With the team being as close as it is with everything that happens on a daily basis, it was no surprise that the adjustment period between JJ going on maternity leave and Jordan temporarily replacing her as communications liaison took longer than necessary. For everyone else that is. For you, you observed her, frustration clouding her brows, and a piercing sense of protectiveness sparked within you.

It’s late, at this point it’s you and Jordan left. You stroll in JJ’s- Jordan’s - office and knock softly on the cracked open door

“Hey, I’m about to head out. You need anything, some help maybe?” you chime, looking at the thick stack of files surrounding her on JJ’s desk

“Uh, no, no thank you… I’m all good, if I need help, I’ll holler.” Her gaze met yours for a moment—electric and unspoken.

As you turned to leave, a song whispered in your heart, a melody for a girl who would never know her lyrics spoke solely for her.