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Frank swore as he hit another red light, Chicago traffic on a Monday was the worst. Turning to his left he smirked at the man banging at his head on the steering wheel, probably going to be late for work. Speaking of work, he was defiantly going to be late for his. Finally, he got a move on arriving exactly on time, jumping out of his car he headed into their building. Frank has been in command of NCU for two years now and as much as he missed the solo action he found himself happy at his current position. As he entered the building he smirked at the bickering coming from his team, apparently Jake had a long night.
"Morning, briefing in five." Frank announced as he made his way up to his office.
Jake frowned as he watches him leave. The team was still at a lost with him, yeah the man was a great leader, good friend, and an amazing agent, but he withheld too many secrets. After the mission to extract Armando Orive they confirmed he used to be CIA, but they also learned he would do anything to keep them safe. The thing was that every time they-meaning Jake-would bring up the subject on his past, Frank would shut down becoming distant from weeks at a time. Not only that, but for the past two years Cody has yet to crack his file.
'I swear that damn file has more security the forts Knox's.' Jake mused, groaning how much he hated Monday every one stopped what they were doing, grabbing coffee and headed towards the table. Frank walked down and into his seat, Alex sat down next to him handing Frank a cup of coffee thanking her he waved at Monica to begin.
"Jose Martinez, a well-known drug dealer age 33. Jose has been linked to at least a dozen murders and rapes, but because of little to no evidence they haven't been able to book him." Monica began pictures of the criminal and victims popping up on their 40" screens.
"Our job is to infiltrate his organization and gather Intel." Frank said moving to stand in front of the table. "We will not be working alone." That got everyone's attention on him.
"What do you mean not alone?" Jake asked somewhat hesitant.
Frank sighed. "We will be working with the BAU."
"BAU?" Alex asked her brow's knitted in confusion.
"Behavior analysis unit." Cody answered rolling his eyes at the dumb look in his co-workers faces. "In simply words a bunch of Monica's." That earned him a slap on the head by said women.
"So FBI? That's just great!" Alex scoffed.
"Li-" Frank was cut off.
"Frank we can't! Last time we worked with the feds Monica was kidnapped, our headquarters were invaded, and you were shot six times! Six times!" Jake growled.
"Not to mention they didn't even send you flowers." Cody said quickly shutting up at the glare Frank sent him.
"Listen I know we don't have the best record with the FBI, but please try and make this work. All we have to do is go in, grab the Intel, and get out nothing more nothing less. They will do the rest." Frank plead he hated this as much as they did. He brought his hand to his chest flinching at the contact.
"Who will we answer to?" Alex asked with a deep breath.
"To me and only me, I will try and keep you at a distant from them. Jake and Alex will be going in, Monica do what you do best and Cody you are in charge of sound and picture." Frank ordered. "Okay then let's go we leave in an hour." Frank gathered the files ushering Monica away.
"Were too exactly?" Monica asked slapping him on the arm.
"Quantico then San Diego to a house I have. So don't bother on finding a hotel Cody." Seeing their eyebrows raised Frank sighed. "A while back I bought a house just outside the city. I don't use it, but it's been kept running." Frank explained.
"CIA." Jake asked well more like stated. Frank's jaw clenched as he gave a stiff nod before leaving for his office.
Monica slapped Jake on the head. "You need to drop that subject." She hissed.
Jake scoffed. "Like you don't want to know?"
"What ever happen in the past it that the past. Frank is one hell of a leader; he's saved us all on many occasions. You keep prying and pushing him like that and you will drive him away. So back off agent Shaw." With one last glare she walked away.
Jake sat there in shock Monica never talked to him or anyone that way, but he really shouldn't be that surprised they were all overprotected when I came to their team mates and frank was no exception. Looking to his left he shrunk at the looks he was getting from Cody and Alex as they gathered their equipment.
"Guess she's right." Letting out a breath, he went to help Alex with the weapons. They would be leaving in two hours.