After the eventful night that was Carter showing up out of the blue, the Floyd Family had an equally as eventful morning.
Once everyone in the house was awake and eating breakfast, the real question came out.
"What are you doing here Carter? How did you even find us? We didn't give anyone the address!" Malina asks her best friend.
Carter shrugs his shoulders. "We just wrapped up a case not far from here. And you did tell me you would be in this part of California. I just tracked your phone for your location."
Mal and Bob both opened their mouths to complain about the invasion of privacy and misuse of government resources before Carter continued. "And before you say anything, you shared your location with me the last time we met up and never unshared it. I literally just used 'find my friend', no government resources were used."
You see, Carter wasn't just Malina's best friend. He was also an FBI Special Agent. He floated where he was needed and had, apparently, finished a case nearby.
The problem is, Carter had been reprimanded on multiple occasions for using his access to FBI resources for his own use, mostly to find friends or family. But Malina is always quick to remind him of these incidents so he doesn't do it again.
As Mal and Carter continue to bicker about him randomly showing up with absolutely zero warning, Bob gets a message from Maverick.
'No training today. Meet me at the Hard Deck beach at 10 am. Don't be late.'
Interrupting the still arguing pair, Bob shows his wife the message. They both shrug before looking at Carter.
The man in question had just stuffed half a pancake into his mouth. "What?" was the muffled question.
Bob rolls his eyes before walking over to the dogs and clipping on their leashes. Malina waits until Carter has finally swallowed the poor pancake.
"How do you feel about a beach day?"
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The three adults and two dogs pulled up to the beach about ten minutes before the scheduled meeting time.
Bob went ahead to meet the rest of his team as Carter assisted Mal with the dogs. Though, Mal did go inside the bar to check with Penny that her dogs were OK to be in the bar if they got too overheated.
Maverick had appeared in that time to explain what they were doing on the beach instead of in their jets. It was a team building exercise Maverick liked to call 'Dogfight Football'.
Before the game got started, Maverick spotted Malina and waved her over. The dogs were off their leashes and bound over to the group, excited for so many new people. Phoenix was the first on the ground, happily receiving the kisses from the dogs and giving plenty of pats.
"Hi everyone. This is my best friend Carter," Mal introduces the new face before anyone can ask.
Carter waves. "Call me Cal. Most people do."
Phoenix makes eye contact with Malina before mouthing "this one?" referring to their initial conversation a few days ago. Mal nods her head, leading Phoenix to shrug. She'd have to see as the day went on.
"Anyone else have more surprise people showing up?" Fanboy asked the group. Between Malina, Hangman's girls, and now this Carter 'Cal' guy, he didn't know how many more people he could take.
Bob laughed lightly. "We should be good. Cal surprised us too, so you're not alone."
The man shrugged. "Sorry, I just wanted to visit my best friend and her hubby since I finally had time. Sue me." His hands were up in surrender.
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Reverie 》Bob Floyd
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