Title: A Misconception

Author: bbvc

Rating: M/K+ (course language, 'MAYBE' sexual content, etc. etc.)

Disclaimer: I own none of the Once and Again characters, but I however do own the current storyline.

Summary: AU. Jessie is an FBI agent, LA department. Her life's soon to be thrown into a chaos when she's assigned to be an undercover in a large mafia group. J/K.

A/N: OMG, I hate myself so much. Here I am engaging myself in another story, when I've got three other current fics. Crap. But I just couldn't get this story out of my head, and it was starting to irritate the hell out of me.

Anyways…hope you guys like this?


Part 1: Assignment

"Jessica Elizabeth Sammler, please report to the Assistant Director's office immediately." The intercom sounded throughout the building.

Jessica Elizabeth Sammler, 27, tall, slender and blonde with crystal blue eyes. Has been an FBI agent of 6 years; currently subsiding in L.A., her family still living in Chicago, her hometown.

The blonde gave her friend a look, they both shrugged, and she stood up from her seat, straightened out her shirt, making sure it's tucked in nicely everywhere, then patted out her pinstriped trousers. 'Wonder what he wants with me…' Quickly finishing off her drinking, she discarded it on her way towards the elevator, heading for the top level.

Walking briskly out, ignoring all the eyes that were on her, she quickly made her way towards the captain's office. Knocking twice, she stood stationary by the door waiting to be called in or let in. A few more seconds, the door opened and she stepped in.

"Good morning sir."

"Morning," he returned to his seat, "take a seat," he instructed.

Alfred Hughes, Assistant Director of the LA FBI.

The blonde took the only vacant seat left, sitting straight.

"Well, Agent Sammler, as you know, we've been trying to find the most… well suited agent for the recent case. In the last meeting we have already assigned Agent Connelly as the head of this case." Jessie nodded along to everything said, "Well, we have been discussing over the past week, and researching on who we should choose, and we've all come to a conclusion..." he dragged on, the blonde continuing to nod her head at the right moments, "You, Agent Sammler, is our best candidate for the position."

Jessie's eyes bulged out in shock, but quickly she composed herself, "sorry sir… I'm not…"

Quickly cutting her off, he answered her question, "We will be sending you in as an undercover."

"Me?"

"Yes. If there are any problems, please inform us now."

"Now?"

"Yes."

She sat there a little stunned, her boyfriend, Agent Connelly, who sat beside her, did not help one bit, as his fingers continued to tap at the armrest.

"Well…?" the Director dragged out, waiting for his response.

She shut her eyes, and quickly answered "Okay" – praying that she won't regret her choice.

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Slamming the door shut in her boyfriend's face, she sat down on the her bed and began to remover her heels. The guy opened the door, facing her not so happy girlfriend.

"Honey, it's okay, I'll be on the case, and we could still meet with each other."

Jessie looked up at her so called boyfriend of two years, "Are you seriously joking me," she stood up glaring at her boyfriend, "don't be so up yourself Agent Connelly, this isn't about you."

Jared Connelly, 29, only an inch or two taller than Jessie, also blonde but with hazel eyes. Not your worst looking FBI agent, if not the best looking one Jessie has seen.

"Sweetie," he held her by the waist, but she shrugged away, "then what's the problem?"

"How did you manage to keep this from me for so long? I'm your girlfriend, yet you send me undercover without even giving me a notice?"

"It was confidential, you know that."

She did, but she was frustrated with him… she has been for a while now, and this just only added to her resentment. "Whatever, I'm gonna stay over with Grace tonight." She began to through clothing into her sports bag.

Grace Manning, 29, stepsister of Jessie's. An orthopaedist at a private hospital in LA.

"Why?"

"I feel like it, okay!" Jessie answered in a huff.

"Will you be back tomorrow?"

"I don't know Jared."

"But Jessie…" he began to whine. It was a fact, Jessie was a much better fighter than he was, even if he's currently in a higher position.

'Oh my god, this is what I have put up with for two years now… If it weren't for Hailey, I'd have dumped him long ago.'

Hailey Ashton, 27, dark chocolate coloured hair, sapphire like blue eyes, a few inches shorter than Jessie, also an FBI agent.

"No buts Jared…" the blonde answered tiredly walking around the house pick up her necessities, 'god I seriously feel like I'm living with a five year old.'

