"Thanks for your help, Dominick!" I roll my eyes at him once we are back at my old home and my father has retired to go to sleep.
Sonny laughs a little, keeping his voice low "I'm not going to stand up to an FBI agent, you crazy?" He asks, his smile still wide.
"Retired FBI!" I remind him.
"What's the big deal?" He asks back "Now we can sleep in beds that aren't stained and take a shower with good pressure. I'm fine with it." He says like that's that.
"But it's not your dad's house we're staying at. Ugh, you're annoying." I roll my eyes yet again and walk out of the living room and towards my old bedroom.
"Night Maddy!" Sonny calls back to me and I turn to give him a death glare at the nickname he used. I see him try to hide the smile and laughter and continue storming away from him.
I close the door to my room and get ready for bed. I set the alarm and hop into the queen size bed. I fall asleep almost as soon as my head hits the pillow. "Grey, wake up!" A call from outside my bedroom door wakes me up.
I hear my alarm next to me going off and turn it off, grumbling towards my door "come in" I mutter.
"You always such a heavy sleeper?" Sonny asks me, fully dressed and already set to go.
I rub my eyes "Yeah, I'm a a pretty heavier sleeper. I'll be ready in 15." I look at the clock on my wall.
"Make sure your brush out that rat's nest." He points towards me and shuts the door on his way out.
15 minutes later I am in the kitchen, pouring some coffee into a travel mug and heading to the training. My father has already gone for the day, retired but still consulting for the FBI. "Just so you know, I'll probably know every agent here today. They'll be a lot of hand shaking for you." I give him a heads up.
"You really grew up around everyone in Washington?" He asks.
"I've met a president or two, yah." I beam sarcastically as if it's something most people brag about. He chuckles back and the rest of the drive consists of him asking me questions about the FBI.
As soon as we walk into the building I am met with agent Livingston and Agent Morgan "Little Maddy Grey! How are you doing?" Livingston comes over and hugs me.
"Hi Michael!" I say to him. "Hi Derek." I look over to an old friend.
"Long time Maddison." He smiles his perfect smile towards me and embraces me in a long hug. "Surprised to see you back here."
"Oh, I'm sure my father had some strings pulled to get me here for this training." I smile as we part and turn to introduce them to Sonny "this is my partner, Sonny Carisi." He shakes hands with the two of them.
"I hope you're taking care of this girl in the big apple, it could be a scary place." Morgan comments to him.
I slap Morgan on the arm "you know well enough I can take care of myself."
He chuckles in response "you sure can. It's good to see you Maddison." He squeezes my arm just a bit and him and Michael leave the two of us standing there.
"Better get signed in." I turn to Sonny who is looking at me strangely "what?" I ask a bit self conscious.
He just shrugs and walks away towards the sign in desk. 15 minutes later we are in our seats and waiting for the training to get started. Morgan and Michael walk out into the room and everyone sits up, ready to learn more about the behavior of serial killers. Unfortunately, Morgan calls on me more than enough times to answer questions the other agents and detectives can't answer. They dismiss us for an hour lunch at 11:30 and Sonny and I make our way to the cafeteria "why would they send you here? It sounds like you could teach the class." Sonny asks once we are seated.
I take a bite and wait to answer till I finish chewing "my father probably called the department, told them about the training. Gave them enough spots for NYPD officer's to make sure I was one of them."
"So, you and your father don't get along?" He asks with food in his mouth.
I shrug my right shoulder "I mean, we have our differences. He doesn't understand why I would not want to be in the FBI. He lives and breathes the department, wanted everything he had for me." I say.
"Doesn't he understand though, after what happened to your mother?" He asks me.
"Whenever I try to talk about it with him he shuts it down, won't go into it." I explain further, putting it more on my dad than me.
He keeps eating "can you blame him?" He asks, "I bet he's torn up about what happened."
"Yea, but I do blame him." I spit out before I can shut my mouth.
Sonny drops his fork, wipes his mouth and looks at me " you wanna talk about it?"
I shake my head "definitely not. I just wanna get through these next 3 days without fighting with him."
"I'll do what I can to help." He picks his fork back up and continues eating. After we finish eating we return to the room to prepare to start the second session. A few moments before it starts I spot Morgan sneak in the back row of the seats.
I excuse myself past Sonny and go over to where Morgan is sitting, rubbing his chin with his hand "shouldn't you be up there?" I ask him.
