I have no idea where the idea for this story came from - let us just call it the enigma that is my mind! I was sitting here trying to think up ideas for my other stories, but no, this one just kind of popped into my head, so I decided to run with it. I'm not really sure where it will end up, but I do have the first few chapters planned out in my head, and hopefully I will be able to keep them set out that way, I just need to work out some kind of order, and how I want things to happen. The story starts in the past, and then it will slowly progressed forward, but I mean, really slowly, like each chapter is going to be a day (although, at some point I probably will have to do a bit of a jump or the story will end up like 2000 chapters long!) I will have to alter some of the things that have happened on the show to be able to make them fit into the storyline, but that should be easy. I hope! I am not sure if this will result in a happy JJ and Rossi relationship. I guess we shall see. I'm not exactly starting this story at the best time - on Monday afternoon, I go away till Thursday afternoon. I will have my laptop so I can write this (and my other stories) while I am away, but I'm not sure if I will be able to post it. I should have internet access whilst I'm away, but how much time I will have, I don't know, but I will try to keep up the posting. Anyway, I hope that you like it - let me know what you think!

Georgetown University Campus Book Store.
Washington D.C.
May 23, 2001.

Twenty two year old, Georgetown University senior Jennifer Jareau, stood silently at the back of the campus book store, as she watched him talk about his newest book. He, of course, was the so called legendary FBI profiler, David Rossi, that until five minutes ago, she had never heard of, but now, she couldn't tear her eyes away from him.

She was mesmerized by his words. The tone and fluidity of his voice. She could feel the goose bumps forming on her arms as his eyes caught her. This was something new to her. She'd been to more than one open talk in the past, but never had she been so captured by one before. And the first time this happened, she didn't expect it to be able serial killers. It couldn't be the serial killers. It had to be the person at the centre of this, that was making her feel this way.

She sat and listened to him talk about his book and his job for an hour before she was brave enough to ask him a question, and even this, she could feel the butterflies dancing in her stomach as she spoke. What the hell was going on with her? She didn't even know this man, and yet he had turned her into a wreck.

As she watched the rest of the students file out of the book store, she couldn't move. Couldn't breath. She just sat, rooted to her seat, staring into space. For some reason, she wasn't ready to leave his company. He was like a drug to her. She felt like she needed him to live - and she had only 'known' him a couple of hours.

Turning as she felt a firm hand being pressed on her shoulder, she was alarmed to see the object of her current fractured mental state, staring back at her. What was going on? She was aware that he was talking to her, but her brain wouldn't let her process the words. She thought that he was asking her if she was okay, but she couldn't be sure, and until she could, she wasn't going to answer and make a complete fool of herself.

Jennifer wasn't sure what was wrong with her, she just knew that the room was getting extremely warm. Were the walls closing in? Oh god, Jennifer! Get a grip! You are an intelligent, independent and capable woman, and you have managed worse situations than the one the man in front of her has thrust you into. You can do this!

"Miss? Are you okay?" David's voice cut through her thoughts like a knife. "Can you hear me?"

"I…uh…yeah. I'm okay." Forcing a smile, she looked up at him. "It's just a bit warm in here. It threw me off balance for a minute."

"I think you should get some fresh air, you look a little flushed and I don't want you passing out. Come with me, we'll take a walk."

"No, I'll be okay. You have more important things to do." JJ argued, rising unsteadily from her seat.

"Not right now I don't. Come on…"

"Jennifer." She supplied, talking his hand unconsciously as it was offered.

"Come on, Jennifer. You are arguing with one of the best right now, and yours will be a futile battle. A short walk is all that I am proposing, and after you sat through my entire talk, I believe that it is the least I can do."

Sighing, she admitted defeat. "Okay, a quick walk. Where are we going to go?"

"No where in particular. Lets just walk and see where it takes us." David proposed.

"That sounds good to me."

Leading her out of the store and into the warm air, he smiled at her. They walked around the University campus for a while before venturing off into the world, and before they knew it, three hours had passed "So, I am guessing that you are a student at the University? I forgot to ask before."

"I am, I'm a senior."

"Ah, so you are just about to go off into the big bad world. Do you have any idea what you are going to do next?"

"I didn't, well, until today, now it all seems perfectly clear. I think I know exactly what I want to do."

"Care to enlighten me?" David questioned, he knew there was something special about this woman.

"The FBI. I can't say I have ever thought about joining it, but the way you spoke about it with such passion, I definitely want to learn more. I know that it is a hard and challenging job, but that's what I want. I don't want to do something stereotypical, where I do the exact same thing day in and day out. I want to be challenged."

