Chapter 7: Coffee and Jedi Mind Tricks.

Veronica balanced coffee in one hand and a stack of papers in her other as she moved from through the busy halls towards the office she was interning in. So far this was all she had done; getting coffee and lunch or delivering files with nothing of interest in them from one office to another it was beginning to get on her nerves. She was capable of way more than they were allowing her to do and it was incredibly frustrating…she had figured that getting the intern position would give her a taste of what was to come if she joined the F.B.I but if this was it she wasn't all that interested anymore. "Mars you're late." She sighed and set the files long table before handing out coffees. "Two hands, multiple coffees and files plus doors. I've been working on my Jedi mind tricks but they still seem rusty. Just can't get the door to open without touching it."

She quipped, not bothering to be the timid girl they had all probably expected…though she had proven to not be that girl several times already; her wit was one of her strengths and one of her weaknesses. "Just hand me a coffee." She smiled sweetly and took the cup from the tray, handing it to him. "Black how you like it." Veronica said holding back any more comments as she headed around the table giving out the other cups, she knew that they gave her a hard time so that she could prove herself and she would. All in the right time; soon the room filled with talking as they discussed the disappearance of the senator's son the details were standard. And it was something that Veronica had seen several times working for her father.

"I say we look at his closest friends, he has to have mentioned something to someone. Three days and no ransom notes seems a little odd if it's a kidnapping case." Detective Whittler said looking through the folder in front of her. Castello nodded his head, for someone who was so quick to tell her she was late he didn't supply much for the investigation. "We should also look at the activity in his accounts. We've already set it up so we get alerted if any activity happens." Veronica sighed shaking her head before she caught herself and went back to writing notes for what she'd been asked to complete.

"Something to say Mars?" Castello said looking at her, his eyes were calculating and cold; Veronica was certain he was waiting for her to speak up and make a fool of herself. "If you think that he just ran away then it won't be friends who he told. One friend maybe, but from the notes he didn't take anything he cared about; and no big purchases were made prior to suggest he was thinking about it." She thumbed through the file in front of her. "No large cash withdrawals either." Veronica looked up and shrugged. "Okay and?" Castello said looking at her directly. "And if I was 17 and planning to just disappear I would take the things that mean something to me and a large amount of cash to live."

Whittler nodded her head, her brown pony tail bobbing. "She has a point, I mean you can't live off nothing and he's too recognizable to be out there asking for handouts." A grunt sounded from across the room and they all turned their attention to fourth person in the room. "My guess is he's holed up in a friends summer-house, where he has everything he needs." Veronica kept her face neutral it was entirely plausible, that was the trouble with kids who had money…usually their friends did too. "Let's go back and check all his friends and families second and third properties. " Said Davidson, the other two did as they were told, gathering their respective items and leaving the room; leaving Veronica with Davidson. "I want you to go through what we have already, maybe find something that they missed." Veronica nodded her head, tight lipped. "Yes sir."

Later…

Veronica had poured over the notes from the case for almost three hours before Davidson came into the office and told her to head home for the night which was a blessing since the words had started to run themselves together. "See you tomorrow." She said as she grabbed her things and headed out of the building, the entire process took more time then she thought was entirely necessary but then again the amount of confidential things here meant added security when entering and exiting the building. It was a pretty quick walk back to the apartment she was staying in while she was here but by the time she got to it all Veronica wanted to do was get into pajama's and curl up in bed…ideally with some ice cream.

A sigh escaped her as she unlocked the door, walking into the darkened one room apartment she flicked on the light in the small kitchenette before locking the door behind her and heading into the small bathroom. She showered and changed, grabbed something quick to eat before she rifled through her bag for her phone. Finding it Veronica headed for her bed lying down she dialed Weevil's number, she knew it by heart; could do it with her eyes closed now. And when his familiar voice took the place of the ringing, said heart leapt and she sighed. "Hey you…" The conversation was easy, he listened as she ranted about how her day went and she listened as he told her about his.

It was their nightly routine; they would start with their days and then go on to talk about random things. Weevil was still with holding his surprise from her, and the more she guessed the more he closed up, changing the subject when it came up now. Tonight's conversation had ended with her reminding him that there was only fifteen days till he would be here with her. Even if it was only for a week, Veronica was going to be able to show him around…But it was more than that, that he was willing to come see her meant a lot, especially since she would still have to work while he was here. It meant a lot to her; everything Weevil did lately meant a lot to her, he was so supportive almost more than her father and to Veronica that said a lot about how much he had changed.

By the time they hung up the phone she was ready to pass out, it was usually how it worked. They would talk until she needed sleep or he needed sleep. Tomorrow was a new day and she had a lot to do if she wanted to prove to the F.B.I that she was more useful to them than being a coffee jockey. Setting her alarm for an hour earlier than usual so that she could take the time to do a little digging of her own she set her phone on the night stand and closed her eyes. Morning would be there soon enough, and she had things to do.

A/N: Okay, here is something from Veronica's side...I'm on the fence about it and might end up redoing it maybe. Idk. Anyway. Hope everyone is doing good.