What's she Worth to You?

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"You ready, Erin?" I ask before putting the car into drive.

"Wait, let me get my seat belt on," she laughs and quickly gets it on, nodding with a deep breath.
"Okay, go." I turn the siren on first and pull out of the parking lot quickly. I look over to her and smirk.

"Bet you 10 dollars I can get us there in 5." She chuckles and shakes her head.

"You're on."  I rev the engine.

She really shouldn't underestimate me...

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We pull into the parking lot of the Building and I look over to her.

"How was that?" She checks her watch and sighs, handing me a ten dollar bill.

"4:24. I had a feeling I shouldn't have taken that bet," she says with a small smile. I look over to her, and take her hand.

"Lets go get our girl back." She nods a single time and starts to get out.
"Oh, hold on," I say and pull out a pad of paper that I took from the hospital and a pen. She gives me a look.

"Naya, what did you do?" I stay silent and begin to write on the pad.
"You took his prescription sheet? What are you getting at?"

"Nothing," I finish and rip the piece off, handing it to Erin and she reads it aloud.

"We have uncovered new evidence in the Foster case and we need Miss Brooklyn Foster back in the custody of the Chicago Police Department for further investigation, Doctor Will Halstead." She looks up.
"This looks exactly like his handwriting, Naya, how did you pull this off?" She says in shock and I smile.

"You continue to forget where I came from," she laughs.
"I caught a glimpse of his handwriting at med and saw the opportunity to use it to my advantage. So, just in case William gives us any trouble we have a plan B."

"Where would I be without you?" She asks and I laugh.

"Come on." We walk through the glass doors and take the elevator up to the fifth floor, that's where William and the rest of the FBI agents work.

"Okay so what's the-" Erin starts to say, but I walk right through the door into the main room. I see him, William Johnson in his office and step in, crossing my arms.

"Who let you in?"

"Listen, I'm going to just cut to the chase. We need Brooke back, and we need her back now." He sneers and shakes his head, returning his eyes back to his computer screen.

"We had a deal Miss Cage, you had 48 hours to find a lead and-"

"We have our lead." I interrupt and he looks back up.

"Oh, please share." I grin, a laugh falling over my lips.

"Gladly. We found another victim of the same criminal and we need them together for further testing." I put the paper down on his desk and he picks it up aggressively, reading over the words on the sheet. He sighs heavily and stands up.