A/N: This first chapter will be the last scene of Will and JJ, in the second season episode 'Jones'. If you haven't seen it, go now!

I hope you enjoy!

'I heard what you did in there', JJ said softly to Will, just before she had to join her team to fly back to Virginia, after their time spent in new Orleans, helping Will with a case that initially belonged to his father, a detective who had been killed during Hurricane Katrina. The killer was believed to have suffered the same fate, but when evidence said that was not the case, Will took over the case using the work his father had.

Will turned to look at JJ before she continued on with her sentence.

'Your Dad would be really proud.'

Will broke their gaze and looked away again, choosing to focus on the car parked opposite to where they were standing. He breathed for a minute, and then opened his mouth to speak, 'It's weird', he said, 'I spent all this time focused on closing this case for him', he stopped to sigh, 'And now it's over.'

JJ raised her eyebrows, murmured 'Yeah' and nodded her head slightly.

Will, taking some comfort in her presence, continued. 'I thought I'd feel happy but I just feel lost.'

JJ shrugged slightly, raising her shoulders a fraction. She looked at the side of Will's face she could see, 'You gotta move on…'

Will paused for a moment, as though he was trying to string together the words he wanted to say, 'Well now you're leaving..', he paused, turning back to look at her again, his eyes taking in the look on her face, full of concern, 'How will I survive, a woman like you going so far away?', he asked.

JJ smiled and looked to her right, blushing slightly. She regained her composure and turned back to look at him, her eyes bore right into his. 'Well', she began, 'Despite what you may have heard', she reaches into her jacket pocket and hands Will a small white rectangular piece of card, 'Cellphones can be very good for your health.'

Will smiled and turned the card over in his hand, and before he could respond, JJ half-shrugged and turned. With a short 'See ya', she had walked away behind the ambulance parked nearby, he headlights illuminating her blonde hair, casting her shadow on the ground.

Will stared at the card long after she had walked away, long after he had seen the black SUV drive past him. 'Jennifer Jareau', it said on it, 'FBI Media Liaison Officer', and then a string of numbers that were her phone number. 'Jennifer...' he said quietly, the remembering what she had told him earlier, that folks call her 'JJ', he smiled. 'JJ…'