Department of Precrime
7:45 am
Mia had arrived early back at work, she looks around the place. She was going to get rid of her old things and never look back. She sits at her desk, one last time, before it was all over with. Turning on her computer, she could tell the FBI agent Danny Witwer was back today. Everyone was kissing his ass; she had to laugh at that. Fletcher, Knott's, Jab. Were all explaining, to him how everything worked their. Shaking her head in disgust; she couldn't understand how, one minute they were all against him; then out of nowhere they were kissing his ass. "When the precogs, declare a victim and a killer. Their name is in bed, into a grain of wood. Each piece is unique, the shape is unique, the shape of grain, is impossible to forge." Fletcher was telling him."
While all four men, talking about the system, she was always curious about weather or not, the precogs could predict unstable criminal behavior. But after the way, everyone treated her. So, why should she ask her question now. All the four men were still talking, just went on her day. Putting in her earphones, she turns up her music. Typing away on her computer, not watching or listening anything that anybody had to say, her fingers moving very fast. The report was almost finished, could have this done in no time. She decides to take a small break, got her mug out. Getting out tea bag, her lemons, sugar and honey. Goes to sit back, puts her stuff inside her mug and take her first drink. She smiled, sure some people like coffee, but not her.
After taking her first slip, she thought about calling up her brother. But he be their tomorrow, to pick her up in the afternoon. Then she felt someone was staring at her. Lifting up her head; she was very surprised to see Fletcher was right by her desk. He was looking at her; he was waiting for something. "How the report coming along?" She smiles and says, "it's almost done, just need to pre read it and print it is all." She turns back to her computer. Trying to finish up her report, she saw that he was still by her desk. He was looking at her tea. "Not much of a coffee drinkers?" He asked her, she was very confused, he had never talked to her, not since she had started her job.
"No, I don't like coffee, I don't like the bitter taste of it." She tells him, he was still by her desk. What was Fletcher deal? Why is he talking to her? It was her last day, not something she was going to tell him. She goes over her report again, he says. "Oh, I don't know that." Printing off her report, she hands it to him. "Here the report, if you will excuse me." She got up and to go to the restroom. There no way, he find out about her turning in her two weeks notice. She gets into a stall, sits down and pulls out her phone and text her brother. But she don't wanna, get too paranoid at this point. Taking some deep breathe, that her dad; always told her to do.
Afterwards
She made it home, what in the world, was Fletcher game, he just now started talking to her. Did it have anything to do with Witwer taking over? Was it because, of something else? Too many thought were going through her mind, but tomorrow she was leaving the city. Sitting down on the mat, sitting with her legs crossed over. Meditating was much easier, she need to stop worrying about the Precrime team. It was time, to concentrate on her new life with her brother. She was really looking forward to catching some real criminals. Smiling and getting relaxed in her meditation. She decides to take a quick shower, then get some needed rest.
Back at Fletcher place
9:45 pm
Fletcher was looking through Mia Grey file, he don't know why he was going through her file. He felt like something about her different from the others. He couldn't put his finger on it. Mia was very much a hard worker, she may have been listening to music, cause maybe she was bored. He could see, that everyone their believe in the system. But she look uninterested in their ways. Likek she was just getting Impatient waiting for something to happen. She would get her reports, done on time and she would go to the restroom, make her favorite tea. She don't like, coffee she hate the bitter taste it.
Fletcher was walking around his apartment, he was sitting down at his glass desk. He was going through all of his paperwork. He hated that, the leadership role had been his for three years. But now that an FBI agent come in, he steals Fletcher spot, that he worked so hard get. He don't think, that anything like this would happen. He threw a box at wall, he was getting very angry. Why did he work so hard for a position, only to have it taken away from him. So much for having something, you worked so hard at. He was just wondering, what he should do tomorrow. He was thinking about, asking Mia about why she was smiling about.
The Next Morning at Department Of Precrime
6:48 am
Fletcher had arrived bright an early, he had his cup of coffee, he was getting ready to have a meeting with his whole team. He was getting very nervous, cause it was going to be his last day as team leader. He went down to see his whole team. They were all sitting around, talking among themselves. He was looking around the room; he saw that everyone was there. But then he noticed, that their was someone missing Mia was not there. Fletcher saw that, she don't arrived yet. Which was very strange, she was always here before any of them had arrived. Fletcher then was going to wait for Mia; he was sure she was going to arrive soon.
