I ain’t never personally had a man call me a bitch. I hear it from my friends sometimes, when they be talkin’ shit about like, the women that they are dealing with, they’ll be like, “And this bitch said,” And I’m like, "Oh, wow.“ We know y'all be calling us bitches behind our back. That’s why I’m saying, that’s what you gon’ call me when I’m tripping anyway. You think I’m being a bitch, but I think I’m making a lotta sense with what I’m sayin’ to you!
Summary
Special Agents Maggie Bell and OA Zidan are sent undercover as a wealthy married couple (Alexandra & Oscar Petrov) looking to infiltrate the inner circle of a high powered and widely feared criminal kingpin, Nicholae Schiller. The US Coast Guard knows Schiller is using recreational and small time marinas to import drugs and other contraband while avoiding commercial port scrutiny. The FBI needs to help the Coast Guard connect Schiller’s money with the incoming drug shipment and they are just the agents for the job. Pretending to be a happily married, criminally enterprising couple has its challenges for the partners. Somewhere along the way, they realize they may not be acting anymore… A story of lies, truths, romance, relationships, crime and trust.
Maggie Bell/OA Zidan - FBI CBS (ABC Red Widow Crossover)
Genre: Drama, Thriller, Eventual Romance
Multi-Chapter
Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to these characters or storylines.
Link to AO3
Chapter 1 – For the Greater Good
Word Count: 991
Warnings: None
When Maggie and OA were summoned to Dana’s office, they had truly no idea what to expect. Their confusion intensified when they saw several other high-ranking officials already seated. Dana rose from her seat and introduced her agents to the officials.
“This is Special Agent Maggie Bell, and Special Agent Omar Zidan. Maggie, OA, this is Sgt. Potter with the US. Coast Guard and Officer Cross. They have reached out to the FBI regarding an undercover assignment.” Dana returned to her seat behind her desk and motioned for the Coast Guard officers to take over the conversation.
“Agents, it’s nice to meet you. We have an assignment that you both are well suited for,” Sgt. Potter began. “We have had a major issue with an Importer/Exporter in the Bay Area smuggling illegal goods into the US for their clients. They are apparently connecting criminals with the money to the criminals with the goods they need. So far, we have gotten wind of gun shipments, weapons, and black-market hacking technologies that have made it through without detection. We have received intelligence that contact has been made arranging for a large shipment of illegal drugs to be received in the coming weeks.”
“Who’s the target for the assignment?” Maggie questioned.
“His name is Nicholae Schiller. He owns major ports along the bay and uses his legal import/export business to launder money for the illegal exploits. His reputation is known in the area for being ruthless and so far, the land authorities have not been able to prove his connection to the 7 dead bodies that have been found along the coast in the last 6 months,” Sgt. Potter finished.
“Wow, sounds like he knows how to cover his tracks if there hasn’t been any evidence connecting him so far,” OA rubbed his hand over his mouth. He stole a quick glance at Maggie to see if he could tell what she was thinking about this. Her expression wasn’t giving anything away.
Officer Cross spoke up, “one thing we know is that he is certainly not committing the murders directly. He has a network of ‘associates’ that does the dirty work for him. Two of them have been caught but one killed himself and the other committed suicide by cop when they were attempting to make the arrest. Once again, eliminating any testimony that would have implicated Schiller.”
“This is where you guys come in,” Sgt. Potter looked at Maggie and OA. “We have tried sending officers undercover to become members of his hit squad and criminal activity but they were both compromised within 2 months and were extracted into witness protection. We’ve tried setting up a fake client proposition but he didn’t take the bait. We’re hoping that changing the angle of infiltration may result in something that will stick.”
OA thought Maggie was starting to look a little pale, but he didn’t think anyone but himself and Dana would notice. It was Dana’s job to notice absolutely everything.
“What do you need us to do?” Maggie asked firmly.
Officer Cross looked at Sgt. Potter and launched into the details. “You two would be sent undercover as a married couple with questionable sources of income, some from overseas. You will have new identities, entirely fleshed out backstories, a catalog of assets, and a network of acquaintances. This will give you both the ability to pass even the most exhaustive of background checks he or his associates may run on you. He is known to be a loner, we’re hoping you will be able to make friends with Schiller, infiltrate his personal circle and ultimate become involved in his criminal activity. Once there is something concrete to connect him to the crimes, we can take down his whole operation and extract you both.”
“This sounds like a very… long term operation, sergeant,” OA stated. Maggie looked at him for the first time during this conversation and he could feel her reading his thoughts.
“For the strongest chance of success, we estimate the operation could take 6 months to a year,” stated Cross.
Dana leaned back in her chair and looked at her agents. She had not been told about the potentially extreme time frame this OP would take. Six months to a year was a long time to be missing two of her best agents but she knew this mission was of great importance for the safety of the country.
