#FBI Most Wanted

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Some more 2023 TV Shows with WLW Characters

Sin Huellas

Hasta el Cielo

White Lotus

Class of ’09

FBI: Most Wanted

Double Parked

Law & Order: Organized Crime

Annika

Full Circle

Show me Love the Series

Run the Burbs

Andor

Riverdale

Chicken Girls: College Years

Dead Ringers

Swarm

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So what do you think, can we just cut down on the pillows like 20%?

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FBI: Most Wanted • 5.08

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No. 24 She's mean and she's mine for Fbi most wanted Remy. TIA

Companion piece to Sober (NSFW) - Remy realises you have issues with soberiety.

You don’t hide your addiction from Remy. You talk about it openly with him. He knows that you got hooked undercover, that you used coke and booze to cope. You’d been in a spiral for a couple of years before Jubal had forced you to confront the problem. By the time you’d met him you’d been sober for three years.

“I was a mean drunk Remy.” You’d told him as you made tea in his kitchen. “I burned through all my friends, my family. It took me a long time to make amends.”

He knows how isolated you’d become, how you’d pushed people away in the throes of your addiction. It made it easier to reconcile the drinking. He had kissed away the shame that crept up your cheeks, whispered the sweetest reassurances against your skin as he held you close.

“You’re bigger than your addiction.” He had reminded you. “You aren’t the same person you were back then.”

It’s true, Remy believes that with every single fibre of his being. The job you do, it may be high pressure but you know your triggers, you manage it well. Which is why he’s surprised when your brother sends him a 911 text to discuss his concerns about you.

“She’s drinking again.” Henry informs him as he sits across from Remy at the coffeeshop a few doors down from 26 Fed. “I saw her in a club a couple of days ago, she had a glass in her hand and she was with another guy. I’m sorry Remy but this is what it was like last time…”

Remy holds his hand up to silence the other man as he struggles to process the information. He admits he’s been busy over the past few weeks, Wyoming, Richmond, Bethesda but when he has been home he’s been attentive. He would know if something was going on with you. As for another man being on the scene, he doesn’t understand when you would even have the time, let alone the inclination. Remy’s pretty confident in his ability to keep you satisfied.

“What did he look like?” He asks Henry and the other man withdraws his phone from his jacket pocket.

“I took a picture.” He says before pushing the device towards Remy. “In case you needed proof.”

It’s a image of you and a man he knows well. You’re standing alongside each other at a bar. His hand is on your lower back, almost protectively. There’s a glass in your hand, a cocktail with a cherry sticking out of it. You’re wearing a cobalt blue dress, one that clings to your form. It’s that dress that makes everything click into place for Remy, that makes him take another at the glass in your hand.

“She’s not drinking again.” He says quietly before he zooms in on the glass and tilts the phone back towards Henry. “It’s a Shirley Temple, a non-alcoholic cocktail, it’s grenadine and ginger ale. It’s what she drinks when she’s on UC ops so that she blends in and that guy she’s with? His name is Omar Zidan, he’s her partner.”

Remy remembers that night well because he’d barely been able to keep his hands off you when you’d stepped out of the bedroom wearing dress. You’d been interrupted by OA’s arrival, the younger man had joked about having Cinderella back by midnight. When you’d slinked in at one am, you’d been sober as a judge and ready for a little play. He’d made love with you in the bed you shared until the sun came up.

“You don’t have to worry about her.” He reassures Henry. “Your sister, she’s solid.”

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Dylan McDermott and Dermot Mulroney at On Call Ultimate Crossover Event Protest at FOX in LA ( July 20th, 2023) x

There has been a running joke in Hollywood of fans mixing up Dylan and Dermot. Which actor is which. I love that these two played on that at the start of this clip.

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An einem Tag im harten Winter 1824 war er mit seinem Pferd unterwegs. Auf dem Weg zu seiner Familie wurde er unerwartet von einem Rudel Wölfe überfallen. Es ging alles sehr schnell und er konnte sich gerade noch so auf einen gefroren See retten. Sein Pferd war so schwer verletzt das es zusammenbrach und unter sich begrub. Santiago selbst war auch übel zugerichtet dazu kam noch die eisige Kälte. Sein Leben hing am seidenen Faden. Als es schon dem Ende zu ging wurde er von seinem Cousin gefunden. Dieser zog ihn unter dem Kadaver seines Pferdes und nahm ihn mit zu sich nach Hause. Dort verwandelte er ihn und versorgte dann seine Wunden und pflegte ihn bis er wieder bei Kräften war.