"I got someone covering this half of the presentation." He smiles at me, raising his eyebrows two times. I eye him but I soon notice my old flame Spencer come out onto the stage. "Morgan." I whisper and nudge him. He tries to hide his laughter by faking a cough. "Why?" I ask, trying to hide my smile. Things ended amicably between us but I was told it wasn't easy for Spencer to move on. I was his first girlfriend after Mauve died, and when he loves, he loves with everything he has.
"Shh." He hushes me as the presentation starts.
I push him once more in the shoulder and quickly make my way back to my seat next to Sonny "everything okay?" he asks me once I'm seated.
I look apologetically to the few people looking around me and respond back "just a little game, it's all good."
A little while into his lecture a person asks a question about a recently caught female serial killer. Spencer takes the opportunity to ask the audience a statistical question. "Does anyone know what the statistic is for female serial killers?" He asks.
The crowd is quiet and I can see the smile growing on Spencer's face. Although I hate to burst his smart little bubble this is a fact I do know and say it out loudly enough for everyone to hear "9.2%"
"Exactly! Who said that?" He looks into the crowd, trying to see past the lights shining down on him. "Maddison?" He asks once he see's me.
"Hi agent." I say, keeping a calm composure as everyone around stares at us.
"Uhm." He coughs, getting back to his lecture "Yes, 9.2% of serial killers are women." He keeps going, his pace quickening as he goes forward. He occasionally looks towards where I am sitting, barely able to see me over the bright lights. About 3 hours later "we're a bit early to dismiss, does anybody have any questions?" He asks.
A few hands go up and he along with Michael and Morgan answer them easily. At the end of the applause the lights go up and I stand up along side Sonny. "I should go say hi." I mutter under my breath to Sonny.
"Sure." He says, walking down the few steps towards the floor where they are standing and shaking hands. "Great lecture." Sonny reaches his hand out to shake Spencer's.
Spencer looks down at his hand then back to his face "Thank you." He says.
I come out from behind Sonny "he doesn't like to shake hands, he has a thing with germs." I inform him, going past to give him a hug. "Hi Spence" I say wrapping my arms around him.
"Hey Maddison, I didn't know you were coming to this." He says back awkwardly.
When I release I look up to meet his eyes "I was thinking my father has something to do with me being here but now I'm thinking Morgan had something to do with it." We both look over to our friend who is smiling wide as he steals glances our way while talking to another officer.
"Damn it Derek." I hear him mutter under his breathe. "Well, I'm glad you both can be here, it's a great seminar."
"It sure is." I respond "you did well up there." I encourage him "you look good." I also add on.
"Thanks. You do too." He says back. Spencer catches on to Sonny's awkward stance and re introduces himself "Dr. Reid." He smiles with a nod "did you enjoy the lecture?" He asks him.
"Yes, very much. You guys are really quiet amazing." Sonny flatters him.
Spencer goes to respond but Morgan comes over, wrapping his arm around Spencer with a wide grin "what do we all say to grabbing a bite to eat?"
"I uhh, I don't know." I respond, not wanting to make Spencer uncomfortable.
"Oh come on, get a bite with your old friends." Morgan puts on the guilt "you left us once, don't do it again."
"Fine." I fake smile to hide the real one. "We'll meet you guys at The Pub in an hour." I say to the two of them and they nod their heads to agree. Sonny and I leave and make our way to the car. "You don't have to come to this Sonny." I say as we get in.
"Of course I do, I can pick the brains of two FBI agents who are in the BAU unit, one whose clearly a genius. It'll be great!" His smile is wide "I've read about him, he's a wiz!"
"You would say that." I roll my eyes at his random fanboying moment. "So, is there a history between you and one of these two?" He asks without hesitation. I eye him from the side and he asks "or both of the two?"
"Excuse you," I correct him "no I was not with both of them." He looks to me like I wasn't saying everything and I sigh out reluctantly "I dated Spencer for a little over a year, happy?" I ask sarcastically.
"Bad blood?" He asks.
I shake my head "not at all. I was offered a job at the BAU for when I graduated but we knew that wouldn't work, it just wasn't going to last." I explain briefly "but it's okay, we've been broken up for a few months now and I heard he might have already moved on!" I say, remembering the text I got from Penelope a few weeks ago.
"And are you?" He asks.
I am taken back by his question and answer "I guess, yah."
"You don't sound to confident about that." He returns.
"No, I am." I say back, just now realizing how true it is. "Things are going good in New York, I'm happy there." I confirm to him.
"Good, I don't need a new partner." He says back with a smile as I drive to my old home so we can change and make it to dinner on time.