Myles Leland and Bobby Manning stepped into the bullpen, preparing for their long day in the office, investigating the Rose Man Murders that had been taking place. Myles stumbled forward and nearly fell over. "Ah!" He hollered, trying to get his footing back.

There was a loud, "ARF! ARF! ARROO!" as Levi yelped and scrambled to his feet away from Tara's desk.

"Hey!" Myles growled. "Watch it, you four-footed beggar."

"Myles!" Tara and Lucy both scolded him. "What happened, did you step on him?" Lucy asked.

"It wasn't my fault." Myles said back defensively. "How was I supposed to know he was laying there, blocking people's paths, and making himself a road block for his own comfort?"

"I don't think he did it for comfort, mate." Bobby shook his head.

"Even so, he should learn some manners on respect for pedestrians."

"You okay, mate?" Bobby asked Levi. The dog panted happily. Myles earned himself several cold stares.

"What?" He asked, annoyed.

"Ahem." Lucy grunted. Levi crouched to the floor and covered his nose with his paw. "Aw. I think you really did it this time in hurting his feelings."

"Honestly, he's just a do..." Myles huffed then sighed when Levi kept groaning. He sighed heavily. "Okay, I'm sorry, Levi." The golden dog jumped to his feet and barked. "Well, at least he's a faithful disciple of 'forgive and forget'."

"Unlike some I could name." Lucy muttered.

"He was probably watching me." Tara said casually and went back to her computer, putting another bite of her snack into her mouth.

"What is that?" Myles asked in great annoyance.

"What?" Tara asked innocently.

"What kind of aged slab of leather are you placing into the palette that you are supposed to guard with care and caution?" Myles lectured.

"I don't think that's leather, mate." Bobby grinned. "It smells more like...hmm. Beef jerky." Tara nodded, grinning and continued to gnaw on her delicacy.

"That is positively undignified, smelly, and most unbecoming to a high-class female such as yourself." Myles said in his know-it-all tone.

"I don't know whether to take that as an insult or a compliment." Tara said really fast.

"I'd say it was a complimentary insult." Bobby chuckled. Myles gaped and rolled his eyes at Bobby.

"You are the classic definition...of an oxymoron." Myles said passionately and walked away to his desk. Bobby and Tara chuckled. Sue hadn't noticed any of the whole scenario, as her back had been turned towards them.

"Listen up, everybody!" Dimitrius Ganz announced as he entered. Levi touched Sue's leg to signal her to D's attention and turned. "Look who I found out in the hall. I'd like you all to officially welcome back to the team..." A very tall, very large, bald, dark-skinned man appeared behind Dimitrius.

"Garrett!" Jack sputtered in delight. The agents all rose from their seats to greet their formerly absent supervisor. "When did you get back?"

"Just last night." Ted Garrett smiled, shaking Jack's hand.

"Hey, hey, Mr. Big! Good to see you around again!" Bobby cheered.

"We've missed you." Tara smiled.

"Well, I'm certainly glad to hear that." Ted raised his eyebrows.

"It's good to have you back." Sue said. Levi barked excitedly and sat up pretty.

"Very touching, Thomas." Ted smirked.

"Aw, Levi misses all the good people I know." Sue chuckled.

"We could certainly use some professional guidance and leadership around here." Myles said smugly. Dimitrius grinned, shaking his head and just waved Myles off.

"So, how long can you stay?" Lucy asked eagerly.

"Actually, I'm back." Ted answered. "I decided that the team needed me, and that I'd been absent long enough."

"That's great!" Sue cheered.

"Yeah, we could use your skills here again, no offense, D." Jack said. Dimitrius smiled and just shook his head.

"Sorry to break up the party," Ted said in his professional tone, which grabbed everyone's attention, "but you all need to pack your bags." They all gaped and glanced at each other.

"What? Did we do something?" Jack asked.

"I'm thinking it's a little early to be considering retirement." Bobby added.

"The entire task force has an all expenses paid flight to Los Angeles...tonight!" Ted answered.

"Tonight?" Lucy sputtered. "Whoa. That was fast!"

"Did you say Los Angeles?" Sue asked, trying to make sure she'd read his lips correctly. Ted nodded. "What's going on?"

"Sorry to disappoint you all, but you're not getting fired or transferred." He said.

"I'm sensing a but." Dimitrius said.

"Dimitrius tells me that you think you know who might be the killer responsible for the Rose Man Murders I've been hearing about."

"Yeah. We do." Jack replied. "Jeff White. Multiple witness have reported sighting him near the crime scenes the day after the murders. He's an ex-con from Detroit. Espousal abuse, grand theft, kidnapping, and assaults. We suspect he's into using poisons as part of his career."

"Yeah, we've been trailing him for a while, but never got close enough to nab him." Bobby added.

"You sure this is the guy murdering these defenseless women?" Ted asked firmly.

"Yes. The forensics from the lab have matched the dark hairs from the crime scenes to Jeff White." Sue answered. "They say the match is irrefutable."

"But he keeps slipping just out of our reach, enough to to keep us searching." Dimitrius added. "There's no doubt in my mind, this is the guy."

"He was also tried once for the attempted murder of his childhood sweetheart." Tara spoke up. "They'd been going together for years, and then one night, he found her drinking champagne with another man, and she called off the relationship. Friends said he was different after that, and definitely not a guy you'd want to meet in a dark alley. The woman was later hospitalized after drinking a glass of champagne with a slip of chloroform in it. All evidence pointed to White, but was never actually proven. So, the court let him go, based on lack of evidence."

"I got a call this morning from the bureau in Los Angeles." Ted explained. "In the past two weeks, there have been six murders committed, all women, and all patterned the same way after the Rose Man Murders you all have been working on."

"Really?" Myles asked, crossing his arms.

"Six women found murdered: three of them go missing, all died from a slip of chloroform in her glass of champagne, then beaten, then a black rose on the floor next to them with a note, "Are you sorry yet?" And the only prints on the glasses are from the victims."

Bobby whistled. "So, you're saying that White is in LA?"

"Unless it's a copy cat." Myles answered.

"And another woman was reported missing this morning from the LAPD." Ted said. "The LA bureau's agents working on the case are all currently out of commission, and the LAPD has been scouring around trying to find the killer and looking for leads, but they don't even know his identity. When I heard about their predicament, and, with all the evidence and facts this team has, I offered your services to the law enforcement there."

"Of course." Jack nodded, wide-eyed.

"So, everyone leaves now." Ted ordered. "Your flight is as 6:18 P.M. I want everyone there, sharp. And don't come back until you've thwarted this guy! Is that understood?"

"Yes, sir." Everyone nodded.

"Good. Keep me posted. Now git. Oh, and uh...let me know who you meet and how the weather is down there." He chuckled.

"Sounds like the kind of thing you read about and watch but it never actually happens." Sue remarked to Jack as they walked out together.

"Until now." Jack stated lowly.