Santiago hatte lange Zeit mit seinem Schicksal zu kämpfen obwohl ihm dadurch das Leben gerettet wurde. In seiner Anfangszeit baute er viel Mist und sein Cousin rettet ihn sehr oft. Das Band das sie beide ist sehr stark. Mit der Zeit gelang es Santiago sich mit seinem Schicksal anzufreunden.

Mittlerweile arbeitet er als Supervisory Special Agent, Fugitive Task Force beim FBI. Angelehnt an FBI Most Wanted.

In seiner Freizeit spielt er gerne Gitarre und macht bei Käfigkämpfen mit. Wenn man ihm zum Freund hat kann man sich zu 100 % auf ihn verlassen. Gegen seine Feinde geht er hart vor.

Er ist der Cousin und bester Freund von @mrvampirerock

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fbi most wanted: Ivan Ortiz

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FBI: MOST WANTED Ivan Ortiz in 2x14

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A Shot in the Dark ~ Prologue

Well, welcome to my latest obsession - FBI and OA Zidan. This is a crossover between FBI, FBI: Most Wanted & Blue Bloods. Let me know what you think and if you'd like to be tagged in any future chapters.

Summary It's said, you'll always meet twice in life. But you never thought it be in a hostage situation with a gun pressed against your head.

The human mind is really the scariest thing of all.

Life in general is scary, and yet you step out of your home each day and face it. You imagine how a situation might turn out if you just changed one thing in your day to day life. Sometimes it’s the sandwich they didn’t have at the bakery and sometimes it’s the choice you make on the job.

“Andrew, drop the gun and let my sister go!” Detective Danny Reagan called, his own weapon trained on the former NYPD officer, voice shaking as he looked at you, seeing his own fear mirrored in your eyes. “She’s got nothing to do with this. You want me. Let the kids and her go.”

Shaking his head, former police officer Andrew O'Sullivan pushed the muzzle of his gun harder against your temple. "They are all the leverage I need to get you to do what I want."

"O'Sullivan! This is Agent Scott and Agent Bell with the FBI. Surrender your weapons and let the hostages go. We will make sure that your demands are met, but you need to let the kids and Miss Reagan go."

You could feel the tears running down your cheeks, but you knew you had to be strong for the children. Their parents put you in charge and you, as their teacher, needed to make sure they'd get out safe. “Please Mister O’Sullivan, you got me, let the children go home. They don’t have anything to do with this.”

Your heart was hammering in your throat watching your brother desperately trying to get Andrew to drop the weapon, the ground feeling like it was going to be pulled from underneath you. And here you thought it was going to be a good day today.

Five hours earlier, 9:15 Bluestone Lane Tribeca Café

"So, heard anything from tall, dark and handsome? You looked cute together."  

“Erin!”

“Mom! You’re embarrassing her.”

The lawyer grinned into her coffee mug as the three of you sat together for breakfast. "What!? I saw pictures from way back when. It's been more than four years now, just thought maybe you'd have a run in with him again."

"Nope, haven't seen him since before he started training at Quantico and you would know that. I'm practically living with dad and pop again after those idiots living above me wouldn't have smoked weed and forgot to shut off the water."

Nicky only rolled her eyes at her mother trying to play matchmaker – as always. “You should leave Y/N alone. Danny would have a field day if she came home with him.”

“Thank you, Nicky, I knew why you were my favorite niece.” You took a bite from your chocolate croissant. Usually you’d be getting the breakfast sandwich the café was famous for but today they were all out.

“I’m your only niece, so that’s not a hard feat to do.”

“Yet.” You pointed a finger at the younger woman. “And I don’t even know where he is. I’ll not be running after him and use dads resources to find him.”

“All I’m saying is that you should get laid, you can’t just stay a single workaholic forever." 

Sending your sister a disapproving look, you could see the disgust on your nieces face. She was old enough to be part of that conversation and already had one boyfriend, yet you knew she was absolutely embarrassed by her mother's choice of breakfast conversation.

"Mom! God! I'll be heading off to work or you'll start talking about dad and yourself." Nicky, so much like Erin grabbed her purse and to-go cup, leaned over to kiss her mother's cheek before she moved next to you. With her arm draped over your shoulder, she leaned in as if to whisper into your ear but still spoke at normal volume. "Don't let her bully you into looking him up. You do you, Auntie, but she's right, you need to get laid."

