They fit each other, in a weird way.

It was hard to say who had been more surprised by that, if she or Simon.

Truth was when she got out of the helicopter, meeting the top ranking officers of the Task Force for the first time, the only thing that had gone through her head while she shook his hand was the weirdness of the skull balaclava.

Not because he was wearing it, exactly, but because he was wearing it off-duty. Or as off-duty as it got in The One Four One.

Didn't he get hot underneath it? The temperature was anything but cold, where they were.

The first time she saw him without it, she didn't know who he was before he spoke. A wild thought crossed her mind: he didn't get hot at all, because, honestly, he was hot.

Rebel thoughts aside, she had found his company comfortable.

And they clicked.

The whole Task Force clicked, in fact. It was exhilarating to work with such a good team. They functioned like a well-oiled machine, even when things went bad, and more often than not they went really badly, especially when she was involved.

But Ree and Simon, they clicked differently. More profoundly, more soul to soul.

Simon had not been expecting that either. After all he had gone through, he had lost the hope of finding someone like that.

He was immensely pleased that he had a good team and he hadn't been searching for anything else besides that.

And then she had arrived.

While there had been some raised eyebrows at the news that their new FNG would actually be a Fucking New Girl, there had been no noteworthy reactions from the team. They had all served with women before, this was nothing new.

If anything, there was the same curiosity of what she would bring to the team. Everyone brought something new and she would be no different.

Taking weirdly delicate steps that reminded him of a panther prowling only with less killing intent, she was on the short side, with blonde hair up in a ponytail and, after she took off her sunglasses, had eyes as dark as he had ever seen.

Which was surprising with her light skin and equally light hair. But he had found the combination pleasing to the eye. Different but good.

A mission later and she had almost died, survived and then saved all of their asses.

A/N: Just establishing some things ;)
I've always found it hilarious that Roach is ALWAYS almost dying. Poor dude, or in this case, dudette :P
Chapters get more interesting as they move on, though they're just drabbles, more than anything. Will post more soon!