A/N: Okay, so this is the chapter where history really starts repeating itself^^ It takes place about a week AFTER the explosion. Also, I'm gonna properly introduce Special Agent Matthew Doyle in this one^^
Disclaimer: I do not own the New York times. For the rest of the disclaimer, check the previous chapters, because I DO own the nickname Miss Swann (It's one of mine. My first name isn't Amy though. Why I put it in? Well, I don't even know that ^^" She doesn't look like me AT ALL though )
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"You wanted to see me ma'am?" Alexis asked, as she walked into the office of her boss. She nodded. "Yes, Alexis. Please sit down. And haven't you learned by now you can cut the polite crap?"
Alexis grinned. "Sorry Denise." She sat down, wondering what was so important that she had to come to her office, instead of waiting to tell her later. Denise Collins had been Alexis' best friend since college. They both started at the New York Times together, and both of them got offered the position of chief-editor. But since Alexis preferred being a regular reporter, Denise got that position. But she and Alexis were still great friends, and Alexis usually got the assignments she wanted to do.
"Alexis, do you remember that article you wrote last week? About the bombing at the cafe?" "Of course. Lilly has still got nightmares about it." Denise nodded. "I'm sorry to hear that. It must've been awful for her to see. But back to the original subject; the article." Alexis frowned. "What about it?"
Denise nodded towards the door, and Alexis turned around. In the hallway she could see the same FBI agent that had been present at the crime scene last week. And he was clearly flirting with Amy, one of her co-workers. Alexis looked at her boss, who seemed pretty annoyed with that fact; Not because he was actually succeeding at it, but probably because she considered it impolite.
"Miss Swann, Have you finished that article yet?" Amy blushed and shook her head. Denise grinned. "Well, get to work then. You can socialize when your work is finished." She nodded and quickly went back to work. "Mr. Kensington? I thought the FBI had something they wanted to talk about?" The man looked up, excused himself and walked into the office.
"Good afternoon madam." He said, kissing her hand. Denise sighed and pulled her hand away. "Leave the charm sir, this is a business meeting." Kensington nodded, and Alexis tries to suppress a grin. It looked like Kate wasn't the only one who didn't like the guy.
"Alexis, I take it you have already met FBI special agent Giorgios Kensington?" Alexis nodded. "Yes. He was present at the crime scene I wrote about." "No shit Sherlock." Kensington muttered, which was followed by a glare from both Denise and Alexis.
"Mr. Kensington, if you want me to accept the FBI's request, I'd advice you to shut up, so I can inform Alexis." He nodded, and sat down impatiently. "Hurry up though." Denise sighed and ignored him.
"Okay, where was I… Oh, right. Well, it seemed the FBI likes the press writing about them, and they are willing to pay for more. But, as every good reporter knows, research should be done."
Alexis nodded slowly. "Okay… so what has that got to do with me?" Denise sighed. "Well, I figured… since your dad has been working with the NYPD for so long, and you're one of our best reporters…" "So you want me to write those articles." Alexis asked her friend, who nodded slowly. "Actually, yes." Alexis smiled. "Shouldn't be a problem, right? So, what do you want me to do?"
Denise looked from Alexis to Kensington, and then back at Alexis, seeming quite uncomfortable. "Well, basically what our dad did for his research. Follow an FBI team, and see what they go through every day."
Alexis nodded slowly. "Right… And what team would that be? Not Will's I hope." Denise shook her head. "No, it's not Sorenson's team. It's…" She sighed. "His." She finished, pointing at Kensington, who was currently listening to some song on his iPod, completely ignoring the 2 women.
Alexis Laughed. "You're kidding, right?" When she saw Denise's serious expression, her smile faded away. "Denise… You've seen him! I told you about how he treated Kate! And you expect me to work with a guy like that?!"
Denise shook her head. "No, as a friend, I don't. Hell, as a friend, I wouldn't even have let him into the building! But we need the money, and they have specifically asked for the reporter who wrote the bombing article. So as your boss, I do expect you to work with him."
