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It was a typical day at the FBI office. Peter and Neal were trying to solve a piece of the crime that was placed a few days ago, everything was going fine until they got a call where a old crime that was suppose to be finished years ago came up. The case was the hardest case yet, the person that was behind the crimes was more than brilliant, he was beyond Intelligent!
Peter hung up the phone and gathered his team. "Look, I think were going to have to bring in someone. A good friend and someone with high intelligence, brighter than a lot of us. Neal, you have a few things my friend doesn't. That's why we keep you around."
"Gee, thanks." Neal added.
One of the agents replied with "What are you talking about? Who?"
"Remember "Lady"?" Peter said. "Who's Lady?" Neil asked. Peter remembered that Neil wasn't around when Lady had to help them with a case. "Lady was a Con-artist, like you Neil. Except she was the best, she left no trace of anything. But always left an "L" so we would remember who did it. She was a bit insane, but she was also impossible to catch."
"Well, how did you catch her?" Neil questioned.
"Well, actually it's funny you should ask that. We didn't, she came to us. Someone had been after her and she ended up in the Hospital. The Doctors claimed she had a rare type of illness, kind of like amnesia, I'll tell you the rest of it later, anyway we were going to lock her up in prison, but instead she asked if she could help us and work out hard crimes, that way she didn't have to go to jail and we'd be able to crack open the truth to some hard cases." Peter walked over to the phone and was about to call her.
"Oh, and Neil? Don't call Lady by her first name. Some things can trigger her mind, and she might be able to remember. It's just not best." Peter dialed the number.
"Then what do I call her?" Neil asked.
"Diamond. We called her that because the way her mind worked, was very sharp, a pure intelligence. An- Well Hello, Diamond. Yes, it has been awhile. I was calling you because I need you on a case. Yeah… yeah. Well come on up here to New York, when your not working on a case! Ok, see you then. Bye. " Peter Hung up the phone. "Well, Lady is coming tomorrow; Neil and I will go and pick her up."
It was the next day and Peter and Neil were waiting at the JFK airport. Peter wanted to come early, just incase. The plane from California was coming in at 9:35 and it was now 9:05.
"So why is Lady coming in from California?" Neil asked. "Well, after the case we had her do was finished, People from California needed her because they were having some hard cases that were almost impossible to solve. So we sent her there for a couple of years until, somebody else needed her."
It was Finally 9:35 and the plane had just landed. Lady came off the plane and ran to greet Peter. Diamond was beautiful, she had brown hair that she curled, and green wild eyes. Her lips were a rosy pink color and she had a Beige skin tone. Everything about her shined.
Peter said a while ago that when she was a Criminal, Lady loved to have this dark charming look on her.
She would have dark brown silky hair, striking wild green eyes, Red hot lips and tanned skin. She would usually look like a old Hollywood movie star in the 50's.
Lady was like a little kid, But also very serious at times. "Peter!" She ran towards him and gave him a great big hug. Peter hugged her back. She let go and started to talk "It's been so long! How is everything going with Work? How is Elizabeth doing? Is everyone well? What has been happening?" She was so excited. Peter laughed and answered "Work is going well, Elizabeth is fine, everyone is well and nothing but cases. Everything is fine, calm down." Peter smiled. Lady glanced over to see Neal by Peter's side.
"Oh my gosh! I'm sorry! I didn't see you there! I'm Diamond Lockswood." She shook his hand. "Are you new to the team?" Peter answered for Neil "Diamond, this is Neil. He's not a cop; He's a con-artist that is helping us out with cases. Almost like you." "Oh! Hi Neil." She smiled.
After the airport, they went out for lunch and went back to the office.
