Authors note: What happens in this chapter was my first inspiration that the rest of the story is built around. I hope you like it. I would also appreciate if you reviewed.

The Picture

"Great work everyone" Ted Garret congratulated the team. "I'm treating you all to lunch."

"Oh, oh! What's the most expensive restaurant we can think of?" exclaimed Tara.

"I'll take you to The McClosten," said Garret.

"Well I'll find the most expensive thing on the menu," Tara glowered, pretending to pout.

"I'll be one person off your bill," said Jack. "I have to pick up my sister at the bus station."

"Too bad. We'll have fun without you," said Sue.

Amy Hudson, soon to be Amy Carton, checked her watch for the third time and glanced around the crowded bus station for any sign of her brother. She was in a large room with rows of seats. Through the glass doors she could see buses parked, and one pulling up. There were a few vending machines in one corner and a snack bar by the ticket desk. People sat slouched in the seats by their suitcases or backpacks. A few strolled as they talked on their cell-phones or quieted fretting children.

"Sorry I'm late," said Jack walking up. "How was you trip?"

"Quite good thank-you." she got up and he gave her a hug. "Besides being long… as usual."

"Are we meeting your fiancé?" Jack asked.

"Marcus has classes today but he can meet us for dinner."

"Alright. My car is parked about a block away."

"You make me wait then you make me walk," Amy grinned.

"My apologies." Jack took her suitcases and they headed out a swinging door onto the sidewalk. " I couldn't find a parking spot any closer."

"You're with the FBI -you could have found a way."

"I can just see the headlines -FBI agent arrests man and has his car towed for no obvious reason."

Amy laughed. "Anything for your sister."

"Yeah right," said Jack. There was a hotdog stand near his car, so once he put her luggage in his trunk, they both went and ordered a foot-long.

"Do you still like yours with onions?" Jack asked his sister.

"Yep." Jack got out his wallet to pay the man.

"Who's that?" Amy said pointing at a picture in his wallet. "A suspect?"

" Uh... no" He said and closed his wallet quickly.

"Then who?"

"It's just someone from work."

"Maybe I'll get to meet her when if I drop you back."

"Don't tell anyone I have this picture..."

"I won't if you let me use your car today," smirked Amy.

"Fine"