Slack jawed at her gall, you turned accusatory eyes on the lawyer. "That's definitely on you, Erin. You taught her to be like that."

"Well, she's definitely got that from me and she'd make a great lawyer like that."

Letting out a sigh, you leaned back in your chair.

Damn, they were right.

Quickly apologizing to God under your breath, you try to anchor yourself to your mug. It had been years since you had seen Omar. You had met him outside a bar in the Financial District, after a date had dumped her right before dessert, telling her she wasn’t worth his time.

“He’s a dick, he wasn’t going to know what to do with you anyway.”

You sat together at the bar and talked about random stuff – friends, hobbies, only things that wouldn’t compromise him as you later found out he was undercover for the DEA.

“You’re quiet, what are you thinking about?”

Blinking, you watched your sister with a small, wistful smile, something she had seen so often when you had gone out to have breakfast with Nicky and her every Saturday morning. “Nothing.” You shrugged your shoulders, but the secret smile that barely turned up the corners of your mouth was still there and the lawyer knew that one, she had seen it often enough.

Erin took a sip from her coffee, narrowing her eyes at you. “Don’t give me that shit, Y/N. It’s Tall, Dark and Handsome isn’t it?”

“Maybe.” You admitted quietly, looking down at your fingers, busy playing with the white napkin under your croissant.

“You should get Eddie to look for him, maybe he’s in town.”

Shaking your head vigorously. “No, I’ll not be looking for him. We would have seen each other, probably...maybe.”

“New York is huge, you think you’d just walk down Broadway and bam! There he is? Y/N, I can assure you, that’s not how it works.” She laughs, knowing all about it with her ex-husband Jack. “You want him, you need to look for him, he’s not just going to turn up if you snap your fingers.”

“Well, maybe I don’t want to look for him, maybe it wasn’t meant to be if I haven’t run into him by now. Or maybe he’s somewhere in D.C., happily married with 1.93 kids, living in the suburbs and chasing the bad guys.”

Chuckling, the lawyer shook her head at you. “You got it all figured out now, huh? Maybe he’s still single, thinking about that maybe with you. He was really nice when he came around for lunch that day.”

“Ugh, don’t remind me, Eddie wouldn’t shut up about him for a week straight.” Just then your phone chimed, letting you know that you needed to get ready to get to your Junior High class for their field trip to the museum. You would meet them together with their parents right in front of the museum. “Shit, I’m late! Sorry Erin, I got to head off.”

“We’re not done talking about him!” She called after you as you raced out of the cafe to the next Metro station.

An hour and a half later you remind your seventh grade students to be nice and listen closely to the lady showing you around the National History Museum. “There’s going to be a test on Monday next week, so you guys should take notes on all of this.”

A groan ripped through the hall and I knew they hated me for this. “But Miss Reagan, you said we could have fun today.” Jimmy calls from the back, a frown on his cute face. 

Giggling, you shook your head. They were still thinking it was just going to stay easier from there on out. “I did, but it doesn’t mean you guys can slack off on your school work. This is going to help you with your Science project.”

Groans, followed by sighs from your students were the end of that conversation. You and the group of thirteen-year-olds followed Mrs. Langdon as she talked about the museum, which exhibitions had already been part of the building and what was waiting for the boys and girls of Lower Manhattan Middle School. They were in the Early Adolescence stage and it was absolutely normal for them to act like that. With Nicky, Jack and Sean you had been exposed to that stage early on and you loved them for it.

You entered the Saurichian Hall of the museum, awed by the skeletons, the hairs on your arms starting to raise from the goosebumps at the imagination of having lived back in time, 66 millennia’s ago. But somehow, it wasn’t the only thing that gave you the shivers. At the entrance of the museum you had seen a guy, dressed like everyone else. But you had been around police your whole life and listened to your bothers to know that something was definitely wrong with him. His head was down but you saw his eyes darting about like he was searching for something – or someone.

Getting to the next section, you slightly turned your head away from your students excitingly listening to the tales of each dinosaur exhibited at the museum.

There he was again, the backpack slung low on his shoulders and it looked like he was sweating. Was he sick and needed help? If so, wouldn’t he have asked the people at the front desk or even stayed at home.

