chapter 1

The crunching sound of small pebbles against the ground and laboured breaths is all that can be heard as the two bodies flew across the harbour. The morning sun beating down on their backs, storage containers littered around and the water swaying creating a seemingly calm atmosphere. It was anything but.

she was getting tired, muscles aching, a light sheen forming along her hairline amd her ponytail threatening to come undone as her body plummeted forward to catch up to him. The unexpected blaring of the freight ships horn had her bending down,covering her ears from the sheer intensity. The abuse seemingly continued forever and by the time she recovered, her target had disappeared. "Shit!" she mumbled. Raising her hand to her earpiece "Alex, have you got a visual?" she unholstered her sidearm and waited for the gruff voice to reply. It never came. she took a sweep of her surroundings, he could be anywhere between the plethora of containers to the mutliple sheds. She controlled her erratic breathing and slowly inched forward to clear the site. Nine months. Nine long goddamn months it took to finally get a location on the man incharge of the Torpedo's smuggling gang and she lost him. 'Webber is definitely going to put me on desk duty after this' she thought. Her mind is brought back to the present as she hears metal clanging against the ground. Adrenaline is pumping through her veins as she stealthily moves forward, her pistol moving with precison as she swivels to check each corner. she takes a deep breath in as she stops near a wall she believes he is behind, she double checks that her safety pin is off the gun as she prepares to infitrated the open area. At this moment a large gust of wind carrying a light spray of water hits her face. It is at this moment that she feels the cool metal connect with her nape and her face slammed into the tarmac below her. the darkness her after.

She groaned as she felt the full blown roar tormenting her head, her body felt numb and her blonde hair acting as a shield against the harsh sun. "You know, It's a shame" she heard the voice say and she just huffed. She felt her jaw being grabbed and she forced her blue eyes open to glare at him. "Such a pretty face, yet why the FBI? Ms Arizona Robbins. Hmm, a domestic life too boring for a little girl like you?" he sneered and the two men behind him lightly chuckling behind him and then he continues "But from what i have found out you…..you are a little different, aren't you?" he stares me down to see her shocked expression. "What didn't think I would do some research on the rat trying to arrest me and my crew" with that he slams her head back in to the ground and straightens his posture. He goes to remove his tailored suit blazer and hands it over to his men. "Your wife, Portia seemed to LOVE it last night while you were out with your new mistress, errrrr Caroline isn't it? or is it Issabella this week? said I made her feel like a real woman!" The sting she felt was so sudden, which made it all the more painful. He started laughing "I underestimated you Robbins, I'm happy that you know that I am so well endowed I can handle not one, but three women" He took a deep breath in and slowly released it "You on the other hand….." He lets his sentence hang. Arizona forces herself to sit up and rolls her neck around to reduce the stiffness she felt. The three men were comfortable in their masculinity that they thought they didn't have to bind a small framed woman. Arizona leant back against the wooden crate and smirked. "Yes, Garcia I know a lot about you and your little friends behind there" the two henchmen had a weary look on their faces while Garcia seemed to gather interest in what the agent had to say. Arizona pushed herself up and began stretching her limbs, out of the corner of her eye she saw her tracker light flashing. 'I'm home safe, lets play with them' she thought. The two henchmen moved forward to try to restrain her untill Garcia held his hand up for them to stop. He too noticed the looks on their faces. With a smirk plastered on her face, she continued "Torpedos seem to have a lot of trouble these days, don't they? I mean look what happened at your property in echo park and the warehouses burnt down in Pomona Valley. The bossman must be mad" she condescendingly looked at them "Garcia, what kind of street cred would you get if you handed 'Dios' the mole?" she tormented. He seemed to be contemplating her offer, while the two men seemed to be getting increasingly fidgety as she continued.

Garcia, always loving the attention and his desire to be appreciated by his superiors took the bait "Alright Robbins, since you think you know the gang so well, why don't you tell me" he raised her pistol and pressed it to her forehead for added emphasis. It was at this moment that Arizona's team surrounded the three men. "Awesome guys! always choose the perfect moment to intervene" she muttered sarcastically. "Aiming to please boss!" Alex smugly replied and then moved forward to apprehend Garcia, the two henchmen having already been escorted away.

