About a month had passed and everything in DC was going smoothly. Rachel had settled back into non-under cover life. She had run the team for four cases when Gibbs wasn't the first to get to the scene. It was a new rule he came up with. First to the scene gets point, he figured it would teach everyone how to lead and be able to manage. It seemed to be working out well so far. Today, was no different, Rachel got to the scene first though and it was something that she had already seen undercover down in New Orleans. She never got word that they found the sister. She pulled out her iPad and checked the open cases for the agency…still open. As she began to read the details, she immediately faces timed Chris.
"Hey Rachel. How's it going?"
"No sugar today? What are you mad at me or something for not calling for a few days?"
"What?! I knew it!" Sonja screamed.
"Oh my god, are you in the car?"
"Yeah," he paused, "so what's going on?" Chris asked
"You guys never closed the Trambolt case? I thought my information got you an arrest?"
"Well it did, but unfortunately her lawyer got her out and said there wasn't enough information to convict or even hold her. Why? What's going on?"
"I just walked on to a scene with the exact same mo. Tell Pride I need to speak with him asap. I'm running point, tell him to call me on my cell. I will be here for a little while." Rachel replied
"Got it. I'll tell the bossman. Be safe. Talk to you later." Chris ended the call
Sonja began "Christopher, do you have feelings for her? It's alright if you do. Just come out with it already, will you?"
"Fine…if it'll get you to stop, yes I do. Now can I call Pride without any awwws in the background."
"Yes, go ahead" her grin so wide that she couldn't contain it.
After talking with Pride, he decided that the two of them needed to head to DC. Gregorio and Percy would have to hold down the fort. They needed to help end this. Pride called and told Rachel they were on the way. She told them she would make all arrangements needed for them to stay. Rachel turned towards Gibbs, as she walked over, she got stopped by people for their updates. She took them in stride and handed out new assignments and sent them on their way. She filled in Gibbs that Pride and Lasalle were coming into town to help close the case.
Pride and Lasalle arrived later that day. Gibbs set them up in his house. Rachel wondered how awkward it would get because that's where she was staying, she was about to move into an apartment in Ellies old building. Maybe she should would just move her clothes there today. It was just kind of easy to drive in everyday together. On lunch, she did just that and told her uncle it was to give him space. He made sure to ask if there was going to be any problems with handling this case. She replied with a stern no.
"It's been a long day people, let's go home and recharge" Rachel called to everyone.
"Yeah, good idea, who wants to grab a drink?" asked Torres
Everyone pretty much said they were down for a drink, so they went down the street to their local bar. Everyone was catching up and enjoying themselves. Rachel was tired and needed some fresh air. She stepped outside. Lasalle noticed and broke away to follow her.
"What's going on sugar? Why aren't you inside?"
"it was just a really long day. A really long day. I thought this was for sure already over. I just can't believe it."
Walking closer to Rachel, Chris put his arms around her giving her a big hug. He whispered in her ear, "it's all going to be okay? Want to get out of here?" She nodded, and he kissed her forehead, turned to go inside to get their stuff. He let Gibbs and Pride know Rachel was dropping him off and heading home herself. Then said she didn't really seem like herself and someone should check on her later. Gibbs agreed that he would later or maybe she just needed space.
He headed back out and followed Rachel to her car. She had a truck, they were a perfect match he thought. It was a white f150 almost identical to his back home. He decided to pull a Rachel, snatched the keys and said "Ill drive" with a smirk.
