"Case closed... looks like its an early one guys, head home. Get a beer or something" Detective Andy Calliver chuckles. 10pm, it was early, especially with the stack of papers that need to be looked over. I should start on those but there is always tomorrow. I start to walk out of his office, files in hand and a tired look on my face, but my name being called stopped me in my tracks.
"Lester!" I spin around and head back into his over crowded, butched up office, "Yes, sir?" I asked in a curious tone.
"I got a call from the BAU in the FBI at Quantico, they requested your transition into their unit, temporary- permanent," as shocked as I was, I held my composure, but my insides were as excited as a child on Christmas.
"All due respect, Sir, but you haven't signed a release form yet. Its mandatory" I was concerned that my position here wasn't enough. I had been worrying for a while now, but that never stopped me from kicking criminal ass and making sure that I could protect the people in need.
"I'm aware of this, Alison. But with your impressive efforts here in LA, we can't afford to hold you back when the people of the FBI need you more." I've never seen Andy so serious, nor have I seen him so concerned that I was leaving his district.
With PhD's in Psychology and a major in sociology and criminology, I was surprised I ended up at the LA office. But I am not one to refuse an opportunity when it hits me right in the face, and that's exactly what it felt like at this moment. 10:05pm on a Tuesday night and I have just been told to pack my things and get on the next flight to Virginia, crazy right?
"Well...uh... when do I leave?" I start frantically looking around the office as panic sets in, what if I'm not good at this job? I don't have a pristine history, but I'm not the worst person in the world, oh god what have I gotten myself into?
"They are expecting you tomorrow morning, bright and early" Andy reaches into one of the desk draws and pulls out a yellow envelope. He stands up and walks around his desk so that he is no more than five feet away from me. Handing me the envelope, you could see his sweat marks under his armpits. "Thank you for everything here Alison, I cant thank you enough" he pulls me into a light, comforting hug. I pull away first, anxious but filled with excitement to start at the BAU.
I walk slowly towards the door of his office, looking back and giving him a reassuring smile that everything was going to be okay. Me, merely a 25 year old, and I am offered a job of a lifetime. Somebody pinch me. Grabbing my duffle bag of case files, car keys, purse, cell phone and everything else I don't really need, but because I am a grade A hoarder, it never gets organized.
Flicking off my desk light and slowly walking to the oversized police doors, I give one last sigh of goodbye to my old life... I kind of expected it to be a little less dramatic on my part.
I have given 2 years to his department, sure my roles were along the sidelines, but I helped out where I could and I was transferred a lot to other districts for my expertise in some fields, but I never moved permanently.
I see my favourite security guard on duty, waiting at the door with my plain black umbrella.
"See you tomorrow, Agent Lester""Oh Andrè, I wish that were the case, plus, its not Agent yet" I say in a false saddening tone
"You're leaving me?" He says playfully, wiping away a fake tear from his cheek. He was a quite an attractive man, over 6 foot, black hair and a very symmetrical face, immediately attracting anyone who were to see him.
"Unfortunately, but you cant forget about me! I'm up to the big leagues now, it's my time to shine!" I exclaim in very real excitement.
"Ill see you soon then, have fun, and kick that criminal butt, which I know you will" He gives me a brief hug before he walks me to my car which is parked just out the front of the station. A very very run down brown Sedan, hopefully the job supplies better cars?
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Case by Case
FanfictionThe trouble with transferring police and authority units, is that you then become a freshman again. Your ability to think for yourself gets taken away from you. The inability to stay confident in your field is a daily struggle especially faced with...