JJ in Wonderland – Chapter 3

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"I'm coming back."

It shouldn't be a surprise for Dave to hear those words from her mouth if it weren't for the fact that he was quite distracted by a pair of very fine legs!

It's as if someone had slipped a block of Kryptonite near Superman.

Except you're not Superman and JJ…well, JJ was his Kryptonite! Damn it!

The urge to run his hands on her legs; the urge to know if they were as smooth as it looked and as soft as it would feel all the way to where her luscious thighs were teasing him and she had some fine looking legs! Jane Russell, eat your heart out!

It was a very good thing he was wearing slacks or he would not be responsible for what might happen next!

Gripping the edge of the table as he leaned against it, Dave dared to come closer to her but that was it, no closer than three feet separated them.

Even her knees were sexy as hell! Shit!

"Dave?"

Focus, Dave Rossi! Don't give it away; take control of the situation.

Breathing calmly so as not to show her how she had affected him, he looked away from her, and it was not easy to do it! Those wonderful shiny blonde locks, that innocent and compassionate expression she always wore and those gorgeous blue eyes! Dear god! God had a sense of humor when he put her before him.

"That's great, JJ." He said casually. "I'll let Aaron know of your decision."

She nodded and stood up, preparing to leave.

"Leaving so soon?" He asked her.

"Dave, it's past 2am. I've been up since the crack of dawn. I'm beat."

He nodded slowly, "Then I'll see you tomorrow at 9am."

JJ snapped her head as she turned slightly to face him, "So soon? Don't I at least get a day to pack my things at the Pentagon?"

He gave her a wry look, "JJ, you've already packed your things, they're in your trunk."

Surprised, "How did you know?"

He chuckled, "I just do. I know you better than you know yourself, Jen."

"Don't call me that…no one has called me by that name since High School."

He grinned, "Well, It suits you."

"Well, I don't like it." She folded her arms across her chest.

Oh dear god! Dave almost salivated as he tried to avert his eyes from zooming to her chest; the shirt she wore was bunched up in the front and a deep V was now showing and emphasizing her bosom.

Is it hot in here or am I getting too horny? Maybe she had better leave or I won't answer the consequences.

"I'm sorry, JJ." He apologized. "I…I'll won't call you by that name anymore."

She nodded.

"Unless you asked me." He added and frowned at himself; where did that come from?

Feeling anger rising up within her, JJ walked briskly to the door, "Good night Agent Rossi. I'll see you tomorrow."

Without waiting for his answer, she opened the door and walked away in a hurry, as if the hounds from hell were coming for her!

Dave sighed as he walked out of his office and stood before the balcony. He watched JJ leave.

"I take it she said yes?" Dave was startled out of his reverie and turned to see Hotch standing beside him.

"What are you still doing here?" He asked the younger man.

"I am leaving as we speak." He showed Dave his briefcase. "Good night."

"Good night, Aaron and yes, she's coming back."

He nodded, "That's great, don't stay up too long." He waved at Dave as he made a beeline to the stairs.

"I'm right behind you." Dave walked back to his office and turning off the lights in his office he gave the empty chair JJ had vacated one last look before he closed the door and left; I'll never be able to look at that damn chair and forget those legs on it. Those long luscious legs. Mamma Mia!

Dave shook his head as he made his way to the parking garage and to his car.

As he neared it, he paused and saw something on the windshield; it was a large yellow manila folder.

Looking around the parking deck which was empty except for his car, Dave reached into his pocket and pulled out a set of gloves he always kept handy; you never know when you needed it, just like now.

Picking the envelope using the gloves, he opened the flap and looked inside and saw a set of photographs. Sliding them out, he saw that there were two colored prints and his heart almost fell when it showed a dead woman's tortured yes exposed from the dirt her head seemed to be buried in.

"Oh mon dio!" He uttered in Italian. The second photo was of another woman being tied up on a bare metal bed frame in a bare room.

"What the hell?" He shook his head. Picking up his phone as he headed back to the BAU, he began to dial Hotch's cell phone.

"Aaron, I think we have a situation…"

"JJ!" Garcia exclaimed happily when she arrived at the conference room an hour later. "What are you doing here?"

JJ grinned as she held her dearest friend, "I'm coming back to the BAU, Garcia."

Almost squealing, Garcia giggled, "No way!" she turned to Hotch who nodded. She hugged her blonde friend again. "I'm so happy! You're back where you should be!"

"Thanks Garcia, it's good to see you and be back too!" JJ said as she gave her a hard squeeze; she had missed her quirky friend.

"JJ!" Reid exclaimed as he walked into room and stood next to Garcia who soon moved aside where the young doctor engulfed JJ into a big hug. "I missed you!"

"Spence! I missed you too! How are you?"

Reid nodded, "I'm good, doing great." He said as she pulled away from the embrace and looked at him. "I'm all right." He smiled. "What are you doing here?"

JJ grinned, "I'm coming back to work for you guys."

"Hey there, mamma!" JJ felt herself being lifted up in a tight bear hug as if she was a child.

She laughed, "Hey Derek! How are you? I see, you've kept up with building up those pecs of yours!"

Putting her back on her feet, he flexed his muscles at her, "Always, Mamma!"

