Author's note: I tried to keep the feeling of the show with including an actual case, it's not the best but its the best i could come up with.


"I guess I'm not getting any sleep tonight then" she said to herself then rolled off the mattress onto the floor and to her feet.

She opened the fridge and pulled out the milk, got the coffee and sugar from the cupboards then looked for the kettle. They didn't have one yet so she searched for a pan to boil the water in. Luckily she had one unusually large pan. She put a drop of water in then let it heat on the stove whilst she got changed into black boots, grey trousers and light pink shirt with a white camisole underneath. She came out from the bedroom and the water was boiling she grabbed a mug from one of the boxes and put some coffee and sugar into the mug and then tipped the pan slightly to get the water into the mug. She missed the mug altogether and poured the hot water all over the kitchen units and floor, just missing herself. She sighed and searched for a spare towel in the boxes. All she could find was the towel she had used the previous night.

"This will have to do for now", she lay the towel on the floor and let it soak up the water and give up on the coffee. She glanced at her watch again, which this time read 7:34am. This meant she had to leave now if she at least wanted to be on time. She fished through the opened box in her room and picked up her FBI I.D card and her badge. She hadn't been given her new gun yet, this she would receive when she arrived. She picked up a long black coat from the floor and swung it around her shoulders buttoning up the front on her way out.

It was cold outside, the wind blew her hair across her face and instantly froze her ears and nose. It was late autumn, nearing the end of October, and only growing colder by the day. She jumped into her car and started up the engine. She gave it a few minutes to warm then pulled out from her car parking space and out of the underground parking. She drove onto the street and made her way downtown to work. She pulled up outside the building and found a space a little further down the street. Caitlin turned off her engine and exited the car locking it after shutting the door. She left her black BMW X3 on the street and entered the FBI unit building. She walked up to reception and told them she was new and the woman at the desk informed her that she had to go firearms unit where she would be issued with a gun.

"and where exactly would that be?" Caitlin asked

"go down the hall and take the third door to your left, go down one flight of stairs and enter the second door to your right" she was old but seemed nice enough.

"Thank you" Caitlin replied with a smile then made her way to her new piece. Here she found an older man, short, fat bald.

"What can I do for you?" he asked sitting behind a metal gate

"I'm the new agent, here to pick up a gun" she said politely.

He pulled out a piece of paper and scanned down it "Agent Caitlin

Valentine?"

"Yep, that's me"

"You got any proof?" he asked

"Sorry?" she wasn't sure what he meant by that

"Proof of who you are"

"Oh, you mean my FBI I.D card?"

He nodded and didn't seem impressed that she was a bit slow to catch onto what he was saying. "Yeh sure" she continued.

She pulled out her card and showed it to the man, who looked at the picture and then her checking that they were the same. Then he got up and disappeared into the back room and shut the door behind him. She stood waiting a few minutes then sat on a chair that was against the wall behind her. Another ten minutes passed and the man finally arrived back with a handgun, a hip holster and a strap which goes around the shoulders to hold the guns in if you preferred them to be there. Before he handed them over he gave her a piece of paper and a pen.

"Sign here" he said plainly

"Okay" she took the pen and signed the paper and handed it back to him. Then he handed over the objects.

"Welcome to the New York FBI division, you'll find Agent Jack Malone on floor seven and don't worry, he's a good man" then he finally smiled

"Thanks" she said returning his smile.

She held onto what she had just been given in one hand then used the other to open the doors as she made her way up the flights of stairs. She could have taken the elevator but she saw no point as she was already on the stairs.

She finally made it to the seventh floor and opened the doorway from the stairs out onto it. The door shut behind her and she looked around at her new work environment. It was nice, large glass walls, wooden desks and tables, leather chairs and full of agents and workers just like her. She walked down the centre of the floors looking for any sign of an Agent Jack Malone. She found an office belonging to Supervisory special agent Malone but there was no one inside.

She stopped a passing man "Excuse can you tell me where I can find an Agent Malone?" she asked

He smiled and nodded "Sure Malone and his team are over on that big table over there" he answered pointing ahead by the window.

"Thanks" she said

"You new here?" he asked

"From today"

"Welcome aboard" he said and walked off.

She smiled to herself, it was a pretty good start nice people, then she looked at her watch which said little gone twenty past eight, minus the being late she thought to herself. She still had her gun and holsters in her hand and walked over to the table she had been directed to, about halfway there she didn't see a small bin in front of her, her foot hit the bin and she lost her balance completely. The bin skidded and she went to the floor throwing her gun and holsters across the floor. Jack Malone's team sitting at the table all stopped their conversation and turned to see a young woman lying on the floor. The two women from the team got from their chairs and rushed over to her. Kate lay on her back for a few seconds before she saw two females towering over her.

"Are you ok?" The smaller darker woman asked

Kate scrunched her face in pain and gently rubbed the back of her head, which she had just smacked on the ground.

"Yeh, I'm good. I just a few seconds" she replied

The slightly taller blonde woman offered her hand out.

