A/N: Here's next chapter. I hope you all like it!

Special thanks to Christiangirl, spk, K8e1, BAUMember and jenny crum!

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Chapter 3: Moving forward

The following morning, Hotch sat in the Starbucks, wondering whether the blonde would show again. He hadn't closed an eye since meeting her. He had to know more about her, so he decided to get up early in the hopes of running into her again. Maybe she was one of those costumers who was a regular. I hope she is… He whispered into the air. His eyes were glued to the door in case she would walk through it. This time he was going to drop his polite act and he was going to be blunt and honest. He wanted her number, he wanted to get to know her and he wanted to go out on a date. It was all very simple, but as he searched the crowd for he face, he felt the heat in his body rising at the thought of asking any woman out, let alone her. He didn't have an experience with dating, let alone flirting. His suspicions were that she probably had a boyfriend or at least someone who wanted to go out with her.

But his worries were put to rest when he nearly choked on his coffee at the sight of her. He couldn't tear his eyes away from her angelic face. She looked stunning, even more beautiful than the day before.

He sighed deeply as he watched her walk inside. He even forgot to approach her as he just watched. How can this girl be single? Why would she give me her number? She's too good for me…

He let his eyes flow over her body, from head to toe. He didn't miss a single part. Her body was beautifully shaped and the coat she wore only showed off her figure. The skirt was short enough to show off her long and bare legs, but long enough to be professional. She looked like a model you would see in pictures, but she wasn't just that. It was the way she handled herself. She did it with such grace that it shocked him. It was just every single thing about her. Wow… he breathed out, thinking it but not saying it.

Hotch was pulled out of his daze when a younger guy sat down across from him with much noise. Hotch looked at the younger looking hotshot and wondered what he was doing.

''Oh man, I know what you're looking at, dude!'' the stranger began, moving in his seat. ''That hot piece has been coming in here for the past four months and I'm here to look at her every day.''

Dude? Seriously? How old do I look to you? Hotch thought to himself as he tried to ignore the guy across from him, but he couldn't stand the way he talked about her. ''Hot piece?'' he repeated. ''You're kidding, right?'' Hotch asked angrily as he rose from the chair. He quickly put on his coat and grabbed his coffee so he could approach her.

JJ took the coffee from the girl behind the counter and turned around carefully so she wouldn't bump into anyone this time. She wasn't looking for another coffee stain on her clothes. She walked towards the door because she had to be at work earlier and she didn't want to be late. She had a spotless record so far and that was valuable for her cover. She just hated her job. She was a fixer for the company and at the same time she knew someone was putting the world in danger by putting chemical weapons on the black market. And in the past four months she hadn't been closer to the truth than she started. Collins warned her about the time it would take to finish her assignment and she couldn't wait to be reactivated. She wanted something different and exciting for a change.

At that thought, JJ looked to her left and saw the wonderful stranger from the day before. She returned his gaze with a wide smile. Do I stop? Should I talk to him? No, I can't get involved with anyone. I will not break protocol for a guy…

But it was too late when he stepped in front of her. JJ took a step back to prevent another collision. ''Hi, stranger.'' she greeted happily, hoping she wasn't too forward. ''Sorry, that was a little strange.''

''No, I liked it!'' Hotch assured as he stared at her face. Something inside him calmed down when he talked to her. His nerves vanished and he felt confident. It was different, but in a good way. ''I was actually hoping to run into you again.''

''Really? Another accident?''

''Well, not literally.'' he said, knowing she was teasing him. It was in her voice and on her face as well. ''I really want to go out with you some time.''

JJ stepped aside when one of the customers needed to get to the other side. She took a sip of her coffee before she went on with her conversation. Deep down she was more than happy with his words. She wanted the same thing. ''Why?'' she asked, wanting to throw him off his game. It seemed like he was good at picking up women. He was charming and handsome, so who wouldn't want to date him?

''Because you're mysterious and persistent, like you are now. I like that in a girl…uhh…woman.'' he corrected. He didn't know how to answer her question in a better way other than to say the truth. ''Look, I think you're extremely beautiful and I haven't stopped thinking about you and I don't even know your name.''

JJ nearly giggled, feeling the girl inside of her surface. ''Oh, you're flirting with me, Aaron!''

''I am trying…''

JJ extended her hand to him. ''My name is Jennifer Jane Allen, but most people call me JJ.'' she said as she felt his hand on hers. A spark went through her body the moment they touched. It threw her completely off and she felt her knees go weak at the feeling.

''Wow, I get your full name. That's exciting.'' he joked as he gently let go of her hand. He checked his coats for one of his cards so he could give it her to her, but it seemed like he was out of luck. He didn't have a single one on him.

JJ noticed he was searching for something and she realized he was about to give her his number. She rummaged through her purse and found one of her cover cards and handed him one. ''Here, take this.'' She handed him the small piece of paper, realizing she was pretending to be an entirely different person, but it was her job. She couldn't give her real identity to anyone. ''Give me a call!''

He stayed frozen in his tracks and watched as she disappeared from the Starbucks, his heart fluttering when he looked at the card. It read: Jennifer Jane Allen. Legal advisor at Chemicaltech Industries.

The fact that she worked in the field of law made him smile. They had a first thing in common and he couldn't be happier about it. He put the card in his pocket and walked out the door for another day of work, knowing he had someone great waiting for him to call. It made his day ten times better and he couldn't wait to go out with JJ.