Danny had always told you to be vigilant about suspicious people roaming about and this guy fit the description. Should you text Danny or Jamie? They were probably busy with their cases and if he was just a creep you’d make a fool out of yourself and maybe your dad in extension.

Police Commissioner’s daughter accuses visitor at the National History Museum to be a creep and makes a laughing stock out of the Reagan family.

Now that would be the headline of the week.

Turning back to listen to Mrs. Langdon and your students with a sigh you missed him pulling out a gun from under his jacket, pointing it at your back before slightly lifting it up and pulling the trigger.

11:40, Joint Operations Center

“Alright guys, we've got a hostage situation at the National History Museum. Twenty-two students from LoMa Middle School and their teacher. This is high profile. Detective Reagan with the NYPD called it in about fifteen minutes ago.” ASAC Jubal Valentine’s voice rang out through the JOC. He motioned to Elise, one of the Analysts to put every information on the screens. “This is Y/N Reagan, she’s a teacher at the school and also the daughter of New York City Police Commissioner Frank Reagan.”

Your picture popped up on the screens, a happy smile on your face as you sat together with your father and your brother Jamie at a city function.

“You know, now that I’m done with my trainee-ship as teacher, we could make it official. Dad wants me to tag along at this function or other and I’d like to take you as my plus one.” You smiled at him, your arms slung around his neck as you lounged together on his bed.

Omar ran his fingers from your shoulder to your elbow and up again. He loved the feeling of your soft skin under his hands, slightly roughed from the army. “It would be nice, I’d love to finally show you off to my family as well. Erin has been nagging me like a hen to know who the guy is making me smile all day.” He smiled, nuzzling her neck and listening to her giggles as his nose and beard rubbed up and down against that point where her neck met her shoulder.

"I'd like that. I bet your sister isn't the only one nagging." He chuckled, burrowing closer and pushing his lower half against yours earning a soft groan from you.

Your fingers raked over his head, feeling the short cropped hair tickle the palm of your hands. “Pop and dad are already giving me those penetrative looks, you know the ones where they are acting like cops and trying to read a suspects thoughts.”

Closing his eyes, the former army ranger breathed in your scent. It was the one thing that grounded him on days his mind sent him back to Iraq. “From what you told me I’m more afraid of your brother, not your father and grandpa.”

Omar moved next to Maggie, a soft Shit leaving his lips as his eyes swept over the screens. It had been a few years since he’d last seen you, only a few days short of leaving for his training at Quantico. Seeing your face, tear track staining your cheeks with the suspect pressing his gun to your head.

The brunette watched her partner, the fingers of his left hand anxiously playing with his ring. A sign that he was nervous. A sign Maggie had learned in the beginning when they first were partnered up.

“You know her?”

He sighed, “We, ugh, we dated for a while before, before I went into training. I...broke it off, because I thought she’d be better off without me.”

“Gosh, OA.” Maggie murmured, scratching a fingernail along her eyebrow thoughtfully. She knew her partner had been in relationships before – he was Muslim, not a virginal saint, but she had never seen him this distraught or anxious. 

It was clear as day that you were still important to him and it took everything in him to not run out the door and drive off toward the museum.

"What do we have on the suspect?" Isobel questioned, coming to stand next to her 2nd in charge. 

"Suspect is 40 year old Andrew O'Sullivan, former police officer with the NYPD, 54th Precinct and bomb specialist with the Marines. Detective Daniel Reagan, Y/N’s older brother was part of the investigation against him.” Kelly Moran, an analyst at the JOC spoke up, tapping hastily on his keyboard and sending the pictures of their suspect to the bigger screens. “He took drugs from evidence and tried to sell it on the street. O’Sullivan needed it for his daughter, she has leukemia and he was going to take the money to pay for her treatments.”

The analyst pressed a key to show the picture of a little girl, maybe ten years old, grinning at the camera. “Lena O’Sullivan, she”

“His daughter died two days ago, that’s why he’s doing it. He wanted to save her from it and we took the money that would pay for her treatment. Andrew has been angry with me for a while and called me after Lena died.” A new voice sounded from behind them, strong and authoritative, yet they could all hear the pain laced into his words. “He has my sister and if you guys don’t get a move on, Andrew is going to kill them all.” Detective Daniel Reagan had made his way to the JOC, knowing he couldn’t make a move against O’Sullivan without the people of the FBI. You were his little sister and he’d be damned just sitting around at the precinct when he needed to get you to safety. More so when Erin would have his head for being the reason the former officer had you and your kids as hostages.

