It's her twenty first birthday and she has been single for quite sometime. Her two best friends are in the running for each other. They want to win her heart, but we all know, only one guy can win.
Amethyst's POV "Yeah," I nodded. "But I have to change cause this dress won't make it." I got off the ladder and went to the dressing room. I changed into my athletic gear. I got back on the ladder. "JJ, Morgan, make sure to get them out of here." I tied up my hair and turned on my earpiece. "Just, make sure I'm far enough. I'll keep you updated." "Trust us, baby girl," Morgan nodded. "If you get hurt, I'll get that son of a bitch." "Well, it won't lead to that," I sighed. I hoisted myself up into the vents. I looked down at everyone. "You know where to meet." "Tony's?" Patrick asked. "Yes," I nodded. "Alright guys." I looked at them and smiled. "See you on the other side." I made my way through the vents and on the roof. "Guys, I'm on the roof." "That's my girl," Morgan stated. "Here goes nothing," I sighed. I looked off the roof and counted five guards. "Okay." I took a deep breath. I made my way down to them. I looked at them as they looked at me. "Hello boys." They just looked at me. "You don't remember me?" They looked at each other and then back at me. "Let me refresh your memory." I smirked. "I was the princess that kicked your ass." They stopped what they were doing and came after me. "I started running. "JJ, Morgan, you guys get everyone to safety now." They started shooting. "I'm going to bed some back up. They're shooting!" A car stopped in front of me and the door opened. "Hop in," the guy smiled. I did and he started driving as soon as I closed the door. I looked at him. "Stare long enough, I'll call it sexual harassment."
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"But you're a public defender," I looked at him. Then again, how can you stop looking at him. "How'd you know I need help?" "I'm CIA Agent Tom Endler," he smirked. "Nice to meet you FBI Agent Amethyst Manivong." "I didn't realize any of our cases overlapped," I replied. We got to my old place and walked inside. "Guys, I met Agent Endler, who apparently saved my butt." "Hey Tommy!" Morgan and him shook hands and did a bro hug. "Am I missing something?" I asked. "Derek and I trained on the course together," Tom smiled. "You can learn a lot from him." "I out did him," I raised a brow. Tom kept his smile. "And can you stop smiling? It's kinda getting creepy." "Amethyst," Patrick ran in and hugged me. He picked me up and spun me around. "Are you okay?" "I'm fine," I nodded as he put me down. "I'm perfectly fine. Everything's okay." "Who's the new guy?" Patrick asked. "Patrick, meet Tom Endler, Tom, meet my boyfriend, Patrick," I smiled. "You're a lucky guy," Tom smiled. "She is something else." "Tell me about it," Patrick sighed. "I worry about her every single night. Scares the living daylight out of me but I'm glad she's safe from harm." I looked at him. "Let's face it. You're always going to be safe because of your team." "We're not always safe because of the team," Morgan nodded. I tried to signal Morgan to stop but he didn't notice me. He thought I was doing something else. "Amethyst got kidnapped right outside the BAU once?" Patrick's eyes went wide. "Yeah, you should've seen how the team reacted when we found out. They were trying to hold her for ransom. We got her back with only a bruised shoulder. She's lucky to have made it out alive." "You weren't badly hurt, were you?" Patrick asked. "Morgan, when I'm over here doing all these weird gestures, it's for you to stop talking," I looked at him. "We just need a safe word from here on out." "Don't you want Patrick to know how great you are out on the field?" Morgan asked. "No, because if I'm severely hurt, he'll want me to resign," I replied. "I'm not putting in my resignation for the BAU. I'll rather retire, if that's the case." "She's made to be in the field," Tom nodded. "You guys got yourselves an amazing agent. I wouldn't want to lose her." "If this is a plan for you to get me to join the CIA, you can forget it," I smiled as I crossed my arms. "I wouldn't abandon the BAU for any other team." "How about the international unit?" JJ asked. "Not even if they asked me to," I nodded. "Come on, the BAU means the world to me. You guys mean the world to me. I wouldn't trade my team for anyone else. You guys are a second family." Uncle Tony walked in through the house. "Hi Uncle Tony." "Hey, it's been a long night," Uncle Tony sighed as he walked into the kitchen. "Wait!" He walked backwards, back into the room we were in. "Who are all these people in our house?" "Federal agents, put you and Patrick," I replied. "Don't worry. We're leaving tonight." "Well, I'm too tired to ask any questions now," Uncle Tony sighed and nodded. "If you need me, you can always call me. Good night." "Good night, Uncle Tony," I smiled as he walked into his room. "Alright, well, we should get going, considering we have a plane to catch and that flight to Quantico and that flight is about three and a half hours long." "How am I going to get my car there?" Patrick asked. "The same way I got mine there," I smiled. "We're putting it in the cargo hold." "My baby," Patrick gasped. "It's the only way she's getting to Quantico," I shrugged. "Do I have to?" Patrick asked. "I took a risk by getting the gunmen from the school," I looked at Patrick. "Now, can you trust me and risk having your car in cargo?" He looked at me. "If not, you can stay here all my your lonesome."
