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Elizabeth grumbled to herself as she pulled the parka closer to her in the Siberian tundra. Most old people retired to Boca but not her father…he decided to drop off grid and as much as she loved that he didn't just move to die in the sun, she detested visiting him since no cars could make it to the house forcing her to walk the three miles from the train station. She noticed the lights off in the distance and began to walk faster. She had forgotten her ear muffs and mittens and she felt like all her appendages could fall off any moment.
As she moved closer she could see the lights dancing in the sky but they seemed brighter than normal. Growing nervous, Liz began walking faster and as she crossed into the clearing she spotted the fire engulfing the cabin, her father's cabin. She began to run towards the house but paused as she heard a faint ringing. She couldn't decide if it was real ringing or simply her ears buzzing from the cold but as she spotted the black cell phone half covered in snow she ran to it and pushed the talk button,
"Who is this?" she growled angrily.
"Your worst nightmare," the man growled in Korean.
"Choe Yong Rim. We made a deal, you signed the contract," Liz snarled, recognizing his voice.
"So what," he states in English as he laughs menacingly.
"You do realize that I am now within my bounds to give up your government secrets to the NSA, to my ex-husband. I know how much he'd love to kill you."
"Hmmm, well, good luck with that," she hears him state before hanging up. The phone buzzes before a picture appears on the phone, it's obviously taken by a spy, and wait… that's a picture of her ex-husband but right next to him…that's her half-brother.
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"I'm so bored," Morgan grumbled, standing beside Chuck and Casey at the nerd herd desk.
"Suck it up," Casey growls annoyed.
"Yeah buddy. There aren't always missions," Chuck agrees.
"Son," Big Mike shouts coming toward him.
"Yes sir," Morgan responds, falling into default. It was hard to think of him as a subordinate.
"You've got a candidate for the job position."
"What job position?" Chuck asks confused.
"Greta's," Morgan responds, "I'm tired of these CIA nerd herd girls always being named Greta and changing assignments, we need an actual nerd herder who can be around when Chuck here's gone on an "install" since I can't depend on Jeff and Lester."
Chuck and Casey both nod in agreement as they watch Morgan walk toward his office.
"Hi, sorry about that," Morgan apologizes walking inside and closing the door slowly behind him.
"Oh it's fine," she responds standing from her spot and shaking the manager's hand. Morgan gives her the once over. She's tan but not too tan, with dark brown hair parted to the left. She wasn't incredibly tall but in her heals she was still taller than Morgan. She was pretty enough, but Morgan only had eyes for Alex so it didn't matter much. What worried him were Jeff and Lester. He glanced out the blinds but didn't see them. Apparently they hadn't been informed. Good, she wasn't scared away yet.
"So let's begin," Morgan stated, sitting behind his desk and grabbing the questions. "Your resume saws that your name is Elizabeth Greenwood and you're from Florida. You went to a community college there and graduated a couple of years ago with a degree in Criminology. Why do you want to work at the Buy More?"
"I haven't really done anything with my degree. I just need a job."
"I want to play a little game," Morgan started glancing up at her to see her reaction. Other than confusion crossing the eyebrows…nothing; good sign. "I'm going to ask you a series of questions and you're going to tell me what you think of first," she still looked simply confused, "One: Computers?"
"Circuit boards."
"Okay, Two: Electronics?"
"Tinkering."
"Helping?"
"Customer Service."
"Fulcrum?"
"Lever."
"Ring?"
"Wedding."
"Vulcov?"
"Vodka."
Government?"
"Democracy? I'm sorry, but what do these questions have to do with fixing computers in an electronics' store?"
"It's something corporate makes us do," Morgan shrugs dismissively.
"Okay," she states bored.
"You're hired," Morgan stated happily.
"That's it?" she asked curiously.
"That's it," he confirmed. "It really doesn't matter who trains you. Just pick anyone you want in the store," he states leading her toward the door to his office, before spotting Jeff, "Maybe not him though."
