With his coffee in one hand and, report in the other,Special Agent Logan Marshall made his way through the bullpen. He was tired, the case that him and his team had just closed involves nearly five constant days and nights without anysleep what so ever. He sighed as he sunk into his desk chair. He lent back as he sank lower into the fabric, he closed his eyes, put his feet up on his desk and drifted off to sleep.
Across the bullpen, Logan's co-worker,partner and girlfriend was having trouble. Special Agent Maya Etney was finding it hard to walk. She was being weighed down by the massive pile of case files she was carrying. She spied her boss sleeping in his chair.Trying her hardest not to wake him, she staggered over to her own desk, put the files on the floor in a pile, slumped into her own chair and turned to watch her boss and boyfriend sleeping. he looked peaceful when he slept. She loved watching his chest rising up and down at intervals, loved hearing his soft breathing and the occasional mutter or soft laugh escape from his lips as he dreams. She knew it was weird but she found something oddly comforting with seeing him at peace with everything as opposed to his usual tough guy act. Etney was just about to get some shut eye when she heard the all to familer and annoying 'ding' of the elevator. Slowley she twisted in her seat until she could see two men dressed from head to toe in black. ' What the hell? ' she thought to her self. She saw the men being stopped by Madam Director Julie Todd herself. Maya jumped out of her seat as Todd made her way over to her, the two mysterious men not far behind.
"Special Agent Etney." Todd was now right near Maya's desk.
"Madame Director." Etney said in her professional voice. Maya was trying to turn the Directors attention away from the sleeping agent in the corner.
"I want you to round up yourself, Agent Marshall, Agent Latley, Agent Dempson, Dr Grant and Miss Potter. I want you all in my office in 20 minutes. The FBI are here. Are we clear? " Todd had a look in her eyes that Maya knew not to mess with.
"Yes Ma'am. Right away Director."
Maya waited until the Director and the two FBI agents had rounded the corner before jumping into action. She had every intention of waking Logan up first but, as she crept up to his desk, something held her back from awakening him from his well deserved, well needed, sleep. 'I'll go get the others then circle back. He'll apprecate it later.' She thought. It didn't take 30 seconds before she made it to the ladies restroom where, Special Agent Maggie Latley had gone to in order to get changed, after spending the last hour in a dumpster looking for evidence.
"Maggs," Maya said approaching the curly haired agent, who was applying the last touches of make up in the bathroom mirror.
"Director Todd wants us to be in her office in 20 minutes okay?" Her fellow agent smiled and nodded her head.
"Good don't be late. Todd seems to be in a particularly bad mood today. Oh and our very best friends, the FBI are here." She said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Maggie rolled her eyes and sighed. They both looked at each other and laughed.
The CIA and FBI had never got along in the whole history of them being around, despite them being 'sister Agencies'. In whole honesty the CIA didn't really get along with any other agencies, not FBI, NCIS or interpol, apart from maybe Homeland Security and that was only on a few good days.
Maya said her goodbyes and returned to her mission. She ran to catch the elevator doors before they closed and rode down to the laboratory levels. She knew there she would find Miss Katherine Potter, forensic analysis, and her love sick boyfriend, and last member of the team, Special Agent Alfie Dempson.
Sure enough she found the lab empty and walked through it to get to Katherine's office, where she found Kath and Alfie having a tongue Wrestling Match.
