-Tuesday-

"You're grounded and that's the end of it." Dad said as we walked down the stairs into the living room.

"You're never on my side are you? You never let me do anything! Or go anywhere!"

"You go to school and hang out with your friends."

"Yeah as long as they come to my house. "

"Then they're under my rules. No drugs, no alcohol, and no underage sex."

"If this is about keeping me safe, you already failed. I have bullet wounds and a bash to the head to prove it."

"That wasn't my fault."

"No, it was Neal's because he stole the treasure and Keller wanted it, so he used us against you. That was some protection Dad." I said as there was a knock on the door.

"Neal." Dad said answering the door.

"Hey Peter. So, about the case-"

"No, she's not a part of it, end of story."

"What case? I can help." I asked.

"Kat, you're grounded."

"I have nothing better to do."

"No, I'm not going to watch my daughter do drugs right in front of me."

"Dad, come on. Three of my friends died from that. I want to help!"

"I said no!"

"Peter, we need her and you know it." Neal said.

"I will not put her life in danger."

"My life's already in danger, I'll just be more involved this time. Dad I want to justify my friends."

"We should go, don't want to be late for work." Neal said.

-The Bureau-

"Peter-"

"Drop it Neal. Kat is not doing it."

"But we need her."

"No, they want her."

"You're always telling her to chase after her dream Peter. Ever since you found out that she wanted to be FBI you've done nothing but teach her the basics. Why not put them to good use, and if something goes really bad we'll pull her out and blow the whole operation." Neal said.

Peter thought long and hard on what Neal said. Finally he shook his head and said, "I wouldn't hear the end of this, will I?"

"No."

"Fine, but we do it under my rules." Peter said picking up the phone.

-3 Hours Later-

"Dad, I got it. Take enough to know it's the real deal. I can handle it." I said.

"Okay. And if-"

"If I am or even think I am, use the safe word and I'll be pulled right out. I got it."

"Okay. Know, you got the watch?"

"Wearing it." I said holding up my wrist.

"Cash?"

"Pocket."

"Okay. Let's get the show on the road."

I walked out of the van and started walking down the street and into an old abandoned building, and see a ton of people packing up a lot of powder. Let's get the show on the road… I can do this. I can do this.

"Hey, isn't your father FBI?" One of the thugs that asked walking out of a room, "I asked you a question. Aren't you Agent Peter Burke's Daughter?"