The Bullpen was quiet, only two people in the room––you and JJ.

At this hour, your coworkers were home and getting ready to sleep, if they weren’t already. Only you and JJ remained…why? Maybe because you both felt you had something to prove. You had been transferred from another division, your reputation for being sharp and determined preceding your actual personality. To JJ, you were a mystery, and from the first moment your eyes met that first day, it almost felt like a silent battle had been declared.

You look over at her, her eyes focused and posture perfect, blonde hair in a low ponytail. Her dedication was undeniable, but her refusal to acknowledge your capabilities was getting irritating. You were just as skilled as her, yet she seemed intent on keeping you at arm's length more than anyone else in the team.

As if she could feel your gaze, JJ looked up. She didn’t trust you, that much was clear. “Is there something you need?” She asks, tone clipped.