"Okay everyone!" Hotch spoke up. "Have a seat and we'll talk."

They all scattered to find chairs about the conference table and sat down and looked at Hotch expectantly.

He turned on the backboard screen to reveal the two pictures Dave had received a while ago.

"But that's not all." He continued as he changed to board to reveal another pair of photographs. "These two were found on JJ's car earlier."

The team looked at her. "Someone knows about my return to the BAU, it seem."

The first picture was a close up of a bloody mouth but the tongue was cut off, the cut off tongue lying just by the chin on the dirt.

"It looks like it's been cut crudely. The edges are jagged." Reid narrowed his gaze, "It looked to be an amateur's work."

Hotch then switched to the next one; it was a different woman lying on the bare bed frame this time. She looked to be in her mid-twenties, dirty blonde. Her dress dirty and worn. She looked as if she had been lying on the bed frame for a very long time.

"Look at her face." Dave said. "She looked resigned and ready to die."

"She looked as if she wanted to die." JJ said.

Hotch nodded. "By the way everyone. Agent Seaver has transferred to Andi Swan's Domestic Trafficking Task Force Division. And with that we're still an agent short so JJ has decided to transfer back to the BAU as a full time profiler."

Everyone except for Hotch and Dave began to congratulate JJ.

"So, who's going to be media liaison?" Garcia asked Hotch.

"It'll be me or you, Garcia." He replied. "That's not going to change so that means you'll still be travelling with us as needed."

Garcia nodded.

JJ gave her a wink which Garcia grinned.

"All right, back to this…" Hotch waved his hand at the picture on the screen. "As you can see, we can now tell where this is coming from."

The last photo was zoomed out, revealing a broken window which overlooked a railway and there was an old truck with a license plate.

"It's from Alabama, specifically in the Talladega County." Garcia said as she typed the information into her laptop. "Plate belonged to a William Pruitt, 65. Oh…his death certificate listed his date of death as five years ago and he died of lung cancer." She slumped in her seat.

"That's a good start," Dave said. "We now have his address and where it's at."

Hotch nodded, "We should be …."

His phone rang and he answered it and after listening for a few minutes and hung up and stood up. "Okay, we have another situation; four dead bodies in Killeen Texas, local PD has asked for our help. The fourth was just found with the third earlier yesterday. That was the case we were heading out. It seemed this UnSub is escalating."

"I take it we're splitting up?" Dave pointed out.

Hotch nodded. "Since the envelopes were left on your doorsteps…well, your windshields, I think you and JJ should go to…." He looked at Garcia for the exact location.

"Oh…it's Sylacauga. Quite a small town, over 12,000 in population." Garcia said.

Hotch nodded. "Yeah, you and JJ will be going to this town to investigate on these photos, and who our amateur photographer." Hotch picked up the originals and waved at Dave. "I'll take the other two with me to Killeen." He nodded to Reid and Morgan.

Dave smiled at Hotch, "The three Amigos…try not to have too much fun there."

Hotch gave his friend a look. "Seriously? Fun? With these two?" He shook his head as he picked up his folders and stood up, "Okay, wheels up in 30. And JJ," He looked up at the blonde agent. "Welcome back."

JJ smiled at him, "Thanks Hotch. I did miss this and I can't wait to get back to work in the field again, it's been a long time."

"I'm so glad you're back, JJ." Garcia smiled at her friend as the two women walked out of the room

JJ waved as well as she headed to the door and turned to look at Dave. "I'll see you at the jet, I have to change my clothes." She left and headed to the ladies' room.

Left alone with Hotch, Dave uttered, "There was nothing wrong with her outfit…looks great on her."

"Dave…" Hotch chuckled as he shook his head, "She's out of your league, my friend."

Dave arched his brow, "What do you mean by that, my friend?" They were walking out of the conference room and stopped.

Hotch shook his head again, "JJ is like my sister and you're…my very best friend. She's going through a rough patch with LaMontagne, go easy on her, will you?"

Dave held his hands up. "Aaron! I'm not going to do anything!"

Hotch arched his dark brow at him, "Dave, I know you very well, and I saw you looking at her. I've seen that look before."

Dave shook his head, "But I've not done anything …yet."

"Exactly! Don't hurt her, Dave. Her feelings and emotions are at a fragile state. She needs our comfort, not an aggression from you."

"Come on Aaron, I've no idea what you're talking about!"

Hotch watched his friend's face and shook his head, "Like a lamb leading to the slaughter or the lion. And you're no lamb, my friend."

"But…"

"Just!" Hotch cut him off. "Just take it easy on her." He then headed to his office.

Dave stood outside the conference room as he watched JJ and Garcia talking and muttered to himself, "Me? She's more likely to set me straight. She's gonna eat me alive!" He shook his head and walked into his office.

JJ headed to the ladies' with her go-bag which she'd always packed even when she was working at the Pentagon, "Great…alone with Dave Rossi!" She muttered as she changed out of her suit and into dark pants and a buttoned shirt. "I'd as soon be led into a lions' den full of hungry lions. Thanks a lot Hotch!"

Taking a few breaths, JJ walked out of the room and headed to the airport with Reid and Morgan.

End of Chapter 3