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Parents.

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FBI: Most Wanted • 5.08

You don’t suck at it, Nina. You’re a wonderful mother to him. Really? Yeah, he’s so lucky.

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"Takes me home Lights are off, he's taking off his coat" prompt for Remy Scott please.

Interruptions (NSFW) - Remy hates being interrupted.

Million Reasons - Remy realises he can't give you what you deserve.

Got You - You are always there for Remy, no matter what happens between you.

Remy doesn’t speak on the way home from the memorial for Larry Davis, the man who was framed for his brother’s murder. Not on the plane, not when he drives home from the airport, not when he steps inside the apartment. That guilt, that grief, that sadness, it clings to him like a shroud, suffocating him.

He doesn’t turn on the lights, the room is already illuminated by glare of the city. He looks at you as he takes off his coat, his bright blue eyes boring into yours. You know there’s only one way to get Remy out of his own head, to bring him back to the land of the living.

He approaches you when you begin to undo the buttons on your blouse, his warm hands enclosing over yours before he takes over.

“It won’t be about you.” He warns you as his forehead comes to rest upon yours. “I don’t have it in me to be gentle tonight.”

“Then don’t be.” You say, your fingers wrapping around his wrist before you guide his hand up to cover your throat. “Fuck me like I'm your toy.”

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A little thing about Hope

Requested by the lovely @sabrinajenre96​

The reader is an FBI agent like scott (she's Rémi scott 'daughter) they are married and working a case with the other units like the triple crossover I got inspired by that 😂. While working to stop a threat and after what happened to Nina, the reader gets chosen for an Undercover job with her father and scola but refuse because it's too risky and later on everyone discovers that she's pregnant and she can't put herself into a dangerous position after Nina's almost losing her life. Let's give them an happy ending. After the case it's done where everyone is together and remi being a proud granddad and scott being thrilled being a father even if he has his trauma because of his mother abandonment.

A/N So this is going to be like the crossover !! With the next chapter about Italy then one about New york !! I know this one may seem a little boring but i’m just trying to get an introduction going !! 

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Y/N’s Pov 

When you woke up this morning it was unusually quiet in the house. You didn’t hear Scott moving around like he usually does. He always would wake up before you. He would make coffee and take Tank out. 

Before you were even pregnant you always were a heavy sleeper. Always waiting until the last possible second to get up. But now that you were carrying a whole human it was so much worse than it was before. 

This morning the sun was hitting you in the face and Tank was stretched out enjoying the heat from the sun. You really didn’t want to get up now. But suddenly your phone went off and you groaned loudly .

You reached over and grabbed it and it was your dad Remy calling you.  When you saw it was him you quickly answered it 

“Hey dad what’s up” You asked 

“Can I just call to check in on my 2 favoriate people in the world.” Remy said 

“You can but Tank is sleeping and Scott is at work so sorry you missed them” You said smiling in the phone. 

You heard him laughing to 

“Awe well damn i guess i’ll have to call back then” He said 

“Mmm i guess because other than your stuck with me” You said laughing. 

“I guess that will do for know how’s the baby doing” Remy asked 

“It’s all good we just went for our 24 week check up and their fine” You said 

“I know he’s doing good he takes after me” Remy said 

“Good try dad but you know were not finding out the gender we want it to be a surprise” You said.

“I know I know thought i would for sure trick you up that time” Remy said 

“I’m to smart for that” You said laughing 

“Well you did get that from me. And listen I love you all okay but I just got to work we got a big case i’ll call you later” Remy said 

“Okay I love you to” You said. 

You hung up the phone and smiled. You really did miss your dad a lot. He was a single dad so the two of you were really close. 

Looking at the time you realized you legit had to go. You rolled out of bed heaving yourself up. Tank immediately got up and followed you. 

You walked down the hallway and into the kitchen and was surprised to see no sign of Scott. 

You thought it was strange but figured it was something to do with work. Being the boss he had a different set of possibilities he had to focus on. 

So you walked to the bathroom and got into the shower. The warm water was rolling down your body and it felt soo good. 

You took a few minutes extra and just laid down and enjoyed it. You then washed your hair and body and got out. 

After you began your usual routine of getting ready for the day. Being pregnant made it a little more harder but you powered through it.

Then you went into the kitchen and made yourself breakfast for the day. You were always so hungry in the morning. 