"Come on" she said kindly.

Kate tried a small smile and took the hand which hauled her back up to her feat.

The smaller woman bent down and picked up her two holsters and passed them to her. Kate realised there was no gun and quickly scanned the floor for it. Then she saw the bottom of it sticking out from under the big centre table. She quickly walked up to it and bent under the table. The two younger men sat there and looked at each with an eyebrow raised at the new woman who was under the table. Then all of the sudden two hands appeared on the table with a gun in one. Then they hauled up the rest of her body and she stood up straight and was so embarrassed she had to fake a smile. The two women returned to their seats at the table and the whole group looked at her. Jack Malone, who hadn't said anything yet, studied her for a moment.

She was a dark brunette, slim, looked around 5ft5, long straight hair, no fringe, big blue eyes, very pretty, holding a gun and holsters in her hand, his new agent.

She suddenly felt nervous with all eyes on her.

"You my new agent?" he asked still studying her

"That's me" she replied shrugging her shoulders slightly.

"Take a seat" he instructed. She did as she was told and sat opposite him. Then he introduced the group to her going around the table.

"This is Danny Taylor"

He was a good looking guy, black spiky hair. Probably had no trouble getting a girlfriend when he wanted one. Looked like he was funny kind of guy that could make you laugh in a tough situation.

Next across was a "Martin Fitzgerald".

Name instantly rung a bell in her head. Fitzgerald was the name of the Deputy Director of the FBI, he worked with her father who she had met a numerous amount of times, not always on a good occasion, normally when she had gotten into trouble along the lines of her FBI duties, meaning Martin was probably his son. He was defiantly another good looking agent, looked intelligent, cute, just along as he wasn't too much like his father she was sure they'd get along great.

"Then we have Vivian Johnson"

she looked older then the others, about Jack's age. She looked very kind, a caring person. She could see Vivian dealing with the more emotional cases. Probably married, had a kid or two.

Finally the other side of Caitlin was "Samantha Spade".

Extremely pretty blonde. Kate wasn't really sure what to make of Samantha at first. She looked like a kind person but at the same time some one who was really focused on her job, some one that would do extremely well in her job.

"Everybody this is our new team member Special Agent Caitlin Valentine" Jack continued. "Moved from Washington D.C to work with us."

Danny Taylor interrupted him "Hang on a minute, Valentine as in Director of the FBI's daughter?"

"Yeh" she replied "Kinda like Fitzgerald, son of FBI deputy director Fitzgerald, right?" she asked looking towards Martin.

"Right" Martin confirmed, he seemed like he didn't need to be reminded of it.

"Anyway, now that's she's finally here we can get started. A woman named Victoria Hodgkin went missing last night on her way to work, according to her boyfriend she left the apartment little before 7pm, but never made it to work. He called it in earlier this morning. Work figured she'd skipped another shift but she never made it home either. I want us to separate into three groups. Vivian and I will go to her parents house, interview them see what we can find out. Sam I want you and Danny to go to her work, see if she was having any problems with customers or colleagues. Martin, you and Valentine go to her apartment, take a look around, interview her boyfriend. Anything interesting give me a call."

He turned to walk away then stopped as he pulled out a sheet of paper and handed it over to Caitlin. "It's a list of all the numbers you'll need, all of us, the unit itself, forensics, S.W.A.T, backup, things like that."

She scanned the paper and folded it up "okay, thanks"

He stood there waiting for her to do something then she clicked "Oh you want mine too?"

"It would be helpful, that way we can call you too"

Taylor and Fitzgerald looked at each other and smirked. She ignored them and scribbled down her cell and home number on a sheet and handed it back to him. He nodded as he took it then put on his jacket and headed away from the table towards the elevator. Vivian followed him and Samantha and Danny paired off together. Martin sat at the table waiting for Kate to get ready.

He watched her take her coat off and fasten her hip holster onto her belt then insert the gun into it, next to it looked like a small leather case which most probably held some kind of pocket knife, on the other side of her belt was her badge and her cell. She picked up her shoulder holster and looked around wondering where to put it. She looked at the desks and wasn't sure which one was hers, or if she even had one.

"Do I have a desk?" she asked.

"Next to mine, the front corner one is mine, yours is the other corner desk linked up to it. The one that has nothing on it but a computer might of gave you a hint" he replied

"Right, of course" she looked at the floor and walked over to her desk chucked the shoulder holster into the top draw which would do for now. Then back over to the centre table and put her long coat back on.

She stood there and looked at Martin "You ready now?" he asked raising his eyebrows.

"Waiting on you" she replied.

"Lets go then" he said standing up, grabbed his jacket off the back of his chair and they headed for the elevator.

"That wasn't the best first impression I could have had was it?" she asked wondering if she group already thought she was some kind of clumsy idiot.

"Let's just say I've seen better" he replied smiling to himself

"Are you kidding me, Mickey Mouse would have done better then me then" she sighed and entered the elevator ready to work on her first case.

Thoughts started running through her head, just wondering what it would be like… She was kind of excited.