Zipping up her navy Adidas sports bag, she swung it over her shoulder and picked up her black Nike one, filled with all her clean sports garments, just in case she felt like going to the gym to let off some steam.

"Bye Jared." She quickly gave him a peck on the cheek before rushing out the door with a pair of sneakers on.

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Pulling her keys out, she searched for the right one before sticking it in, hoping the door would unlock – unlike those many other times when her sister decided to change the lock without informing her.

Hearing the click, she smiled and walked in, quickly reaching for the pad, and punching in the code for the security alarm. She closed the door behind her, locking it, knowing that Grace liked it that way. She stepped on both the heels of her shoes, and easily slipped out of them before making her way to the spare room she made Grace get. Jessie knew something like this would happen, and she'd definitely need a place to stay – after all, it did happen quite a few times before, and that wasn't fun because she ended up having to occupy the couch. So when her sister was going apartment shopping again, she made sure to remind Grace every time to buy an apartment with a spare bedroom.

Throwing her bags into the spare bedroom, she quickly took a shower and made her way towards the refrigerator, hoping to find some leftover or something. She was seriously hungry and it was already 9 o'clock at night. 'Guess she's busy…' Jessie noted that her sister wasn't home yet.

She smiled at the sight of a plate of vegetarian pasta; she placed it in the microwave and waited. Her mind began to run through all the possible ways she could break up with Jared. 'Come out nice and straight and tell him it's over…' Jessie thought, 'nah, he'd probably end up balling his eyes out. Maybe leave him a note after I finish packing my stuff out of the house.'

Just as the microwave beeped, indicating that her food was ready, the unlocking of the front door indicated that Grace was home. Jessie ignored Grace's soon to be entrance, and continued in her quest for curing her hunger.

Once the door swung open, she called out, "Hey Grace!"

Grace's eyes enlarged, her mouth dropped, "Jessie!" she said a little too enthusiastically, she quickly stuck her head out the entrance of the door, gave the guy a quick kiss, and whispered "call you later…" before slamming the door in his face.

The blonde turned to face her sister and saw her sister close the door abruptly. "Hey Gracey. You sound happy to see me." She smiled mischievously, "keeping something from me now?"

"No!" Steering the conversation away, "So Jess, had another fight with your boy, or was he too blonde for you?"

Jessie thought for a second, "Option two… which also lead to the fighting with the boyfriend."

"How long are you planning on staying this time?" Grace took her shoes off and headed for her room.

"Until I find a way to break up with him, WITHOUT him balling his eyes out," Jessie answered, "the last few methods of break up obviously didn't work too well."

The brunette walked back out into her living room all changed, "nah, I think you just so easily capture their hearts, yet you also easily get over them. This then leads to you oh so unintentionally trampling over their poor, feeble hearts when you suddenly decide to dump 'em."

The blonde thought of that for a second, "I guess you're right." She shrugged her shoulders before sticking another fork of spaghetti in her mouth. She walked over to take a seat next to her sister, "not my fault."

Grace looked at her, before dragging out, "sure…"

"Oh, um…" Jessie began to think over her words carefully, "well, there'll be a change of workplace for me, and things may be getting a little… out of hand."

"Not getting you Jess," Grace kept her eyes on the TV.

"I'll probably be less… 'accessible'."

"Not that you are anyways…"

"More inaccessible than now."

"Wow Jess, you planning on living in a hole now?" Grace said sarcastically.

"Haha, very funny. There's just gonna be some change at work, and I'll be harder to reach, and it's probably gonna be best for me to contact you guys instead. I mean 'you guys' as in family."

"Okay…" Grace's brows furrowed in confusion before she kinda understood, "I know you're not allowed to tell me, but I can guess right?"

"Uh I dunno, I guess, because that doesn't classify me as telling you." Jessie thought about it.

"Are you going undercover?"

The blonde nodded, surprised Grace got the answer first guess, 'she really does know me well…'

"Are you planning on telling mom and dad?"

"I just told you I can't tell people."

"You can't, but I can."

"But you shouldn't."

"Why?"

"Because, it'll just worry them, just tell 'em that I'd be a little busy for a while…"

"Fine, if you say. But if you get killed or something, I'm not gonna be responsible for anything."

"Very nice Grace, thanks for the encouragement and the 'be careful Jessie'."

"Be careful Jessie…"


A/N: Sooo… think it's a possible fic I should continue? Or should I just drop it altogether and continue with my other three instead?