Maggie and OA exchanged looks again. They both knew what undercover operations entailed and much of it wasn’t pretty. They would essentially leave their entire lives behind for the duration of the job. They wouldn’t be able to contact their friends, family, access any of their technology, visit anyone they currently knew and would only be able to speak to one handler to provide timely updates. In an operation like this, even that wouldn’t dare be face to face. They would be totally alone. The only person to have their backs would be one another. Jobs like this were high risk-high reward and they knew it. If they succeeded, this would set them up for their entire careers. If they failed though, it could cost them their lives. When the conversation wrapped, Maggie and OA were told to take the day to think it over and discuss the job with each other. They would have to accept or decline the offer by the next morning. If they accepted, the operation was set to begin two weeks from now.
The agents walked down the NYC sidewalk in silence for several blocks. Both in deep thought and contemplation as well as waiting for the other to give their opinion first. When they reached OA’s apartment, he pulled a notebook off of his bookshelf and drew two columns. Maggie sat at the table and watched him label them and place the page between them.
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Include a beach scene or an inspirational gif of our main man and let them know that Garcia Flynn is a hero and deserves a happy ending!
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A Garcy Student/Teacher AU.
Link to AO3 Previous Ch. 8
Notes: Final Chapter. It will say Ch. 10 on AO3 due to mini chapter. Trigger warning for personal attack.
“I can’t-” Lucy cried into Garcia’s arms. He didn’t have any words for that situation or the conversation, so he looked down and rested his forehead on hers. After a little bit, he gently pulled her chin so she looked up at him with watery eyes. He smiled, and couldn’t help himself, “your mother seems nice.”
Lucy laughed and halfheartedly punched his shoulder. She used Garcia’s shirt to wipe away tears and walked back to the bedroom and picked up a paint roller. He followed her into the room and they got to work finishing the paint so they could leave that apartment once and for all.
A few hours later, they pulled back in drive-way at Garcia’s, no their place- she caught herself thinking. Lucy had dodged several phone calls from her mother until she ultimately put her phone on silent as they walked inside. She had turned in the apartment key to the landlord and her living with Garcia full-time was as official as it would ever be. Graduation was a mere two months away, but she didn’t feel anxious for once. She watched as Garcia strolled down the hallway in front of her toward the laundry room while stripping his paint covered shirt off for a second time that day. She heard the water start in the shower in the bathroom off the side of the laundry room. She smiled to herself as she followed his path and stripped her paint clothes off and dumped them in the laundry room. This living arrangement has serious perks, she thought to herself as she slid into the already inhabited shower.
***
Carol Preston had not attempted to make contact again and it had been several weeks. Lucy still felt a sting deep down, as any child would at the thought of disappointing their parents. But Lucy knew she was making the right decision for her and that’s all she needed at this point. The semester was coming down to the wire and it was just a few short weeks from graduation. Garcia understood when Lucy told him she loved him but would be dating the library full time for the next few weeks. Besides, she couldn’t get anything done at their place… having him around was too distracting.
***
She stayed later than she intended to at the library and started packing all of her things about 8:45PM and it was fully dark outside. She wasn’t parked too far away, just in a lot out and over to the side. As she was walking, she could see her car ahead but noticed movement in her peripheral vision. When she looked, she saw Allensen, visibly drunk walking her direction toward the parking lot as well. There was a closet sized bar across the street from campus. Of course, he had been there, probably hitting on more unsuspecting undergrads, she thought to herself. She picked up the pace walking to her car considerably hoping he wouldn’t recognize her. Before she got to the side of the car she heard him shout her name and the sound of his footsteps pick up. Lucy didn’t turn around and threw the car door open as she got to it. Before she could step into the car, Allensen grabbed her shoulder and pushed her against the car where she was facing him.
“You got me written up, bitch,” he slurred in her face.
Lucy weighed her options remembering her keys were still in her hand. With her head turned, Allensen leaned down to kiss her neck as someone stepped out the back door of the Fine Arts building. Lucy hit the panic button on her key remote and started yelling and hitting him with the keys as the horn blared and lights flashed.
“Get off, get off, get off!” She managed to yell between battering blows to Allensen.
The next moment, the person that had come out of the building was close enough to grab Allensen’s shoulder from behind to distract him. When he turned around, the woman blasted him in the eyes and mouth with pepper spray. He collapsed to the ground in a coughing fit and Lucy finally got a good look at who had come to her aid. It was Elizabeth.
“Are you alright?” Elizabeth exclaimed as she helped move Lucy away from the car and from Allensen on the ground. Both of their eyes were stinging from the strength of the spray and stepped a few feet away. Lucy just nodded and watched as Elizabeth called campus security and the police.
When she hung up, Elizabeth looked at her, “have you called Garcia?”
Lucy could only shake her head no. She was physically unharmed, but shaken considerably by the events as they unfolded. Elizabeth once again put her phone to her ear and Lucy tried to listen but zoned out staring at the man on the ground still coughing and flailing. At one point, he tried to stand up. Elizabeth walked back over and sprayed him again.
“Absolute wanker,” she said with complete disgust.
Campus security arrived first and then the police. Since there was an active restraining order against him, he was handcuffed and arrested. Garcia arrived as they were pushing Allensen into the back of the police car.
He didn’t say anything, just pulled Lucy into a tight hug and then stepped back to look at her, holding her shoulders.
