63AN: Hey all. Love your faces! No, I have not forgotten about FF LOL. I have been so busy I can't keep my head straight. I can't promise the next time I will get an update out, but I will try to be more consistent at least until my stories are done. I have also let go of most the anger I felt towards the show. Hopefully, in doing so, I can work on getting updates out.
This update is the point A to point B so we can get everyone together :)
Lastly, I want to wish my really good friend Karen a HAPPY BIRTHDAY! XOXO
"Hello?" Penelope asked over the phone. It's been a crazy morning for her. She'd already gone to the general store, planted a few more plants, and now she rushed inside to grab the phone after realized it had been ringing nonstop while she was outside.
"Is this Mss. Penelope Garcia?"
Potato started to run between Penelope's legs as she tried maneuvering over to the kitchen table. "Yes, this is she. May I ask who's calling?"
"Miss. Garcia, this is Walter Roberts of the FBI. I wondered if I could take a moment of your time?"
Penelope's eyebrows shot to the ceiling. "Sure. I mean, yes sir. What can I do for you?"
"Well, Miss Garcia, I hope to acquire your assistance."
She sat at her table, her eyebrow still raised. "With what?"
"I received your name from the Director. He informed me you are the best the FBI has ever had and right now we need your help."
"I'm sorry, but I am no longer apart of the FBI. I haven't been for months." Penelope had an uneasy feeling take over her.
"I also understand that. However, you've come with a remarkable recommendation and right now we need your help. The state of Montana could potentially be in a crisis. We have decent techs here, but after months of searching for any break they have come up with nothing. We need your help."
"I work in the private sector now. I only design and code. I wouldn't be able to forgo their work to help." She started twiddling her fingers nervously.
"I've already contacted your employer, Miss Garcia. They are willing to loan you to us for the time being."
"Just like that?"
"Just like that."
"Can you give me more on the case, or what you will expect of me?" Why was she even asking? She knew she wanted to leave that world behind her. She needed to leave it behind her.
"Not until you agree to help us. It's nothing personal, but we have to keep everything on stick need to know clearance right now. I can tell you, you'd be going over surveillance videos along with determining the unsubs next targets."
"Are you telling me I will be limited in my accuses?"
"Not at all Miss Garcia. You'll be granted the same level of clearance you previously had within the FBI." Penelope looked around her home. Why was she even considering this? She'd felt more at peace here than she had the whole time living in Quantico. She no longer needing to worry about walking around the corner to come face to face with someone wanting her dead. She didn't need to worry about being wrapped in something like the "Dirty Dozen".
She was free of all the burdens she once felt.
This was her new life, the life she chose. She didn't want to go back.
"Please, Miss Garcia. We are at a loss for what to do next."
Sighing she looked at Potato. He was currently on his back with his feet in the air kicking at nothing. Even silly Potato made her feel safer. "Are people in danger?" she finally asked already knowing the answer.
"Yes. The unsubs have escalated their last few incidents. Two people have been shot."
She felt the familiar pang in her heart. "Are they going to be okay?"
"One of them is stable."
"And the other?"
"Unfortunately, she was not as lucky."
Closing her eyes, she felt pain wash over her. No one deserved loss. Taking a deep breath, she spoke, "Whatever you need of me, I'll do."
"I am glad to hear it…"
Penelope zoned out as she looked around her house. She couldn't shake the uneasy feeling. She knew the moment she accepted this assignment, the whole life she'd built here in Montana would change. She just didn't know if it was going to be for better or worse.
It was too late to worry about it now. "When do you need me?" she interrupted.
"As I stated early, I've already spoken to your employer. We have another team arriving today to further assist us in the matter. I feel it would be best to brief you all at the same time."
Penelope nodded. "Makes sense. Can you tell me any more about it? "
"Now that you have agreed, I can. Unfortunately, Montana has seen a string of bank robberies. One a week. The last two robberies, though, the assailants have gone in shooting, rather than a note like when they started. We are afraid with each robbery, there will be less and less survives. At least that is what their profile is suggesting."
Penelope placed her hand on her chest. "I haven't heard about any robberies on the news."
"And you won't we have worked extremely hard to keep everything quiet. Once you arrive, we can go into all of the details. I also understand you have a specific set up in your home. I can have an office put together for you here, but if you will feel more comfortable with your own setup we can arrange you the accuses there."
Penelope once again looked around her home. Could she bring that part of her life she'd so willing closed into her safe space? Glancing at her office door, she knew she had to. She'd be limited if she'd tried using whatever makeshift setup they compiled. Plus, she'd hove Potato at her side the whole time. That would be a plus.
"I can assure you, Miss. Garcia. This will be nothing like your old assignment. You are more here as a consultation. We will not commit you in any other way."
She hoped that would be true. When she closed her life on the FBI, she meant it.
"We desperately need your help in cracking their algorithm in hopes we can find their next target before they hit again."
She heard the desperate plea in his voice and at the end of the day, she would do everything she could to help. It was in her DNA to do so. "My set up here will be better."
"Perfect." She heard his relief. "Once you come in for the briefing, I'll send you home with anything you need. We truly appreciate your assistance in this matter, Miss. Garcia."
"I'll do whatever I can to help."
"I'm glad to hear that. We have a meeting scheduled at three. Will that give you enough time?"
"Yes." She bent to pet Potato. It shouldn't take too long to get there. "Sir, you mentioned another team." Hopefully, it was another tech team. It sounded like it was going to be a lot of surveillance videos she needed to comb through.
"Why yes, Miss. Garcia. You'll be pleased to know, The BAU has just been assigned."
AN: And that's how the team gets back together lol