"I'm in the room!" Kesington said, but the women ignored him. Alexis sighed. "Guess I haven't got much of a choice." Denise shook her head. "No, you don't. But just give it a chance okay? If it's really impossible, you don't have to do it."
"And you!" She shouted, kicking the chair Kensington was sitting on. "You better make sure she's being treated well! Because if she isn't, I don't care how much money you pay, she can quit, and you can forget about the press!"
Kensington nodded. "Okay, got it. No need to be so aggressive." Denise glared, and turned to Alexis, handing her a piece of paper. "This is all you need to know for now. Good luck girl." She said hugging her friend. Alexis smiled. "Don't worry Denise, I'll be fine… I hope."
Kensington sighed loudly. "Are you girls finished with your goodbyes? We've got to get going! Work to do, case to solve…" "People to yell at…" Alexis softly added, which caused Denise to burst out in laughter.
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When they arrived at the FBI office, Alexis already was quite annoyed. Not only didn't Kensington answer the questions she asked him, but he also tried not to say anything at all. He acted rude, and Alexis started wondering what was wrong with the man. And more importantly, how she was ever gonna live through this.
'Maybe I should ask Kate how she survived my dad…' Alexis thought, when they arrived at the FBI headquartes. It looked a lot like the FBI offices she sometimes saw in TV shows. Behind one of the desks, she recognized Kayleigh Ogawa, and the other man who had been present at the crime scene. They were probably playing some kind of videogame, because when Kensington glared at them, they quickly closed the screen, and the girl went back to her own desk.
"Ogawa, Doyle, I'd like to introduce you to the reporter who's gonne write about us." Alexis sighed annoyed. "I've got a name you know!" Kensington shrugged. "But I've only hear it once, a week ago, and I didn't remember it.
Kayleigh walked towards Alexis and shook her hand. "Kayleigh Ogawa, but you already know that." She said, smiling. "It's nice to see you again miss Castle." Alexis smiled. "It's nice to see you too Special Agent Ogawa."
Ogawa smiled and went back to her desk. The man walked forward and grinned. "I'm Special Agent Matthew Doyle." Alexis smiled and shook his hand. "Alexis Castle." "Well miss Castle. I wish you the best of luck with your articles." He said, before returning to his desk as well.
Kensington sighed. "And I'm Giorgois Kensington, but that's not important for now. What is important, is how far we are with locating that mobster!" He turned to his team. "Please tell me you weren't just playing that videogame!"
"Of course not boss." Matthew said, taking a piece of paper from the printer. "The warrant is coming this way, we'll have it first thing tomorrow morning." Kensington nodded. "Good job Doyle. Ogawa, how about you?"
Ogawa got up from behind her desk, grabbing a few pieces of paper as well, and stumbled towards them. "Wo! Ooops, sorrysir." She apologized, before handing him the papers. "The latest activities from the mobsters. Including a list of the main gang members and drugs dealers. Like Doyle said, we only have to wait for the warrant."
"Okay. When the paperwork's finished, you can go home." He said, taking a seat behind his desk. Alexis coughed. "Emm, what about me?" She asked. Kensington sighed. "You're here as an observer right? So, observe."
Alexis frowned. "Why should I waste my time watching you guys do paperwork?" Kensington looked up, seeming quite annoyed. "Fine. Either observe, or go home, but be quite, I have to concentrate." He said, turning back to his paperwork. Alexis shrugged. "Fine. Bye guys. Oh, how late should I be here tomorrow?"
Doyle grinned. "7 am probably." "Or just hand us your number, and we'll call!" Ogawa chimed in. Alexis smiled and handed them a piece of paper. "Okay, see you tomorrow." She said waving, before she walked out of the building, towards her home.
A/N: Okay, I probably won't update in a while, with the testweek coming up next week. I really have to study, that's why. Also, my braces are being removed tomorrow! Yay for me!!