JJ's Secret Lover - Part 2

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JJ and you are in the car to meet with Micheal Powers. It's a quiet car ride and not much is said, but she tries to start a conversation and it fizzles out.

You arrive at Micheal Powers' house, he's living in a small house near the city. A townhouse with a small white car in the driveway. Although the mail box is full and the trashcans are full too.

While getting out of the car, you both hear a bang!

JJ and you rush to the door, guns ready and yell, "Micheal, are you in there? FBI!"

No answer. You rush in and find Micheal on the floor, a self inflicted wound. JJ starts looking around for any kind of note, you find his laptop in the kitchen. A strange email from an unidentifiable email address, "Micheal, your soldier buddies died because of you! How could you let them wear ArmyTech's supply?".

"JJ, he was sent an email, 20 minutes ago." You yell from the kitchen, as JJ comes down the stairs. You show her the email and make your way to the door, avoiding Micheal. Sitting on his porch while JJ finishes searching his house.

As JJ steps out the door, "If we were 20 minutes earlier, he would still be here. I haven't talked to him in years." you say as she sits down next to you. "Y/N, this isn't your fault, let's find this unsub and lay it all to rest. I'm sorry but we'll have to notify his family."

"He had no family. Micheal was a foster kid until he enlisted. His parents were mugged and killed." A tear starts to fall from your face, "Why would they send that to him? He had no say in what armour we are suited with. He was under my command, I should've gotten that email."

JJ has no words.

JJ's ringtone plays, it's Hotch. She puts the call on speaker. "Micheal Powers is gone, any luck with the ArmyTech office?" JJ asks Hotch as you are wiping the tears off your face. "Empty office, a few files here but must have been wiped clean by the unsub." Hotch replies, "We'll come back to the station, need to make a stop on the way." You look at JJ, confused, she turns to you and says "I'm dropping you off at my hotel room, take the afternoon off. Hotch will understand." You don't refuse, you are comforted by the idea that she's telling you to stay in her room.

JJ and you walk back to the car, she drops you off at her hotel room and you put your head down for a nap.

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A few hours later. A knock on the door wakes you up, JJ is at the door with Emily and some take out food. "Hey, I'm so sorry Y/N." Emily quietly talking while JJ sets up a table for the food.

You have no words. Emily reaches out to you and puts her arms around you, a long hug but a needed one. JJ is quiet, like she's hiding something.

"JJ, I've been trained. What is it?" you ask with a small grin on your face knowing her tell, she looks at you, "They did try to send an email. Garcia's team deletes and files any threatening emails", Emily looks at you, "You're a target. They just couldn't contact you because of the FBI computer team. They could be watching you."

How do you process something like that? Micheal died and it could have all been prevented.

"So I'm guessing there is now an agent outside? Ok. Well, uh, I'm going back to my room and going to bed." You start walking to the door, JJ stops you and says, "You've been ordered to stay in my room, Hotch doesn't think you should be alone." You reply, "Why didn't I figure that one out? Ok. Well, night"

You make a bed out of a sheet and pillow. JJ and Emily look at you confused. "I'll sleep on the floor, you guys can take the bed."

They laugh, as the agent brings in a foldout bed. "We knew you would try that, we got Agent Daniels to get you a bed." JJ says as Emily grabs the bed from Agent Daniels. JJ lies in one single bed and Emily lies in the other, JJ turns out the light. 

You can't sleep. The crazy thoughts travelling through your head. JJ walks over to your bed and gets on it with you. Emily is still asleep.

You are all asleep until JJ's alarm goes off, she jumps out of the bed as if she didn't want Emily seeing and heads into the bathroom for a shower. 

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Another day, the same troubling case.

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