Chapter Three

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Fallon

Waking up in the morning was not the easiest thing. Fallon checked her phone and saw that she had four missed calls from her sister and a good morning text from her brother. Fallon sighed, and called her sister back, putting it on speaker as she walked around her apartment, getting ready for the day ahead.

"Are you okay?" Caroline asked when she answered.

"I'm find Care, but you called me four times. Are you okay?" Fallon asked.

"Yeah, I'm good. Have you talked to Michael?" She asked.

"No, I just woke up," Fallon told her. She grabbed her black blazer and slipped it on over her white shirt. She grabbed her go bag, and then slipped on her black heeled boots. Fallon checked herself over in the mirror near her door, just to make sure everything was in its place. Her dark hair is in it's usual beachy waves, and she was glad to see that the dark circles under her eyes had disappeared.

"Well can you call him, and make sure he's okay. He isn't answering me but we argued yesterday and you know how he is," Caroline says. Fallon rolled her eyes, but agreed anyways.

After hanging up with her sister, Fallon made her way out of the apartment and down to her car. She checked in with her brother, who was doing fine, and then she sent a text to Caroline to tell her.

Fallon was the first one in the office, and she was practically asleep when she collapsed into her chair. She set her go bag under her desk and run a hand through her hair. Fallon grabbed one of the files that was placed on her desk and start filling it out. Slowly the team started to come in, each of them starting their own paperwork as well.

Fallon's phone rang a couple of times, and each time it was her sister checking in on her and their brother. The first time, the team didn't react. The second, Elle smirked at Fallon, and the third time the whole team looked at her.

"What?" She asked.

"Within the past hour, you've gotten three phone calls," Morgan said.

"And?"

"You don't normally get that many phone calls," Elle pointed out.

"Yes I do," Fallon protested, trying to deflect. If there was something she didn't want the team to know, it was that her siblings were calling to make sure that none of them had been murdered. That conversation would go down really well.

"No you don't," Spencer told her straight up. Fallon rolled her eyes as he continued. "Did you know that Alexander Graham Bell and Eli Gray simultaneously invented electronic sound transmission devices? It came down to a race betwixt the two."

"Yeah, and Bell beat Gray to the patent office by a matter of hours. Common knowledge," Fallon told him, when he looks at her confused.

"Why are you acting so weird?" Morgan asked her.

"We're sitting with a guy who knows that there are eight hundred kernels of corn on the average cob..." Fallon started.

"Arranged in sixteen separate rows," Spencer added.

"And you're calling me weird?" Fallon finished, pointing to Spencer. 

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