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Wednesday 12th April
Team 7 Offices
JD Dunne sat at his desk in Team 7s Offices munching on the frosted
donut clutched in his left hand and clicking rapid fire on his mouse with
his right. His feet were beating a staccato rhythm on the floor as he jiggled
his legs. Between bites of the sugary confection he thrust out his lower
lip and huffed at his bangs to give momentary relief to his eyes. He was
intensely focussed on the glaring monitor, as usual quite unaware of the
world around him.
Across the aisle, further from the elevator, two sets of eyes, one startling
blue and the other emerald green, swivelled in his direction and watched
him take another bite from the sweet pastry. Two heads came back together
and a whispered conversation took place.
JD remained oblivious.
Directly opposite JD, close to the windows, Josiah Sanchez and Nathan Jackson
Brother, do you get the feeling that mischief is afoot? Josiah
nodded towards the huddled pair with a look of amusement on his face.
Nathan agreed with a shudder.
I think it would be best if we were to prepare ourselves for any
eventuality, Josiah. Seeing Vin and Ezra hatching schemes always gives me
chills, but those two? Im tempted to declare myself sick and go
They watched as the sharpshooter sat back in his chair and diligently applied
himself to whatever work he had on his desk.
His co-conspirator, Ezras daughter, who was almost four, strolled up
to JDs desk and climbed awkwardly into the vacant chair opposite her
Josiah and Nathan continued to watch as the small blonde in green jeans and
matching sweater tried to attract JDs attention. Occasionally, one
or other would glance over to check on Vin.
The Texan studiously ignored the drama unfolding before him.
While waiting for the computer wizard to notice her, Rorie wriggled and squirmed
in her seat. She swung her legs back and forth, first separately, then together.
She practiced making clicking noises with her fingers and thumbs. Eventually
her patience was rewarded when she threw a paper clip at him.
JDs head came up as he finally realized he had a guest.
Hello Rorie. I didnt see you there.
Josiah and Nathan both stifled laughter as the little girl rolled her eyes.
In a fair impression of her father she drawled so Ah gathered, Mr
There was a muffled snort, quickly disguised as a cough from somewhere behind
Tanners computer monitor. Josiah and Nathan chanced a quick look. The
child ignored it.
JD grinned at Rorie. That was good. Say something else.
Mistah Dunne, Ah believe we have already played this particulah game.
Howevah, if you insist, Something Else.
JD chuckled. Yeah, thats a really old joke, but I like your
impressions, theyre good. Can you do anyone else?
Rorie glanced around the office and whispered, not right now Uncle
JD. She tried to bounce her eyebrows, ala Vin, but couldnt quite
pull it off. It made the whole effect much funnier.
Oh. Ohhh! I see. He winked at her.
We could take a walk and I could show you who else I can do.
JD nodded and rose to his feet.
Rorie decided to push her luck. Have you got any change? We could go
to the candy machine. He laughed.
Okay, but you can only choose one. Ezll kill me if I get you
wired on sugar. Vins bad enough.
Hey! Came the disembodied protest.
The two made their way out of the bullpen and headed off down the corridor.
Josiah and Nathan were about to follow, sure they were going to miss whatever
was about to happen when Vin suddenly leapt to his feet and dashed over to
JDs terminal. They both resumed their seats.
What are you doing Vin? Nathan was surprised to see the Texan
was wearing a pair of surgical gloves. Vin paused.
Ya really wanna know Nate?
Nathan opened his mouth and then paused. Shaking his head, he decided that
it was probably better not to be party to any schemes. No.
Vin laughed and withdrew a knife from his jeans pocket. He pressed the blade
gently into something in his left hand and then bent down over JDs
desk. From where they were sitting neither of the other Agents could see
what he was doing. A few seconds later he plucked a tissue from the box on
Bucks desk and wiped the blade clean as he moved back to his own work
By the time JD and Rorie arrived back from their candy foraging expedition,
Vin was back exactly where he had been when they left the room. JD sat in
his chair and swivelled side to side as he unpeeled his Hershey bar. Munching
on the chocolate he watched the child lining up M&Ms along the
edge of his desk according to colour, only to then eat one and re-arrange
Do you want to play games on Bucks computer for a while? He
wont be back for an hour or so yet and I have some work I have to
Rorie shook her head. Thanks Uncle JD but Im not allowed. No
priviges for two weeks. I never knew two weeks was soooo long.
Ezra had just returned to the bullpen from the research office and came up
behind her. Im pleased you remembered Rorie, good girl.
He glanced from his daughter to the pile of M&Ms to JD and back
again but didnt comment.
Come and sit with me, I have some of your puzzle books in my
A few minutes later, Ezra was deeply buried in research for a new case and
Rorie was lying on her tummy on the floor, colouring.
