Don Eppes was awakened by the shrill ringing of his phone. He blinked his eyes open and squinted carefully at the clock. It was three in the morning and he sighed. He knew that whatever the news was on the other end of the phone meant that his sleep was over. He groaned and picked up his phone.
"Eppes."
"Don, it's David. We have a crime scene we need you at. East side of LA near the corner of 33rd and Broad."
"I'm on my way." Don quickly dressed, grabbed his gun and badge, and wished that he had time to make coffee. He locked his door, climbed into his vehicle, hit his lights and made the drive to the address in thirty minutes. The warehouse that resided on that corner was deserted. That was Don's first impression. No other police cars or FBI vehicles or agents.
"What the.." Don was about to get out and look around when his phone rang. Checking the caller ID he found that it was Megan.
"Yea?"
"What is the deal, Don? You wake me up after precious few hours of sleep and send me to an empty field with no one else around. There certainly isn't a crime scene here!"
"Whoa! Megan slow down! I'm over by 33rd and Broad. David called me about half an hour ago, said there was a crime scene here. There isn't." There was a long pause before Megan spoke again.
"I'm calling the others. You didn't call me, but it certainly sounded like you. Meet you at the office." Don disconnected the call and headed toward headquarters. He was tired, confused, and in desperate need of coffee.
When he arrived at FBI headquarters he noted that Megan's car was already there as was David's and Colby's. He briefly wondered how they had gotten there so fast, but then pushed into the building and headed toward their bullpen. He found his other team members in the small kitchen area and moved to join them. Megan looked up at him with tired eyes as David handed him a coffee mug.
"Good morning."
"There's nothing good about this morning." Was Don's irritable reply. They slowly made their ways into their work areas. Megan's mouth quirked briefly at Don's statement.
"True. Turns out that David and Colby were also called to crime scenes that don't exist. By you Don."
"But it wasn't me."
"It was someone who sounded exactly like you." Don let his eyes close briefly. He was getting a headache.
"So we've got someone that sounds like me- calling very early in the morning that sends you to three different locations-with no crime scenes. Someone that sounds like David calls me and sends me to a non existent crime scene. Where does that put us?" Don spoke to the room at large, he wanted sleep.
"A long day at the office instead of at a crime scene?" Colby offered with a wan smile. Don looked at his three teammates.
"What a way to start the day. I need more coffee." Don moved to go get it as Megan, David, and Colby sat trying to wake up a little more before starting a long day trying to figure out what was going on.
A/N Kind of a short chapter. Next ones will be longer.