Angela had been trained well. After figuring out what a job included at CTU, she had done tons of research and become a junior agent herself. She knew, with help from the stories her mother told that they could track cell phones by the SIM cards, and would take hers out and try to get a new one first thing.

She wanted to be an agent there, just like her dad and grandfather. It sounded like just the challenge for such a high-spirited girl. She was prepared to make the sacrifices that her mom had assured her most of all would come. She knew that this was what she wanted.

Had her mother known this, she would not have allowed her daughter to become a black belt in karate and an expert in self-defense and offense, for that matter. Truthfully, Angela was more serious about this than she was about anything else, but knowing her mom would object, she'd made herself an undercover alias, except with the same name. Ever since her mom had given her that talk, she'd been undercover, finding out as much information about CTU as possible.

Now, her mission was almost over. She just had to find her dad, and she knew just where to start.

She took out her cell phone as she headed across the park to the other side where there was a highway, and dialed as she went. Once, when her mom was out, Angela had snooped around until she found something CTU-worthy. It was Chloe O'Brian's work number. Angela was confident that Chloe would be able to help her. Partly because analysts had access to all that sort of thing, but also because she'd heard Chloe tell her mom once before that she could find Chase for her. Of course, being her mother, she'd refused, saying that she was over him, but she wasn't, Angela could definitely tell. Chloe would be able to track Chase Edmunds down…and tell her about her granddad.

"CTU, O'Brian," said a familiar, bored voice from her cell phone.

Angela straightened up and talked with a purposeful voice. "Hi, this is Angela Edmunds. I have very good reason to believe that you know how to find my dad, Chase Edmunds,"

"Angela…you shouldn't have called me. Does your mom know about this?" Chloe O'Brian was obviously very grouchy and intolerant of kids.

"Do you really think she would've consented me to do this? Look, Chloe. I'm out here on my own for a few days. My mom has kept Chase and my granddad from me for all of my life, alright, and I really don't appreciate the lecture," Chloe was very good at the comeback game, but Angela was putting up a good fight.

"Yeah, yeah, alright, fine. I'll find your dad for you…Jack's out in the field right now, but I'll have him call this number as soon as-"

Angela was quick to interrupt. "No, as soon as my mom finds out about this, she'll use every resource available to get me from finding my dad. She doesn't want me to turn out like him. I'm going to find the cheapest phone I can and call you from that number, and take the SIM card out of this one."

"Um…alright," she was obviously impressed. "…Your dad is stationed at CTU, San Francisco. It looks like he's been living in an apartment alone. Would you like his home address and number as well as the address and contact to CTU?"

"Sure, thank you," Angela agreed easily, amazed at how easily this was happening. She took out her notebook and pen and wrote down the addresses and phone numbers that Chloe provided her with.

"Chloe, thanks for everything. But…"

It was Angela's turn to be interrupted. "I'm not going to tell your mom. We didn't leave things so hot, and, for the record, I think she should've given your dad a chance. We were good friends your dad's a good guy…and I know your grandfather, Jack, really well too. Good luck, Angela."

"Thanks,"

And then she immediately took the SIM card out of her phone. Now, she couldn't be tracked.

Transportation. This thought had entered her mind now that she was at the other end of the park, by the highway. Her good friend, Dana, had grandparents in San Francisco. And not only that, but she had a driver, meaning unlimited access to the car to take her anywhere. Angela could sweet-talk Dana into taking her there.

She jammed the SIM card back into her phone and called Dana, who just loaned Angela her driver. She couldn't believe how smoothly this was going. "There's gotta be a catch," she thought, dazed.

In just ten minutes, Dana's driver was there, at which time, the SIM card came out for good.

"Do you know the area?" she asked her, after explaining the location.

"I grew up right around there, it shouldn't be a problem," she'd smiled.

The trip was long and boring. She tried to count her way there, all the minutes gone by, but ended up falling asleep around lunchtime, just ten minutes after she'd left. She woke up three hours later.

"Um…could you stop at an AT&T along the way, please? I need a new phone, mine broke, and I know that my dad won't want to pay for it." Angela lied smoothly. She wasn't sure who she'd inherited the good liar gene from, but her mom seemed too truthful. Biased, yes, but truthful.

"Certainly. There's one right in the area." Dana's driver replied amiably.

"Piece of cake much?"She smiled to herself.

In another hour and a half they'd stopped for food and bathroom, and then she'd been driven to the AT&T, where she easily got by with a new phone on a new number.

So far, everything had been way easier than expected, probably because she was lucky and not guilty at all. Not for running away, not for getting this far, and certainly not for using Dana's driver, nope, she knew she needed to do this, and her mom would, with time, eventually come to understand that.

And then?

"We're here," said the driver.

"Thank you so much for everything!!" Angela exclaimed.

And there she was, looking up at the place that would, either way this whole thing went change her life forever. She was about to find her dad, find out if he still loved her or if he really didn't care.