JD suddenly leapt up and started shouting.
I mean Owww. God Damn. What the Hell? He was
alternately wiping his right hand on his jeans and blowing on his palm while
hopping from foot to foot.
Josiah, Nathan, Vin and Ezra jumped to their feet and approached him.
What? What is it?
Dammit JD stand still and let me see. Nathan grabbed his hand.
No, Jeez Nathan its hot!
Hot? Nathan sniffed the hand. Go and run it under the faucet
and wash your hands really well with soap. Come back when youre done
and Ill put something on it. Go!
He left at a run, nearly mowing down a couple of secretaries as he made a
dash for the restroom.
Brother? Josiah raised his eyebrows at Nathan questioningly.
Vin and Ezra looked on.
Raw chilli. Nathan shook his head and avoided looking at Vin.
Ezra turned to look at his roomy and then at his daughter who
was watching from her prone position on the carpet. Both wore identical
expressions. Innocence. Beyond raising his brows, he didnt comment.
Josiah had tracked down the chilli juice to JDs mouse and carefully
took it away to clean it.
A few minutes later JD returned and Nathan applied a cooling salve to the
red palm. JD stand still.
I cant. JD gave another dramatic wriggle.
Whats the matter with you? Youre acting like your pants
are on fire
Didnt what Nate? Vin was leaning against Nathans
desk while Josiah scrubbed at JDs mouse.
Tell me you didnt
relieve yourself while you were in the
Well all that coffee had to go somewhere Nathan
agh! You mean
Oh god! JD pulled his hand away from Jacksons
and tugged at the front of his jeans. He wriggled again.
Vin started to laugh and the other Agents joined in, helpless to stop the
What? What? The little girl abandoned the colouring and tried
to find out what the adults were laughing at.
Ezra caught her as she approached and redirected her. Never you mind.
Go back to your book. Rorie looked at him curiously before doing as
he bid her.
The unfortunate JD grabbed the tin of salve from a chuckling Nathan and headed
back to the mens room. Paybacks a bitch Vin.
Me? Whys it always me?
A little later JD returned and resumed his seat. He pulled out a spare mouse
and connected it up, sending daggers at the lanky sharpshooter all the while.
He continued to squirm in his seat.
Vin was showing Rorie how to use the photocopier when Buck Wilmington returned
from court. He had been giving evidence against a small storeowner he had
caught selling Vodka to teenagers while he was off duty.
There was a pile of messages on his desk, mostly from women. He rubbed his
hands together and picked up his phone.
At his workstation Ezra noticed the pair at the photocopier were in a huddle.
Buck finished his calls and settled back in his chair. Animal Magnetism,
works every time. He looked around the room at large. I got a
hot date with that new clerk in records, you know the one with the
His hands made an expansive gesture in front of his chest.
Mr Wilmington, please refrain from making lewd comments when there
is a child present. Ezra glared at his colleague before looking pointedly
at the little girl who had appeared at Bucks elbow.
Oh, ah, Hello Short Stuff.
Hi Uncle Buck. The clerk with the what? And what does lewd
mean. Rorie met his eyes before glancing at his cheek. She focussed
on his eyes again for a moment until her gazed moved back to his cheek. Buck
lifted a hand and scratched the spot she was looking at.
With the, ah, nice smile Darlin and lewd means something
I shouldnt say in front of children. He rubbed the cheek again,
wondering what she was looking at. What? Have I got something on my
Yahuh. Just here. Rorie touched her forefinger to her own cheek
and Buck dutifully copied her action.
No you missed it. Reaching up she said, I can
He felt her finger trace over his face a couple of times.
There, got it. She smiled innocently up at him.
Have you got any of those bright colored pens Uncle Buck? You know
the yellow and pink and blue ones?
You mean highlighters? Sure. He handed her a couple of pens and
she thanked him and went back to her drawing.
Around the room the other concealed their grins. Ezra handed her his handkerchief
It was peaceful for a while until Chris arrived with AD Travis.
Good Afternoon Mr Travis.
Buck how did it go in
Chris cocked his head to the side
as he looked at the surveillance operative. AD Travis, standing at his shoulder
also seemed focussed on him and Buck got the feeling he might have spinach
in his teeth and sucked them surreptitiously.
Thats an interesting look for you Agent Wilmington. Travis
smiled and turned to Ezra. I take it you brought your daughter to the
office today Agent Standish?
Ezra nodded, watching Buck trying to find a mirror in his desk draw before
excusing himself and disappearing to the restrooms. There were chuckles from
the staff he passed in the hallway and he hurried his pace.
