You Again? //A JJ Watt fanfiction//

Chapter 2

EN: I own nothing but my two OC's and the plot... As much as I would like to own JJ Watt lol! Thanks for reading! Reviews are appreciated! :)

Chapter 2

It was now Sunday. Trish had decided to go into work early to finish up some paperwork she had neglected before working her first game on the field. She kicked her sneakers off, curled both legs under her, and then took a long swig of the cup of coffee she had stopped to get herself on her way in. She wrapped both of her hands around the cup, enjoying the warmth the cup was emitting as she waited for her computer to boot up.

"Hey," a soft voice nearly whispered, disrupting her from her thoughts as she rummaged through the papers on her desk.

Trish looked up and was met by the most beautiful pair of eyes she'd seen; they were also a pair of very familiar eyes. Today they were very soft, and not hard and full of anger like the last time she'd seen them.

"Hey," she answered staring at her coffee cup.

"Can I come in?"

She nodded 'yes' and gestured for him to come in.

JJ closed the door quietly behind him before taking a seat across from her. He shifted in his seat, trying to get comfortable, while stalling for the words he wanted to use to begin this conversation. He sucked in a deep breath and exhaled it slowly. "Look, I want to start off by saying I'm sorry. You were right, that wasn't the time for that conversation and I shouldn't have gone about it the way I did and I'm sorry."

"I appreciate that. Embarrassing me in front of one of the coworkers that I'm going to have to continue to work with... We'll... Sucked..."

"In my own defense, you have to see it from my point of view. It kind of blindsided me when you showed up..."

Trish nodded her head. "I know it did JJ and I'm sorry for that..."

"Don't you think you might have wanted to give me a heads up or something maybe?" JJ asked, cutting her off.

"JJ, you don't know how difficult it was for me to take this job. This is your team... I knew that. You were here before I was. I did feel like I owed you some kind of heads up or something... Like maybe I should have asked you if you'd be okay working with me..."

JJ turned his attention from his hands that he was staring at to Trish. He looked her straight in the eyes. Trish tried to read his emotions but she couldn't tell what he was thinking. He was always so good at masking his emotions. She was quickly growing uncomfortable with the silence and JJ's unwavering eye contact. She looked down at her desk in an attempt to deflect the how uncomfortable she was feeling.

"So why didn't you?" JJ asked quietly. "Do you really hate me that much?"

"Geoff personally came to find me to try and convince me to come aboard. He and the director of the hospital I was working for are good friends. I knew this was the chance of a lifetime for me, but I also was very apprehensive about taking the position. Geoff didn't really give me a lot of time to think it over. He only gave me until 4:00 the next day to decide. And how could I run it by you first?"

"You couldn't pick up the phone and call me?" he asked.

Trish looked at him confused.

"What was that look for? Do you not have my number any more?"

"Do you still have mine JJ?" Trish asked with a skeptical look.

JJ didn't say anything. He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket. He unlocked the screen and started scrolling through his contacts. A few seconds later, he clicked on one and within seconds Trish's phone began to ring as it sat on her desk. "I do," he answered with a shrug as he hung up the phone, sliding it back into his pocket.