Tank ate his breakfast too sitting right next to you. After you were done you grabbed your stuff and then headed out. 

You and Tank walked out to your car and then made the journey into work. You liked to blast your music the whole way.

Tank stuck his head out the window and he enjoyed every minute of it. 

After about 15 minutes you made it to work. You got your stuff and you and Tank headed inside. 

You walked in and looked around for Scott but still didn’t see him. So you made your way up to the Pen and saw him walking out his office. He had a worried look on his face.

He looked up and saw you and walked straight over to you. He wrapped his arms around your belly and pulled you in tight. 

“Hey good morning sorry we got a big one and I didn’t wanna wake you” Scott said 

“It’s okay I figured that much what’s going on” You asked 

“ A Diplomat’s daughter and family was killed on her wedding day he was the only surviror” He said 

“Damn that’s horrible is he American or what’s going on” You asked. 

“He is not but we think he is planning revenge and it’s connecting back to New York” he said 

“That is a lot so what we have to look into something that may happen” You asked 

You both heard footsteps coming up which meant Vo and Raines were also arriving. Scott un wrapped his arms around you and you walked over to your desk and sat down. 

He stood in front of your desk with his arms folded in .

“Hey guys good morning” Raines said 

“Good morning” Everyone Vo said 

“Good morning” You and Scott both said. 

They sat there stuff down and after a few minutes Scott started presenting to everyone. 

“Hey guys listen up we got a big one a diplomat’s daughter and family was killed on her wedding day due to a bomb. I’ve been coordinating with New york because we think the diplomat is planning revenge in NYC” Scott said. 

“So is anyone  coming down to help” Vo asked 

“Yeah and how do we even know there planning something” Raines chimined in 

“That would be because we have intel from a CI that there is going to be a huge bomb attack we been tracking them down for the past 2 weeks” A familiar voice chimed out

Everyone turned their heads and Jubal Valentine and a blonde hair girl who was also pregnant walked inside. 

We all got up and walked over to them to greet them. But we were also shocked as hell that they were here all the way in Budapest. 

“Jubal Valentine my man what are you doing here” Scott asked smiling hugging Jubal. 

Jubal dropped his bag and hugged him back 

“Were here to help we been working this case to well Nina here caught it to. So it makes more sense to come down here in person over the phone” Jubal said. 

“Well we surely appreciate and can use the help” Scott said. 

“Yeah of course and everyone this is Nina she works with us and she is truly an amazing agent and a badass” Jubal said 

“Well welcome and it’s really nice to meet you” You said walking over and giving her a hug

“Oh and congrats” You said winking at her. 

“Thank you so much and congrats to you” She said 

“Thank you” You said 

You walked over and hugged Jubal 

“Hey it’s been a minute how are you” You asked 

“Good nice seeing you” Jubal said. 

“You to” You said 

After all the introductions you gave Jubal and Nina some space to work. 

They sat there stuff down and then Jubal got up and started presenting to everyone. 

“So 2 weeks ago Nina came to us with a case apparently a CI said the russians were planning a huge bomb. And attacks in New York” Jubal said 

“How do we trust this information” You asked. 

“Because the CI was directly linked to a higher up and we have Scola under to trying to gather more information. What he was able to learn was there are some people in Italy working with them” Nina said.

“We tracked them to Italy right where according to some intel we got is where the Diplomat was last scene” NIna said 

“So it looks like were going to Italy” Raines said

“Yes we are when we go Nina and Y/N I want to stay in the office for obvious reasons me and Jubal and Raines and Vo wil be boots on the ground” Scott said 

“What plan are we working with i mean we got the intel but what will we even be doing” You asked.

“Right so the intel we got was that the diplomat was involved with James Delcua, a businessman  in Italy with strong political ties. Last week James wired 100 thousand Us dollars to a unknown account” Nina said 

“Okay” You said still confused as to where this was going 

“Look I’m not being mean but there is just a lot of talk about intel and not an actual case” You said.

Raines looked at you and nodded. 

“Yeah I agree I mean what the hell are we even going to Italy for” Raines asked. 

“Were going and talk to this James guy then we know about some underground rings run by the russians. We figure we break those up someone will be willing to go turn” Jubal said 

“Hell of a gamble” Vo said 

“Yeah but right now this is the best lead we got we got to italy and try to” Jubal said 

“I was thinking Jubal goes in as a handler see what he can get and Vo and Raines will work the Diplomat see if there is anything going on” Scott said 

“Y/N and NIna will work in office doing surveillance, leaving no stone unturned any dirt on why this diplomat sent so much money to. Looking into these rings to who’s involved and who’s most likely to flip” Scott said. 