3 hours later…

Arizona was making her way through the precinct hallway looking through a manilla file, having two interns following her with boxes full of of random documents, the only catch was that it had Garcia's name on them. It was one of the intimidation tactics that Arizona loved to use. She pushed the wooden door forward and waited for her interns to drop the boxes on the metal table that Garcia was handcuffed to and let them walk back out. As she closed the door, she returned her focus back to her file, seemingly uninterested in the man's prescence. She finally dropped the open file onto the table along with the boxes and scraped the metal chair along the concrete floor and sat down.

The room was simple enough, sufficient white lighting, bare concrete walls and the glass one sided mirror off to the corner. She finally fixated her gaze on him. "I'm going to make you a deal…. one that I suggest you take, because with all the shit I have on you Jesus himself wouldn't look twice at you" she stated, her voice devoid of any emotion. Arizona took a deep breath in "You see…." she continued "I wonder how your jail buddies would feel if they knew YOU were the one giving info to the FBI, NOW THAT! that would be first class entertainment. I could just discontinue my Netflix account and come visit you, just to poke the beast a little… flash my badge around…."

"Oh stop with the goddamn theatrics Robbins! just tell me what the deal is!" he grumbled "What the hell do you want me to do! what do you want to know?" he screamed causing Arizona to just laugh uncontrollably. This proved to unsettle him even further. Once Arizona managed to get herself under control "Garcia, don't you see?… I already have everything I need. This room is just a formality." she leaned forward in her chair and placed her clasped her hands on the table "You might as well just do yourself a favour and admit some of these things and I will see if the judge can help you"

"So you're playing pin the tail on the fucking donkey with me" he grumbled. Arizona just sighed "Well we could always just hand you back to your gang and suggest that you're the rat. I'm sure they will be thrilled to have you back. Take the deal because your two little fools have already sold you out." At the new declaration, Garcia's nonchalant facade disappeared and he sat there wide eyed.

"There's been some trouble in the gang because one of our warehouse arrangements got compromised. We have a board member at Torres Inc. on our payroll and apparently one of the other board members found out and was starting problems. After that warehouses all over just started burning down like dominos" He admitted and slowly licked his lips before continuing "Boss held a spontaneous meeting last week and he didnt even pitch up, sent his errand boy to tell us that we needed to take care of this little 'problem' as soon as possible, Thats all I know" He leant back and shifted in his chair. Arizona ran her hand through he blonde hair and massaged the back of her neck. She shifted her gaze to the glass window, In reality they had nothing on the guy except some allegations but nothing actually was something. Arizona straigthened out again and continued "Who is the board member that you're targetting?" he sighed and muttered "Carlos' daughter, the older one, has a wierd ass name I can't even remember" he shrugs as though he were discussing weather reports. Arizona got up from her chair and looked at the glass window and nodded. Moments later Alex and Hunt came in. "Take over for me, I need to see Webber" she ordered and with that she left

Arizona make a beeline through the bullpen for the small staircase that would lead her to Webber's office. She knocked lightly on the open door before entering. The office was modern with a few of Webber's personal momentos on shelves and his main desk "Robbins, how is it that everytime I send you out you come back with a larger bruise than the last time?" It was true and Arizona subconsciously reached to rub her nape. It was one of her many nervous habits. Webber had taken to becoming the father figure role for her after Daniel had passed. To some extent he even blamed himself for the man's death as he was the one who promised the Robbins family that he would return safely. "Can I sit sir?" she asked and he gestured for her to take the empty seat across from him. she began to inform him of the developments that have been made in the case. When she had finished, she noticed Webber didn't even seem to flinch at the information. He finally looked up from the file he was perusing and sighed "I assume you feel the innate need to go protect this woman now, don't you?" he rested his hand on his fist and waited for her to respond. She simply nodded her head without looking at him. "Arizona" he said. This made her head shoot up to look at him, he always called her Robbins, calling her by her first name meant that she knew that this was a more serious situation than he was making it to be "Something has been going on at Torres Inc. for a while now and it was kept under wraps because of the severity of the situation. Carlos' oldest daughter was hospitalized this morning which finally got him to realise that something wasn't right. I'm going to let you work on this case, only you are going to protect the youngest Torres, Callie" Arizona tried to protest but Webber just gave her a stern look "we already have agents on the rest of the family besides the youngest, so work the case or leave it, you can take two memebers from your team and that's it. This is a small operation and is need know only. Am I clear?" he stated

"Crystal, Thank you sir". With that she left his office and went to research everything she could related to the Torres family and their business, because what she could find here was what her enemy could too and she needed the upper hand