that there will be a hundres other ways to communicate."

She had been 15 and just laughed at her mother. Words had always been her strong side. Ever since she was a little kid she could talk herself out of every situation, at the age of five she knew more words than kids twice her age. Everything she had accomplished in life was related to words, with exceptions of soccer. When she received her scholarship she had been happy, but also a bit conflicted. To play soccer for Pitt. was a dream come true, it would open every door to play professional soccer. But as much as she wanted to play soccer, she had also wanted to study to be journalist. In the end she had accepted the scholarship and played soccer for Pittsburgh University.

Pitt. had been great, but soccer had gone from being fun to being pressure and performance. After a year, JJ had called home crying more times than she could count. Her Dad had once asked her if soccer was still a dream and "no!" had been her answer. He told her that she should follow her dream and that her collage found was still hers. That day she had gone to see her coach and guidance counselor and she had filled out her application for Georgetown University.

When she got the acceptance letter, she was over the moon. Of course it had been hard to leave her team, but she knew that once she was gone her scholarship would be given to someone else, someone who would appreciate it more. Moving to Georgetown had meant moving further from home, but she adapted fast and soon loved to live in the big city. At Georgetown words had been the center of her days again, but she loved it. The power of words had always amazed JJ and she loved learning to use them in new ways. She wanted to change the world with her words and until her second year she thought it was by being a journalist.

But during her second year she attended a seminar where a FBI Agent talked about profiling. Suddenly it wasn't enough for JJ to write about what had happened, she wanted to work with what happened when it actually happened. She easily changed from journalism to communications.

During her last year of Georgetown she knew she wanted to apply to the FBI Academy. She'd always been fit and had kept training after transferring to Georgetown, so she was ready both physically and mental. When her Mom and Dad had dropped her off outside of Quantico, she knew she belonged there. When she graduated she was proud of what she had accomplished. She'd never thought she'd been given the job at the BAU right away.

The BAU had been her biggest challenge and she had struggled the first months. The things she saw was horrible and the way she would be tossed around between the press (witch was her responsibility), the nervous detectives, (who would either flirt with her or ignore her, since she was a 'she' and not a 'he'), and the victims families (who would blame her, no matter what, since she was the face of the BAU).

The thing that would always, and had always, save her was her words. She could hide behind them and they never let her down. The knowledge that the words would always be there to protect you would make her feel safe, both personal and professional. Every time she felt trapped she would use her words to get herself enough room to run. And while she ran, her words would build up walls to her defence. She had learned early in her job that she needed to keep her emotions in check and how important it was to only show them what she wanted to show them.

But right now, as she was snuggled close to Emily, she didn't need them. Not one single. And she finally understood what her mother had meant all those years ago. With Emily she didn't need words, she didn't need to hide or defend or protect herself. Emily made her feel save and loved, and she didn't want to hide for the brunette. She knew that no matter how she felt, Emily would never judge her, only be there to support and love her. JJ smiled into Emily's neck and snuggled closer to her girlfriend.

A/N: A little inside in JJ's head!:) If you have any thoughts, comments, likes or dislikes please review or send me a PM! And thank you to everyone who reads and reviews!:)