It's silly really, she chastises in her head after forcing herself to stop acting like some creepy stalker trailing someone who was by all accounts a stranger to her after her fifth circled pass of the small park her target had decided to wonder as she enjoyed her drink of choice.

Completely idiotic in fact that she wanted it to be far sappier in what had first caught her attention about the woman who for the last ten minutes (traffic was in her favor this early it seemed, or it would have been longer) Maggie had been circling the block just to catch a glimpse of.

How the red in her hair was strongest when out in the soft glow of the earlier morning sunlight, how the leather jacket she'd chosen really complimented the short wave of her hairstyle, the jeans she was wearing looked to be the perfect appealing link between fashion and function even for something as trivial as an early morning coffee run.

How Maggie's heart melted at the goofy little grin the other woman gave along with the thumbs up in approval she added with it that did nothing but highlight the dusted blush coloring the woman's cheeks when she'd realized Maggie was watching her behind the protective visor of her helmet.

The same smile that had been haunting Maggie's dreams since the first time she'd seen it when she was twelve years old being given rudimentary first aid by her pen pal of a crush that was more or less Alex holding a bloodied napkin to her nose for her until it had stopped bleeding.

Only now she would feel far better letting herself remember considering that for the last few years she'd been the only one growing older during those particular dreams. Alex had always stayed the grinning young girl captured forever just as she was in the picture Maggie couldn't bring herself to take out of her wallet.

Why it had been Alex holding the thing Maggie couldn't remember only that Alex hadn't even flinched at the task as they'd sat facing one another on the benched seat to one of the tables as one of Alex's sisters went for ice from the concessions. The other having been sent to get an adult preferably Alex's doctor of a mother.

"My hero." The Alex in her mind smiled as she'd looked at it then now on the face of a much older woman.

Maggie had gunned the engine of her bike impatiently when it seemed the traffic lights were against her forcing her to remain in her quiet torment after she'd caught sight of the name scrawled across the cup in the woman's hand.

'A. Danvers- dark roast.'

At first, Maggie couldn't believe such a small to-go cup could hold such a hard power over her as the woman holding it drew close enough for her to have read it in the first place as she'd waited for the light to change.

'See girls dig the bike.' Maggie had grinned to the phantom image of Kate in her mind once she'd noticed the dark-haired woman's rather fixated gaze in her direction.

But it was impossible. She couldn't be this lucky. Could she?

To just randomly cross paths with her first real love not once but twice.

No.

She had to be wrong. She wasn't that lucky.

Really it had taken all Maggie's concentration to keep from climbing off her bike just to ask the woman's name especially when she noticed when said woman with the 'A, Danvers' coffee cup does a double-take whilst looking in her direction the same moment her head continued to bob along to whatever song she was listening to.

Adorable really.

Thankfully before Maggie could make a complete idiot of herself by pulling off her helmet and asking a blunt 'Is your name by chance Alex Danvers cause if it is I have a few questions for you' the light had changed from stalled red to pride saving green and Maggie had gunned the engine and gotten the hell out of there before she made a fool of herself.

Not that it had worked all that long considering just a block over she'd found herself swinging her bike around at the first possible turn to circle back towards the park.

She had to be sure.

"Hey, Alex. Um I don't know if you remember me. Maggie Sawyer. We used to be pen pals once upon a time." Maggie thinks as she weaves her way along one of the bike paths closest to where 'maybe Alex' and a new mystery blonde were now walking. 'Oh, is this your girlfriend by chance?' Maggie amends catching the kiss her maybe grown-up crush was giving the suddenly there blonde. 'She's cute. I approve. Not that, that means anything. And yeah, she's nowhere near as cute as you, you adorable nerd, but she seems cool enough. Anyway, I have one of your letters. I can't bring myself to read it yet even when my ex Kate already opened it and read it while I was asleep. That's messed up huh?" her thought-created self goes on as Maggie tries her best to keep the wondering couple in sight.

She was going to have to circle back around. The trail she'd picked didn't cover as much of this side of the park as she'd originally thought.

But she couldn't go just yet. 'Maybe Alex' was smiling again but then she caught the blonde glaring in warning at her, so she gunned the engine and sped away.

"Oh no, Maybe Alex is upset. Why is she upset?" Maggie wonders after finding the odd couple once more. The absolute last circled pass she's already decided.

She was already running late for an early appointment at her new job as it was.

'I'll just say I got lost. New city and everything. Shouldn't be too hard to sell." Maggie decided already grinning behind her helmet's visor when she noticed 'maybe Alex's' pouting expression whilst the blonde Maggie was still counting as her maybe childhood crushes maybe girlfriend did a rather adorable dance in the middle of the walkway much to the auburn-haired woman's embarrassment.

The shrill ring of her cell phone has Maggie nearly crashing into a streetlight in surprise as Maggie pulls over to answer it with shaking fingers.

Maybe Alex and the blonde have already wandered off as it was so she couldn't even get one last glimpse of them before she hits the button to take the call.

"Sawyer. Where the hell are you? The DEO director himself and his deputy director are waiting to meet with you." Her new department head reminds "Yeah you were slated to meet with them later in the week, but they are here now so get over here when you can." Was added a little kinder before the call was abruptly dropped.

Maggie hangs her head with a groan. "Just what I need on a Wednesday morning." She sighs stowing her phone back inside her jacket pocket. Shifting her duffle into a more secure position against her back she kicks her leg back over her idling motorcycle.

The ride over was much shorter than Maggie would have liked but that wasn't what really surprised her when she'd pulled into the station lot. No that would be the sight of three people seeming to be waiting for her outside the station itself as she turned off her bike pocketed her keys and headed over to them.

"Sawyer." Her boss waves over as if she wasn't already heading directly over to them.

"You're my hero, Mags." The memory of those words alone is enough for Maggie to swallow her annoyance at being called in the same day she'd first arrived in this strange city she would now be calling home.

As if he could actually hear the words running through her head the man standing a full head taller than Maggie's newest boss smiles warmly at her as he offers a handshake in greeting. Not even his father-like smile can hide the initial shock that flickered across his face the moment Maggie had let that particular memory replay in her head.

"Hank Henshaw." The man introduces. "and this is actually my third in command Suzan Vazquez." He follows looking over towards the woman at his side who to Maggie's mind at least could be the poster woman for the phrase 'tiny but mighty' seeing as she was clad head to toe in black armor-looking tactical gear.

"My deputy director is taking some personal time." Henshaw interjects when it looked like Maggie's boss would start grumbling. "but Agent Vazquez is more than capable of handling things until she comes back."

It was only a fleeting thing out of the corner of her eye that Maggie catches the way Vazquez seemed to be sizing her up with far more than a passing tactical-looking glance. The smallest dusting of a blush that followed when Maggie bluntly turned her head in the other woman's direction proved her point that the shorter agent had been checking her out.

"How about Director Henshaw." It only seemed to be Maggie that catchiest the way Vasquez seemed to hesitate on the name before she presses on "and I take you out for breakfast? Welcome you to the city as it were before we get down to business?"

"Maybe I can see Alex again" Maggie mentally cheered as she uses every bit of academy training to keep her face natural as she answers with a hopeful, "I thought I saw a place called Noonan's on the ride over. Is it any good?"