Natara Williams
She had gotten the call that morning. The one to take her away. Her phone was ringing that morning. She had picked it up, seeing it was Chief Blair.
"Hello?" she had said, a greeting that would long be forgotten soon.
"Agent Williams. This is Chief Blare. I would like to inform you that we need you back very soon. As their are no breaks in the Genevieve Collins case, we'd like to call you back to work on other cases until something comes up. When do you think you can get a plane ticket to D.C.?"
She had then bit her lip, drawing blood. Of course, she had forgotten at some point or another that she would be called back. That this place which she called her home for the last few months was not where she resides truly. Nothing in her life was truly permanent.
"I don't know" she said, and she truly did not think she would every truly be ready to leave this place. "I need to wrap up some lose ends, pack things up". But really the explanation was 'Say some goodbyes'.
"Very well. Call when you find out". He had hung up, and Natara did also. The truth was she had become attached to the people she worked with, something she was never to do. Ken, Amy, Mal, even Kai. She knew getting attached was dangerous, that at any moment she would have to say goodbye. No warning, barely and explanation, just a simple 'goodbye forever' that wasn't so simple to say.