Alison Reagan

First Day.

Today is my first day at the FBI and I didn't know what to wear so I wore this.
It was about 7 am and I walked downstairs.
I made a cup of coffee and kissed dad and pops cheeks.
"What are you all dressed up for?" Pops asked.
"I can't say I want it to be a surprise." I said and finished my coffee. Once I was done I kissed dad and pops cheeks again then left for the FBI.
Once I got there I was given a visitor pass and I went straight to the directors office.
"Special Agent Reagan." He said.
"And here I was expecting Lt. Reagan." I said smiling.
"Not anymore." He said handing me my gun and badge.
I smiled.
"Now about your wardrobe." He started.
"I am not wearing a pant suit. Especially if you want me to run." I said.
"Fine. What you're wearing is fine just try to wear more appropriate footwear." He said.
"Done." I said.
"Here is your first case." He said. "It is my understanding you know the squints." I nodded. "Well they are going to help you find evidence on your cases. They are at your disposal." He said and I nodded. "As is your department."
"Thank you for this opportunity, sir." I said.
"Don't let me down." He said.
"Wouldn't dream of it." I said walking out of the office with the file.
I drove to the Jeffersonian. I walked in and flashed my new badge.
"Hey, Jake. Let's go. We have a case." I said.
"What?" He asked.
"Well I am a new FBI agent and I want you to be my partner that if you want to." I said.
"Yeah." He said.
"Ok. Let's go." I said.
We drive to the bowling alley.
"Angela says she going to have the baby today." Jake says while putting on gloves.
"She's been saying everyday since I last saw her." I said.
"Well mathematically speaking the chances of her being right increase everyday." He said.
"Wow. Can you say bluhhh." I said looking at the body in the pin setter. "No one noticed him before he dropped?" I asked the security guard.
"The alley has been closed for 10 days to resurface the floors. It just reopened today." He answered.
"Judging by this piece of the pelvis and the mandible, I would say he is a Caucasian male mid 30s." Jake said. I think I'm gonna start calling Jake bones.
I stood up and looked behind the pin setter.
"How did he get in the pin setter?" I asked.
Bones and I went to the pin setter with the security guard.
"Woah looks like he got caught up in the machine bones." I said.
"Bones?" He asked.
"I've decided that's what I'm going to call you." I said.
"Ok." He said looking at me weird.
"The owner said that people have been known to sneak back here for you know uh..." The security guard said.
"I do not know." Bones said.
"Have...you know..." He said.
"Snacks? There are a lot of fast food wrappers that would account for the maggots and the rapid decomp." Bones said.
"Wrong kind of snack." The guard said.
"Bones, I think he means sexual." I tried to help.
"Oh." He said.
"So what do you think? He fell in their after making a little whoopie?" I ask bones.
"Only if he died during whoopie then fell into the machine. He was dead when he was ripped apart. At least a week..." Bones said.
He said some other science bone stuff that I didn't catch.
"You follow that?" The guard asks me.
"Dead first then ground up." I answered.
"These are defensive wounds Reagan. The victim was fending off an attack." He said.
"Well he definitely failed at defend." I said.
"Maybe. It appears this man was murdered." Bones told me.
I back to the FBI building and talked with Sweets.
"Meet Mr. Jeff Fowler. He was an accomplished bowler, wealthy, used custom balls, also a..." Sweets said but I stopped listening because I was reading the file.
"Wait. Woah. Wait a second. This shirt says thunder balls." I said looking at the picture. "Thunder Balls. That's the name of Bones dads bowling team. Thunder Balls. God I hope this is not a case where Max killed someone. I have read his file." I said.
"I thought he promised not to do that anymore." Sweets said.
"Well if he isn't the murderer then he may be able to help us catch the bad guy." I said. "Thanks." She
"Thank the victims shirt." Sweets said as I walked away.
"Jeff Fowler was murdered?" Max asked.
"Yeah." I said. "Skull was set up kind of like a center pin."
"Dad what happened to you?" Bones asked when he came in. "And I see you have met my partner Special Agent Reagan with the FBI."
"Oh nothing Jake nothing. And yes I have met her. Ok. So he's going back there to get himself a little nookie." Max starts.
"Right." I agree. "So it's true what they say?"
"Dad you don't end up in a wheel chair for nothing." Bones said.
My phone rang.
"Excuse me." I said and walked outside.
"Reagan." I answered.
"Hey sis, I was just wondering if you wanted to join your favorite sibling to lunch." He said.
"Actually I can't." I said looking through the window at Jake and Max.
"What do you mean?" He asks.
"I have a lunch meeting." I say.
"With who?" He asks.
"That is for me to know and you to.." I let him finish.
"Let me guess. Dot, dot, dot." He said.
"Bingo." I said.
"Screw you." He said and I hung up.
I walked back in the diner and sat back down and listened to Max as he told us how we could go undercover.
Later that night we were at the bowling alley undercover trying to find the murderer.