"If I were a police officer, I have the right to arrest you for what you are doing to me!"

"Don't listen to her, Rachel... She's toxic and not a good person..."

Pete Thornin was MacGyver's friend. We became friends immediately upon meeting each other. I was pleased, but the toxic memories were coming back, burdening my heart. MacGyver sat me in my seat and said, "Can I get you something to drink?"

I blushed a little, "Maybe some water."

MacGyver did a head nod and left me in the room with Pete, alone. Pete said, "You can trust MacGyver. I have known him for many years. We are a great team together."

I said, "I can see that in you. MacGyver has a compassionate spirit, how does he fit in this place?"

Pete answered, "Oh, he helps us retrieve refugees, or government documents, and rescue people in distress. Sometimes, he goes into disaster without any knowledge of it being there!"

I raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean?"

Pete chuckled, "What I mean is, he goes to a place he thinks is enterntainment and without knowing something bad, like robbery, shows up. You should see MacGyver when he makes stuff out of something just to get him out of trouble. He's really great at it!"

"Do I hear my name in vain?"

I turned to see MacGyver coming in a steaming cup. I was shocked as he placed it in front of me, "I got you some Hot cocoa. Helen thought it could clear your nerves a bit."

I didn't want to make him upset, but I sipped anyway after thanking him. MacGyver sat on the desk and said, "I told Pete everything you told me. Do you have anything else to tell me, Rachel? Telling us can help you a great deal."

I answered, "I know someone who wanted to arrest me when she becomes a cop when she got the training."

Pete made a face, "What?! You? I've known you for five minutes and you are a charming young lady. Fit for the presses, I can say that!"

I answered, "Not to this person. I now understand when people say about messaging, sometimes people take things the wrong way."

MacGyver answered, "Who is this person and how long was it?"

I answered, "Her name was Ema. She... Well, she started the 'beloved' friendship in 2016. Four years passed, everything began to slide out of luck. I began making comic movies and she didn't like any of the ideas I made. Claimed that I stole people's ideas, when they were one hundred percent my idea, my work, my script, my everything."

MacGyver made a snort, then said, "Sounds like a true friend."

I sighed, "She said I blackmailed her. In the end she had sex at 16 and wanted her 'partner' and I quote, I have sex with her on her seventeenth birthday. All she talked about for a month was about him, George. She didn't care about me... I told her to be careful. She's in 'protective' but still, even with protection, she could be pregnant. Then she called me and my family Muslims when we weren't... I told her to shut up and that I was going... to commit suicide."

MacGyver came in front of my face and said, "Just recently?"

I gulped, "In 2019, 2020... 2020, she put all my chats live everywhere and told people about me. She didn't allow me to vent, and said I didn't deserve to vent because I was the criminal and she was the victim."

Pete said sternly, "No, you aren't. No one has the right to mock one's religion. If I'm correct Muslims are a strict foundation..."

I said, "She lives in Czech Republic. She stole my ideas and my dreams so she could get the fame, I just know it."

MacGyver said, "It's been seven years... She probably is trying to get revenge on you, Rachel."

I said, "If she is, I got people to back me up! Well, I wish I remembered them..."

Pete said, "Why?"

I looked up in guilt, "They were online too."

MacGyver groaned and paced in the office, "Didn't you learn your lesson about talking to people online?!"

I answered, "These people Ema dealt with also. They told me she was a toxic person..."

Pete said, "I got her record right here... She's a spy in the military. Known for smuggling document, government related, out of several countries... MacGyver, she has also stolen documents from our country..."

MacGyver asked, "What kind?"

Pete read the outline and said quickly, "She's stealing missile documents and our security documents... Money filled agencies are being swindled by her. I never knew this 'til now."

I said slowly, "Then, she is a toxic person."

"Very toxic," Corrected MacGyver, typing at a computer nearby, "She's very talented. We can't fight her. Rachel, we need you to get her."

I winced, "Me?! Why?! She'll kill me if I get within gun range! That girl knows all gun games and knows all violence, all drugs, and all that stuff!"

Pete said quietly, "She's a drug dealer too... Rachel, we need you. You know her longer than anyone on this force. You will be safe. We'll train you to effective defensive. MacGyver?"

MacGyver groaned, "Are you telling me I am her instructor?"

Pete answered, "Teach her everything! Ema is a toxic spy. If she gets into America one more time, she needs to be captured and sentenced life in prison. The person who's in contact with her, to get her in prison, will receive a large sum of money."

I stood up, "I'll do it. Not for the money, but to get her behind bars. She ruined my name, it's time to show I am not who she thinks I am. I am a wolf," I smirked over at MacGyver, "I know how to bite. I demnaded her once to show all the chats from day one, and guess what? She never made a video of it. She's hiding the truth."

MacGyver smiled, "I like your spirit. So what are waiting for? Let's get training and let's get a criminal, a true criminal, behind bars."

I smiled, "Maybe I'm not nothing at all."

Pete stood up and took my hand and shook it gently, "If you capture her, I will assure you a position on the firm. Everyone will love you."

I blushed, but smiled. Finally, a place I belong.