(001 ˀˀ ❛ THE HAND THAT FEEDS

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❛❛  PEOPLE WHO
BITE THE HAND
THAT FEEDS
THEM USUALLY LICK
THE BOOT THAT
KICKS THEM ❜❜

❛❛  PEOPLE WHO BITE THE HAND THAT FEEDSTHEM USUALLY LICK THE BOOT THAT KICKS THEM ❜❜

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"AGENT Romao, I want you to fully consider the position you are being offered, the BAU could use someone with your skill set

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"AGENT Romao, I want you to fully consider the position you are being offered, the BAU could use someone with your skill set. None of them are particularly versed in the child department of the FBI, you would be a good candidate for the position", Strauss was a mean woman. Never once had Anastasia seen a smile break across her face or her eyes light up with joy, that's what this job did to you. Anastasia new better then anyone her job was important, she had gone to school for law her goal to find her place as a AMC, instead she was in the FBI working alongside agents for cases consisting of children.

Nodding her head she let a soft smile grass her lips not quite reaching her eyes, "Thank you for this opportunity Ma'am, please allow me to think about it?". Strauss nodded dismissing Anastasia with a nod towards the closed office door. She would love to take the position, ever since the FBI offered her a position as a Child Neglect Services Agent (CPS , as it's also known) she had wanted to move up to the BAU. The only thing stopping her where the two boys she had waiting for her at home, Anastasia had adopted Theodore and Preston Romao after a case left them orphaned and at risk of going into the foster system, she had made the decision of taking them home and ultimately keeping them.

Quantico wasn't far from the FBI headquarters in Washington but the Romao family would still have to move closer, the boys had just gotten used to the school over there and she didn't want to move them if it would stress them out, they had become her world in such a short amount of time and Anastasia loved them like her own. Most people were surprised to find out the 30 year old woman had two boys just over the age of 12 until they find out what her job is and connect the dots.

Sitting at the desk designated hers with a small black name plant, her name 'A. Romao' scrolled across it in messy handwriting, it had been customized by Preston when she had taken the boys to work with her on the way to there middle school. Pulling out the old flip phone she had kept for 3 years she dialed the home phone, "hey baby is Theo with you?" Preston answered the phone with a quiet voice, he was always the shyer  of the two boys, "He just got home from piano, Miss. Tullo next door dropped him off. She said not to worry about paying her she looooovesss us". Anastasia snickered at her Son for a moment, "of course she does, you two are angels for her. Could you put me in speakerphone? I've got to talk to you boys about something".

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