A/N: So once again, I have to explain an Anna absence. But also, the season is starting to wind down, so I have to move Anna's future storyline forward. What storyline you say? Well read and find out, silly! Thank you guys for the reviews, and I'm glad you've been digging the tales of Anna. Hopefully this chapter won't disappoint.
Anna felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. Damn, she meant to turn that off. It had been hard enough sneaking it past security. They said no phones allowed, but that phone was her baby. She wasn't trusting it with just anyone.
She tried to be discreet in checking the caller id to see who would be calling her. It was Morgan. Of course.
Anna sighed and went to the nearest restroom. From the best she could tell, there was no one in there, so Anna went into the third stall and pulled her phone back out, redialing Morgan. She didn't want to lose contact with him, in case it was an emergency.
"Oh Anna, thank God," Morgan answered.
"Morgan, what is it? Is something wrong?" Anna whispered. She knew she had to keep her voice down, just in case.
"You said you were going to be busy," Morgan said, "I wouldn't call you unless the circumstances were dire."
"Fine, then what's happening?"
"Okay, so you know how Big Mike and my mom…"
"Are fornicating?" Anna asked? "I'm aware. I'm happy they both found someone. Wait, did something go wrong between them?"
"Oh, it's wrong. It's very, very wrong," Morgan said. "I can't sleep, Anna. They just, oh God, it's all night, and it's so loud, and the walls are thin, and—"
"Morgan, breathe," Anna cut in. "Listen, I can't talk for long, but, I don't know, just put in your earbuds."
"You don't think I tried that?" Morgan asked.
"Fine, I don't know what to tell you, I'm sorry. But I can't be on the phone here, okay? But I promise, once I get back to Burbank—"
"You'll let me stay at your place indefinitely? Because Chuck said I could stay with him a few nights, but I don't know how long I can sleep on a couch, and—"
Anna sighed again. "Well, I was going to say we'd just make some noise of our own. But now that you mention it…"
A plan started to formulate in Anna's head. Maybe this was the break she needed to get Morgan to shack up with her. Maybe soon, they could have their own place. They could be together all the time. But then, he'd been so against that idea the last time. No, she couldn't be too forward with pushing her intentions. She'd have to play it smooth. Ease Morgan into the idea. That is, if this meeting didn't go well. But what if it did? What if she was forced to… She didn't even want to think about it.
"Miss Wu," shouted someone from outside the bathroom. Then they knocked. "You were told to leave your phone at the front desk. And they're ready for your polygraph in conference room A now."
Shit! How had they known? Well, this was Fort Meade.
"Morgan, I really have to go. We'll talk more when I get home, okay?" she said, now speaking up. There was no need to try to hide it anymore. Apparently they already knew.
"I'll see you when you get home, Anna Banana," he said.
"I love you," Anna said, ending the call.
She stood, straightening her skirt (much more conservative than what she was used to wearing). She took a deep cleansing breath. This could be the first step towards the rest of her life. For better or worse.
"I'm ready," she called to the person on the other side of the door. But was she?
A/N: DunDunDun. Anna may have a choice to make soon. Or maybe not. Who knows? Well, I do. So does anyone that's seen season 3, haha. You guys are awesome. Peace.