Approaching the mirror in the bathroom he saw what everyone else had been
looking at. He had a smiley face painted in copier toner on his cheek. He
laughed and began to scrub it clean. Damn thing wouldnt come off. He
did NOT want to go on his hot date tonight with Rories artwork on his
face. He scrubbed harder.
Back in the Office AD Travis was enchanted by the little girl. She was so
like Ezra it was uncanny, right down to the mischievous glint in her green
eyes. He could see this one would keep her father and uncles on their toes.
You did a great job at the school yesterday, Aurora. The things you
were able to tell us really helped us to plan your rescue. We may have to
sign you on as an Agent. He smiled at her indulgently.
Does that mean I get a pay check? There was a series of snorts.
Like father, like daughter. He raised his eyebrows at her, laughing. What
would you spend it on?
She shrugged. Reaching into a nearby plant pot she scooped a handful of earth
and popped it into her mouth. She looked thoughtful as she chewed, ignoring
the stunned expressions around her. Swallowing, she announced. Probably
snacks. Im always hungry. She scooped up another handful of earth
that quickly followed the first.
Travis, along with everyone else, gaped at her.
Rorie, what are you doing? Dont eat the soil. Ezra was
aghast. What the hell was she playing at?
Im hungry Daddy. Brown stained baby teeth grinned at him
and she reached out for another handful. He intercepted her. Narrowing his
eyes he examined her innocent expression. It was back. He was immediately
The undercover agent looked at the plant pot and took a scoop of earth.
For Gods sake Ez, dont you start. Chris looked at
his agent as if hed lost his mind. AD Travis was wearing a look of
The Southerner lifted his handful of dirt towards his face and
He raised his eyebrow at the child who grinned at him. He made no comment
as he popped the brown mass into his mouth.
Traviss mouth dropped open.
He snapped it shut when Vin joined in, offering his dirt morsel to his boss
before shoving it into his mouth when he was turned down.
Chris started to laugh. All right. What is it?
Vin smiled at him. Crushed Oreos. Took ya long enough ta work it out
Travis finally caught on. Oh Lord. You set me up! I will have to try
that at the next boring board meeting. He chuckled. Thatll
get the attention of the higher ups!
Yeah, when they cart you off to the asylum. Chris shook his head.
Okay everyone back to work. He focussed on the child. You.
You behave yourself. Vin seemed to be included in the remark and he
Nathan returned to his desk to find a message. He picked up the phone.
Hello, Good Afternoon. Im just returning a call. I received a
message from Myra Maynes? Hello? Yes. I received a message to collect Myra
Maynes. Im not sure
what? Hello? No its not a joke. Who
is this? The coroners office? I dont
Oh God. No forget
it. Thanks. He replaced his receiver and glared at the chuckling agents
around the room.
Did you leave this message on my desk?
What message? Vin winked at Rorie who had her hand over her mouth.
Yes Uncle Nathan?
The message? The one that told me I had to call a number to arrange
to collect Myra Maynes from the CORONERS Office?
Do I get the right to remain silent?
Nathan laughed. Okay you monsters you got me. I have to admit, I think
I got off lightly.
Figured she owed ya fer the chest hair. Vin laughed at Nathans
grimace as he rubbed his chest.
Vin turned to his accomplice and held up three fingers. She nodded and looked
around the room, returning to gaze back at Vin. He winked.
Ezra didnt comment.
The afternoon progressed without incident until Vin handed Rorie a large,
fat, brown manila envelope. Ezra was watching, waiting to see what they were
up to this time. He saw her approach Chriss closed door and bend down.
She tucked the open end of the envelope under the door and
Ezra cringed. Rorie, No!
He was too late. The little devil was already airborne.
Landing with two small flat feet on the envelope Rorie quickly snatched it
up and shot back to her place on the floor, concealing the evidence beneath
the oversized puzzle books.
There was several seconds of complete silence.
Then the door opened and Larabee appeared.
At least they thought it was him.
The vision resembled their indomitable leader. The glare was right but the
it was difficult to tell. From mid chest up he looked like hed
been in a blizzard. White specs had attached themselves to the Black shirt.
The blonde hair was barely visible and he blinked slowly, heavy white-coated
eyelashes enhancing the effect.
Vin was the first to start to laugh. Youve gone grey, Cowboy.
Dont be mean Uncle Vin. Hes not THAT old. Chris turned
Oops indeed. Chris wiped a handful of shaving cream off his face
and popped it onto the end of her nose. She giggled. Im too young
to shave Uncle Chris.
Chris laughed and turned back to the sharpshooter. Im going to
change into spare clothes. YOU will clean the mess in my office. Vin
Ezra didnt comment.
Chris moved off and Vin raised four fingers at the perpetrator. She nodded.
Josiah started to sweat.
Chris reappeared, in a fresh shirt. The FBI Agent from the previous days
siege was with him.