"Yeeeaaahhh," she agreed slowly, tapping her temple with her index finger, laughing, "I figured that one out on my own."
I sighed as I left the manager's office, he seemed nice enough but I couldn't trust him, then again I never trusted anyone except for…
"Hello," the one known as Jeff leers, his eyes half closed as he blocks the aisle.
"Um excuse me I need to find someone," I begin.
"What about us?" another one asks curiously as he spins around from behind Jeff. As he eyes me, he stops and we seem to stare at each other.
"Lizzy?" Lester questions curiously.
"Lester?" I questions back.
"What are you doing here?" Lester shouts excited, giving me a big hug, causing everyone nearby to look toward us nervously. "Mission?" he whispers curiously. I nod and he smiles, responding, "Cool." I follow him as he walks aimlessly around the store, "So why are you here?"
"Mission. You already figured that out," I respond confused.
"But for what?" he asks again.
"You know I can't actually tell you right," I smirk.
"Not even who sent you?" he questions.
"I am currently working for the Buy More," I respond seeing his eyes narrow angrily.
"But why?" he whines.
"It doesn't matter," I respond, "But no one can know that we're related understand?"
"Yeah," he answers.
"So are you going to be the one who trains me then or…?"
"Hell no," he cuts me off, "There's no way that's happening. Go find Chuck…he should be around here somewhere." Then suddenly he's gone.
I'm standing in the middle of Buy More with no idea who Chuck is and my half-brother just ditched me to avoid work. I sigh, walking toward my new Nerd Herd counter and noticed a man sitting behind the desk. "Hi, are you Chuck?"
"That I am," he responded, his eyes half closing for a second before opening wide, "So…um…who are you?"
"Oh sorry, I'm Elizabeth Greenwood, the new Nerd Herder," I answered, holding out my hand. He shook it tentatively almost nervously. I shrugged it off, "The manager told me to find a nerd herder to train me and well, frankly, you're the only one that doesn't scare me."
"Oh…uh thanks."
"Um we have a problem," Chuck shouted nervously, running down the stairs to Castle. Spotting Casey and Sarah at the conference table on video chat with Beckman, he runs to the table panting.
"What is it Bartowski," Casey growled, annoyed.
"I flashed…" Chuck began.
"What?" Sarah yelled, jumping up alarmed.
"Who?" John asked grabbing the gun off the table.
"It's the new nerd herder that Morgan hired. I flashed on her; her code name is The Invisible Woman."
"The Invisible Woman is working at the Buy More?" Beckman asked alarmed.
"Apparently," Chuck responded, "Who exactly is she, her data was blocked even for the Intersect all I saw was copies of barely readable contracts of some sort."
"She calls herself a contractor," Beckman responded, "She isn't with any specific agency but she's worked for the FBI, CIA, NSA, DEA, ATF, MI6, along with Chinese, Japanese, Australian, Canadian, North and South Korean, and Russian intelligence. Both for and against US government agencies."
"So then what do we do about her? If we don't know who hired her and we don't know why she's here, we can't figure out if she's here to harm us or help us?" Chuck deduced out loud.
"Wow that was brilliant, Bartowski," Casey growled, "Just keep an eye on her until my shift starts and then I'll see if I can get anything out of her."
"Easier said than done," Chuck replied nervously, "What if she knows I'm the intersect?"
"Then activate your watch, idiot," Casey sighed, "Now get back to work before one of the other idiots notices." Chuck looks to where Casey is watching to see Jeff and Lester talking to the new Elizabeth/Invisible Woman Nerd Herder, her back to the screen. "You might want to get up there."
"Soooo," Jeff starts, "You're the new Nerd Herder." He saddles up against her putting his arm around her.
"Leave her alone," Lester starts, glaring at his best friend.
"Why?" Jeff asks confused, "I already called dibs on the new girl before she was even hired, that was the deal."
