You meet her for the first time on a Monday, as you're walking into the FBI Academy in Quantico. You're a new trainee, and she's an agent that's been here for a few years. She's nice, smart, kind of stern which is understandably a little scary, but she's a good person.

*The second time you see her is on Tuesday, when the group is going over some recent case files. You're just starting to learn the ropes, but you're still a bit overwhelmed. There's so much information. How the hell do people keep it all straight? She notices how tired you are, and she's sympathetic. She doesn't make fun of you like some of the other agents, she's nice. You're the youngest agent in your class, and while some people give you shit for it, JJ isn't one of them. "Hey," she says, nudging you gently, "you're gonna get it, I believe in you" You smile, and thank her, because you've been trying to keep a positive attitude, but it's hard.

The third time you see her, she's sitting next to you on a flight. The two of you are the only agents on this flight, everyone else is on the plane that left five minutes ago. The plane is almost empty, there's only a handful of passengers. It's a 3-hour flight, and it's late. She's quiet, lost in thought. You don't want to bother her, but you also don't want to sit here in awkward silence. So, you clear your throat, and introduce yourself. She turns to look at you, and smiles. "I know who you are." –right, the classes.