“Okay we got a plan let’s go” Jubal said 

“What about Smitty” Vo asked 

“She’s already gonna meet us there she had some other stuff to attended to but she’s on the nex flight out like us” Scott said. 

“So where does the dog go” Nina asked 

“He’ll go with us we fly private one of the many perks of the fly team” You said. 

“Awesome good to know” Nina said. 

You all grabbed your go bags that you already had. Everyone headed out and there was something in your gut that was telling you this was a mistake. 

I mean there wasn’t much to go on you know. Like going down and breaking some rings up and hoping they are gonna flip. People like this don’t usually turn on their higher ups. 

What if there was just something more going on that you weren’t aware of. 

Scott looked at you and he could see the worry in your face.

“Yeah I’m fine” You said smiling. 

You all made your way to the cars and to the airport. Everyone was just talking amongst each other. Scott was sitting next to you and he usually wasn’t one for PDA so he wasn’t holding your hand or anything. 

Tank on the other hand was laying all over you with his head sticking out the window. 

After about a half hour drive you made it to the airport. Everyone filed into the Jet and Nina and Jubal looked in awe of everything.

“I think i’m in the wrong team” NIna said 

“Yeah me to we lower class people had to fly coach” Jubal said laughing. 

“Yeah well they only hire the elite team to work here” Raines said

“Elite to who” Jubal said 

Everyone was laughing and making small talk with each other. You grabbed a window seat and Nina sat Across from you. 

“So how do you do it” Nina asked 

“What do you mean” You asked scrunching your eyebrows. 

“Working with the babies dad and traveling a lot” Nina asked 

“Oh” Was you started. 

“I’m sorry if that’s to personal” Nina asked flustering 

“No its okay it’s not how did you know about me and Scott” You asked 

“I see the way he looks at you and the rings” Nina said 

“I never noticed but yeah it’s hard he get’s overprotective a lot and even before the baby it got worse after but I’m thankful for him. I know someone always has my back and working with my husband  has it challenges but I wouldn’t trade it” You said 

“You work with the baby’s dad” You asked. 

“Yeah Scola the one undercover right now and I’m really worried,” Nina said 

“All you can do is pray and think positive things there is no point in worrying if you haven’t heard anything” You said 

“I guess your right it’s just complicated between us” Nina said 

“Listen i get that Scott is technically is my boss and in the beginning it was hard but we worked it out and now were really happy. I know it can happen for the two of you.” You said 

“Yeah I hope so” Nina said.

“I know it will” You said. 

The rest of the flight you two talked all baby stuff. She was having a boy and she was surprised to know you were waiting to know. 

The flight flew by and finally you all touched down in Italy. The butterflies were heavy but you just had to keep breathing. 

When everyone got out of the plane we all piled back into the car. Me and Nina and Jubal in one and Raines, Vo and Scott with tank in the other one. 

NIna kept looking at her phone. And i felt bad for her. i could see Scott I can’t imagine being so far away from him and being undercover. 

“Hey it’s going to be okay” You whispered to her 

“Yeah I know” Nina said. 

“So i forgot to ask Scott you don’t happen to know Remy Scott do you” Nina asked 

“Actually i do he’s my dad. He inspired me join the breau do you know him” You asked 

“I meant him a couple times when i was working under he said he had a daughter working in Budapest” Nina said smiling. 

“I can reach out to him I know he can find out what’s going on with Scola” You asked 

“No I’m good I don’t want to cause a big scene” Nina said 

The rest of the car ride was silent after that. The conversation just kind of fell everyone looking at the beautiful scenes. 

You finally made it to the American Diplomat office. Scott’s car was right behind. 

“Everyone ready” Jubal asked. 

“Yeah lets do it” You said. 

You all headed in and all eyes were on you guys. Which was nothing new. You found Smitty who was waiting for you all. 

“Were set up in here and welcome everyone let’s get started” Smiity said

“Let’s go” Scott said 

You all headed into the office and put your stuff down. You were setting up. and all you kept thinking was 

You were in good hands and it’s all going to be okay 

It’s all going to be okay was all you kept saying. I mean what is the worse that could happen ??