"Well deal's off," Lester shouts angrily, "No one in the Buy More dates her…understood."
"Lester!" Elizabeth shouts angrily, before stopping and realizing that she shouldn't know who he is, "I don't know who you are but you're not my keeper. I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself. I don't need you keeping people at bay. I am a black belt in tai kwon do, I can deal with men myself."
Lester stepped back at her outburst before realizing his mistake, his sister was a trained spy and assassin…she could certainly take care of Jeff. He should have been more worried about his best friend getting to close to her…he could lose an arm. "Whatever," he shrugs dismissively, "The assistance was a one time deal… don't expect anything like it in the future." Figuring he kept himself sounding like himself, Lester walked past her and felt her nudge him as he made his way by. He walked normally to the break room figuring he could make up with Jeff later…it wouldn't be a big deal.
He sat at the table sadly, his head in his hands. He'd almost ruined her cover already. He remembered when they were in middle school and he was still living with her. It had been an awkward situation…that was for sure. His mother had always had a problem with men. He was born of one man and not even an entire year later she had divorced his father and married another man…Elizabeth's Dad, having Lizzy later on that same year. Well, she hadn't been called Elizabeth then. The name on her birth certificate was Marta…Marta Zulow. Since Lester had never known his birth father, he had always thought of Marta's Dad as his Dad but when they were both in Middle School, they got divorced and Marta stayed with her Dad while Lester went with his Mom.
Not long after, Marta was put into a co-ed military academy, while Lester had gone to a public school three states away. But even though their parents had no idea, they still tried to keep in touch. She had told him that she changed her name when she went to the military school…just in case. Eventually, after she graduated high school she told him that she was being recruited into the CIA but she turned it down. Well not so much turned it down but flat out refused when they told her that they could not only not ensure her families safety but that she wouldn't even be allowed to contact them. Fleeing from the US government she graduated at multiple universities under aliases and trained with some of the best sensei's in the world. Eventually, she went back to the CIA and proposed something that was unheard of. That she would assist in any operation that needed her but after the operation was over she would be free again. That she was able to work for any organization she pleased but that any intelligence she had would not affect any other missions.
Eventually she became known as the Invisible Woman as her contracts were made of an untraceable and unnoticeable invisible ink that only she was able to reveal. She was the most sought after "agent" by both friends and enemies of the US government. Her brain contained more Intel than the Intersect and the fact that she was in Burbank was going to get the attention of the US government. Lester trusted her judgment but at the same time was incredibly nervous about the possibility of CIA agents entering his life.
Needing something to eat, he pulled the wad of one's out of his pocket and noticed a piece of paper drop to the floor. Opening it, he read:
Richard,
Meet ing you was like a breath of fresh air on a dark lonely night. But this is me
at my lowest point and I can't take it anymore. This house is my prison and my
house of cards doesn't seem to want to stay or fall. I want to see you one last time at
9 before I board the plane to France. I can't stand to see you anymore after tonight.
Love,
Yolanda
(458) 576-7284
Recognizing the fake love letter immediately, Lester began to read the real message:
Richard,
Meet ing you was like a breath of fresh air on a dark lonely night. But this is me
at my lowest point and I can't take it anymore. This house is my prison and my
house of cards doesn't seem to want to stay or fall. I want to see you one last time at
9 before I board the plane to France. I can't stand to see you anymore after tonight.
Love,
Yolanda
(458) 576-7284
"Meet me at my house at 9 tonight," Lester whispered to himself, "4856 24th street." Lester smiled at the code they had thought up in elementary. He was sure someone could probably crack it but he wasn't too worried. It didn't seem like anyone was really looking for her as of yet. Perhaps it would be just nice brother/sister bonding time. Although when it came to Lizzy he knew it was never simple or easy. "See you tonight", he whispered, placing the note back into his pocket and completely forgetting the wad of dollar bills on the table as he left the break room.