"That's a good choice to make. Especially as you don't seem to be looking at it with rose coloured glasses on. It's not easy, but if it's a challenge you are looking for, I would say you are on the right path. It is a remarkably rewarding job, and I must say, I do miss it sometimes." Looking into her eyes, David smiled. "How about I take you out for dinner, and I will tell you all about the ins and the outs of the FBI?"

"No, David. I could never ask you to do that. I have taken up way too much of your time today."

"Jennifer, I want to take you out for dinner. I would never have offered if I wasn't sure. It is always good to know exactly what you are getting into before you sign up."

"You don't want to spend the evening with me. I have already taken up most of your day."

"Jennifer, do you really think that I would be stupid enough not to want to go out to dinner with a beautiful and intelligent woman? If you don't come out for dinner with me, I will be spending the evening alone, probably with a beer in front of the television. Tell me, do you have plans tonight?"

"Apart from doing some studying for my finals, no, I don't have any plans."

"Where will you be eating then?" David questioned, a knowing smile forming on his face.

"I'll probably just grab a sandwich and head back to my room."

"Well, what is the point of both of us spending the night alone? You know that it makes sense for us to spend it together. I like your company, Jennifer."

"Okay, okay." Jennifer sighed, over dramatically, grinning at him. "You win, but you have to give me time to get changed."

"Don't be ridiculous, you look beautiful. Let's just head back to the book store and I'll get my car keys, and we can set off.


Georgia Brown's Restaurant.
Washington D.C.
May 23, 2001.

One hour and forty five minutes later, David parked his car outside a quiet and quant restaurant on the outskirts of Washington D.C.

The drive had been quiet, but it was in no way awkward. They both just enjoyed each others company, and not from lack of trying, Jennifer couldn't remember the last time that she had ever felt so relaxed, but she wasn't sure why she was doing this. She had only just met this man, but he she was letting him take her out for dinner.

Was this a date?

Should she ask?

Jennifer mentally scolded herself. Of course it wasn't a date, he was just feeling sorry for her, and he was giving her a sympathetic ear. He was handsome, smart, and very well accomplished, so why on Earth would he be interested in her? But even knowing that he would never be interested in her, did not stop her stomach doing back flips when he slipped his arm around her waist as he lead her into the restaurant.

"So, David, what was the best part of being in the FBI?" Jennifer asked as they walked along the river after their meal.

"The best part…when you manage to find your guy before they are able to hurt anyone else, or the look on the victims face when you tell them you have found the guy who hurt them…it's something you will never be able to leave behind completely."

"Which is why you write your books." Jennifer added.

"Exactly, but Jennifer, there is enough time to talk about work later, now, I want to get to know you."

"What do you want to know?"

"Where did you grow up? Do you have any siblings. I don't know why, but I feel the need to get to know you."

"Well, I grew up in Easy Allegheny, in Pennsylvania. I played soccer growing up and that's how I managed to escape our small town, but I have a sister and two brother's who still live there and are very much happy to live the small town life, but I have always wanted more." Stopping to look out at the river, she smiled. "I love my family, but I couldn't do it any longer. There is a lot of pressure on you to conform when you live in a small place like that, and I didn't like it. I wanted to be able to spread my wings and do things my way."

"That's an extremely brave thing to do."

"Mmm. My parents aren't exactly pleased. They want me to come home, and marry someone who will keep me there for the rest of my life, where as, as I have told you, I want to find a challenge."

"That's good." Inching his body closer, David wrapped his arms around her as she shivered. "You're cold."

"What is going on here, David? Why did you ask me out to dinner? Why do you want to know about me?"

"I don't know, Jennifer. I don't know, I just feel like I need to be around you. I've never believed that you can have an instant connection with someone, but with you, that's exactly what I feel like I can have."

"You have only known me a few hours."

Turning her body, he pressed himself up to her. "I know, but it feels like I have known you forever. I watched you walk into that book store today, and I just knew that I had to get to know you. Tell me that you don't feel it, and I will back off."

"I do feel it, but…isn't this so fast?" Jennifer asked, why was she trying to push him away?

"So what if it is? Isn't it best to just follow what you feel?"

"It is…but-"

"No, buts Jennifer. I don't want to leave tonight and know I will never see you again."

"You have only known me since this morning. How can you say that?"

"I just can. Tell me you feel the same."

"I do, David, but-"

"I said no buts. For once I am following what I feel, and now, I am going to do something I have been waiting to do all night."

Lowering his head, he pressed his lips to hers, falling into a kiss, that made them feel like they were the only two people left on the planet, and at that moment, if you told them that they were, they would have believed them.