“Are you okay? Are you hurt?” He asked gently.
Lucy finally found words and was able to answer, “No, I’m okay, I’m fine.”
“She’s definitely shaken up a bit,” Elizabeth stated. “I have already given my statement so I’m going to head home. If you guys need anything, please let me know.”
Garcia stepped over and hugged her too. “Thank you, Elizabeth. Thank you.” She smiled up at him and patted his arm as she walked away to her own car. After the police were done, statements given, Lucy and Garcia locked her car and left it in the lot. He drove them home, his free hand never leaving hers.
***
The next day, Lucy and Garcia attended a meeting with the HR department. Essentially, they confirmed Allensen was terminated and banned from campus and all school sanctioned events. Considering complaints had been filed about him previously, the school was just hoping Lucy wasn’t going to sue. After the meeting, they met up with Rufus and Elizabeth at a burger place for lunch across from campus.
“Elizabeth, I hear you’d have a lucrative career in security if you ever get tired of teaching,” Rufus quipped.
“Oh you stop,” she replied, as the dignified head of an entire branch of the college threw a French fry at him.
“It’s been a really wild semester,” Lucy contributed, “but overall a good one.” She looked over at Garcia.
He shook his head and agreed, “that it has,” as he smiled back at her.
A new friend group had been forged in the four of them. On their way home, Lucy mailed her graduation invitations. There were two and a half weeks left to go.
***
“I’m going to be really pissed if I fail this Earth Science final,” Lucy barked at Garcia across the living room.
“How can you fail the final? You’re sleeping with the professor!” He snarked back. This earned him a pillow chucked with expert precision at his head. He settled into the couch beside her and went back to quizzing her about minerals.
Earlier that afternoon, Lucy had spoken with Carol on the phone. She would be attending her graduation. Lucy knew she ultimately would, but was still dreading the next face to face encounter with her.
***
On the day of, Lucy got up early and got ready. Garcia dropped her off with the students in line and went to park the car and get in the faculty line. Next year, we’ll be in this line together, he smiled to himself as he walked up to his other colleagues.
As a doctorate student, Lucy’s was one of the first names to be called in the ceremony. She looked radiant walking across the stage to shake hands with the university president. After the ceremony concluded, she made her way to Garcia on the auditorium floor with the faculty, and they headed up to the top concourse to find her cheering section. He hadn’t told her that his parents had come in for the occasion and to meet her. Lucy saw her mother first. They exchanged a genuine hug and Carol told her she was proud of her achievement. She looked less thrilled to shake Garcia’s hand but managed a civil smile as they met again.
“Lucy, I want to introduce you to my parents,” Garcia said while turning her around as they walked up smiling. “This is Maria and Asher Flynn. Mom, Dad, this is Dr. Lucy Preston,” he stated beaming.
“Oh my gosh, hi!” Lucy exclaimed, hugging them both. They looked to be mid 60’s but she could tell where Garcia got his good looks from. Maria was gorgeous, and Asher may have even been taller than Garcia, she couldn’t quite tell. His parents also exchanged handshakes with Carol and all was civil.
His parents were staying in town for a few days so they made plans to have lunch Sunday afternoon. After a celebratory lunch immediately following the ceremony, and a smaller party at their townhouse, it was finally the two of them in for the night. Lucy noticed Garcia kept watching the clock and finally asked.
“What are you waiting for at almost midnight? Did you order pizza or something?” she joked with him. He smiled back for a bit but his face formed a more serious expression. He looked at his apple watch as the digital display showed 12:00 AM on the dot.
“It’s officially Sunday,” he stated. “What is now yesterday, was your day. It was about you and everything you have accomplished. I am so proud and wanted everything to be perfect. I didn’t want you to have to share that memory with anything else. “
He stood up and walked over to her on the couch and pulled her to stand with him.
“I think I’ve known from the very beginning that I wanted to do this,” he continued. Lucy stared at him with wide eyes as he held both of her hands. “When I’m with you, the entire world feels right, and that’s a feeling I don’t ever want to be without,” he said as he dropped to one knee.
Lucy felt a tear run down her cheek, too happy to contain it as she watched him pull out a ring box.
He opened the box with a beautiful pear shaped diamond ring inside and asked the question he’d been wanting to for months.
Young and full of running
Tell me where's that taking me?
Just a great figure eight or a tiny infinity
Love is really nothing
But a dream that keeps waking me
For all of my trying
We still end up dying
How can it be?
Don't say a word, just come over and lie here with me
'Cause I'm just about to set fire to everything I see
I want you so bad I'll go back on the things I believe
There I just said it, I'm scared you'll forget about me
So young and full of running,
all the way to the edge of desire
Steady my breathing, silently screaming,
"I have to have you now"
Wired and I'm tired
Think I'll sleep in my clothes on the floor
Maybe this mattress will spin on its axis and find me on yours
Don't say a word, just come over and lie here with me
'Cause I'm just about to set fire to everything I see
I want you so bad I'll go back on the things I believe
There I just said it, I'm scared you'll forget about me
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