Ezra, Special Agent Parker wants to ask Rorie a few questions about
the shooting yesterday.
I beg you pardon Agent Standish. What did you say? Parker stuttered.
I said No. Precisely which part of No did you
fail to comprehend Agent Parker?
Agent Standish, we need to understand exactly what happened in that
Ezra took on a steely look that even Larabee admired. You undoubtedly
have reports from every Agent and police officer involved and Im sure
you have questioned the School Staff. How many students have been requested
to give their accounting?
Well, none. But as an Agent yourself
Precisely. I am an Agent. My daughter is not. You will never receive
my permission to interrogate her. Leave her alone. The green eyes glinted
with barely suppressed fury.
Agent Standish... This time Chris cut him off.
He said No. Its finished. You cant question
the kid without his consent. Let it go.
Parker reluctantly backed down. He caught sight of the child as she came
up to lean against Ezras leg, gripping his thigh just above his knee
and peeking out from behind him.
Fine no questions. He held up his hands in a conciliatory gesture.
Hello there. Standish stiffened but didnt intervene. Yet.
Rorie gazed silently at him.
You did a very good job yesterday. You could be an FBI Agent when you
grow up. Ezra rolled his eyes, and Chris snorted. This man obviously
had no idea how to speak to a child.
Thanks but Im smarter than that. Rorie pulled a face. Parker
himself wasnt smart enough to quit while he still could.
You may change your mind when youre older, youre still
such a little thing. His tone was patronizing. Big mistake. What
do you think youll be when you grow up?
Parkers face took on an expression not unlike that of a guppy. His
mouth worked but no sound came out. He turned on his heel and left to the
laughter of the ATF Agents and the sound of Atta girl delivered
in a decidedly Texan twang.
Ezra looked at his daughter and raised his brows but he refrained from saying
By the end of the afternoon, Josiah had worked himself into a frazzle. He
regarded everything with suspicion and jumped every time Rorie or Vin came
close to him. Which they did. Often. Much more often than was necessary.
He finally twigged.
That was it, wasnt it?
Vin gave him a confused look. What?
You didnt need to get me, you just let me stew in juice of my
Vin grinned. Sometimes the best practical joke is not ta play a joke
at all Siah.
Josiah chuckled. Thank God. Now I can relax, go home and recover my
Vin and Rorie high fived.
The seven men and the small child left together.
When they got to the parking garage there was a note pinned to the windscreen
of the Jag. Ezra snatched it of and read it.
Oh Lord, No. He thrust the note to Vin and started examining
the cars gleaming paintwork.
Vin read the note aloud. Sorry about the dent. You were parked awkwardly
and I couldnt avoid you. My insurance will handle any claim. Contact
. He raised his head. Hey Ez. Is it bad?
I cant find it Mr Tanner. Wait, whats that? No, its
just a smudge. See if you can locate the damage will you?
Nodding they all got down to inspect the vehicle.
After ten minutes of searching the six Agents gave up.
I cant see anything Ez. Buck scratched his head.
Ezra was focussed on the spot behind him and Buck turned.
There sitting on the low dividing wall were the days pranksters. They
were happily sharing a bag of chips and sipping on cartons of juice. He narrowed
his eyes. The pair stopped munching and exchanged looks.
I think hes on to us. Vin looked at Ezra.
Well whatd he expect? A get out o jail free card?
Ezra joined in the laughter.
All right you miscreants, get in the car. No Rorie, no juice.
The chuckling partners-in-crime climbed into the vehicle. Ezra strapped Rorie
into her safety seat and slammed the door.
Thank God that days over. JD voiced what they were all
For you maybe Mr Dunne. Ezra smiled wryly. I have to last
Theyd actually survived relatively unscathed. Hed allowed his
child to let off a little steam and be a child again after the terrifying
events of the previous day but now he needed to clamp down, hard. It seemed
shed recovered from the ordeal and he would now have to rein her in
To say nothing of that troublesome Texan. Epilogue
Free and clear after a day of pranks each Agent climbed into his vehicle.
JD sat alongside Buck and they were the first to exit the car park, closely
followed by Nathan, Josiah, Chris and finally the three in the sports car.
The spring sun hung low in the sky, casting its blinding light unerringly
straight into the eyes of those leaving the Federal Building underground
As each member of Team 7 reached the exit ramp they automatically reached
up and lowered the sun visor. They realized too late that they had been left
a parting gift.
Ezra was the last to complete the manoeuvre and was shocked to find a paper-holes
snowstorm raging in the confines of the beloved car.
Final Straw. Payback, you devious delinquents, will be swift and
The sound of chuckles and giggles followed the gleaming Jaguar into the snarl
of downtown traffic.
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