Love's Deception

Chapter 1 - The Assignment

There is a lot that goes into being an FBI agent. You have to be willing to take risks, you have to be brave and you have to be able to make split second decisions. The FBI Academy definitely trains you well. They train you for almost every situation that you could possibly find yourself in. But, when you're on the field holding a gun in your hand, there's a mental component that the FBI Academy can't train you for.

I never expected myself to be in this position. I never expected having to choose between my career, and the man I love. Similar to being on the field with a gun, this is something that the FBI Academy could not train me for.

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8 months earlier:
My name is Ivy Warren, I'm 23 years old and I am an FBI special agent. I was born and raised in D.C. by my mom who is a journalist and my dad who was a police officer. I always felt like I was destined to go into law enforcement. My dad always taught me about the cool and amazing things that he did on patrol, and sometimes he would let me ride in his police car with him. My dad and I loved to use any chance we could to show off that he was a police officer. When I was 16, I got my first date to homecoming and my dad drove us to the dance in his police car. I loved every second of it. My date, however, was very intimidated.

My dad was killed on duty five years ago, when I was 18. He was called onto a job last minute and he was the only one at the scene at the time. Let's just say he was at the wrong place at the wrong time. I don't know much about it, my mom refuses to talk about it. All she told me was that he had gone after some asshole, and he shot my dad — he was dead on scene.

From the age of 5, I knew I wanted to be a police officer. But when my dad died, I knew that I needed to be a police officer. I wanted to bring justice to those who brought hurt onto others. I got my bachelor's degree in criminal justice, and when I was 21, I joined the police academy. My mom was not happy with me. She was worried that I would suffer the same fate that my dad did. But, eventually she accepted my job choice, which was everything I could have asked for. I was sworn in to the police force later that year, with my mom supporting me.

I turned 23 earlier this year, and immediately applied to the FBI. I was interviewed, given background checks, drug tests, and trained in the FBI academy before I was finally sworn in. The day I became an official FBI agent, was the best day of my life. I will admit, the training was tough. The hardest part about it was knowing that I'd make enemies, and those enemies will all want my blood. Knowing that I may end up like my father one day, is the hardest thing to comprehend. I never want to bring my mother the pain that my father's death brought her. That's my greatest fear. And I will do everything in my power to make sure that doesn't happen, while still doing what I love.

That is also the reason I don't date. I haven't dated since I joined the police force. I already can't bear the thought of hurting my mother if I were killed, but the thought of hurting more than one person — it's unthinkable. I don't want to hurt more people than I have to, so I don't date. Also, when you're an FBI agent you have to be on call 24/7, and work takes up more of my life already. I don't have time for a relationship. I'm totally fine with my life like that, I don't need a man to make me happy. I am perfectly happy on my own, with just my mom. Perfectly fucking happy.

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Today is a big day. Today is the day that my partner Cameron Jones, and I arrest a suspected gang member. Cam has been my partner ever since I started at the FBI. He became an FBI agent a little before I did, and he's quite talented. He's 30 years old, married and has a gorgeous little girl. I guess you could say, he's my only friend. Being an FBI agent, it's difficult to have friends. No matter what you do, what you wear, or who you are, you will always be seen as law enforcement. Before I was an FBI agent, I had a few friends. But once I became an FBI agent, many of my so called "friends" stopped talking to me. I'm assuming that they all think I'm sort of a buzzkill. But that's fine, who needs friends when you have work?