"Hey, Paulie, letter from the bureau," Charlie said as Briggs walked into the kitchen to get breakfast.

"Thanks, Chuck," He replied, popping a grape in his mouth. He grabbed a mug of black coffee and the package before he sat down across from Charlie at the kitchen island to open it. Inside was a short letter and a file.

Agent Paul Briggs,

Graceland has been assigned a new FBI agent. She arrives at LAX on September, 5th at 12:30.

After Briggs read the letter, he opened up the file "Christ." he said as he saw the picture and age of the new housemate.

"What is it, Paul?" Charlie asked with curiosity, spatula in hand.

"New agent," Briggs explained, passing over the file.

"She's 16," Charlie said, understanding Briggs' reaction. "So the FBI is sending babies in now. Christ, Paul, if she gets hurt…" Charlie worried, handing back the file.

"She won't get hurt. She has a lot of experience, and she outscored me on my practicals. She seems like a smart girl."

Charlie placed her eggs on a plate and sat down next to Briggs. "So who are you gonna make go and get her?" She asked between bites.

"I've got nothing going on, I'll do it."

"Don't scare the kid," Charlie warned, the 'mama bear' of the house already protecting her new cub, "What's her name again?"

"Erikson; Shay Erikson," Briggs said before pouring himself more coffee and heading up to his room to change.

Briggs arrived at the airport early. After navigating the traffic and parking, he headed to baggage claim to wait. He leaned against a pillar by the conveyer belts, people watching as he waited for someone who matched her description. Briggs was busy watching a young man tiredly trying to wrangle 3 energetic toddlers when he noticed a young girl looking for her bags. She had long red hair and fair skin and was wearing nude heels, black skinny jeans, and a sheer white button up. "Erikson?" Briggs asked as she grabbed her bags, approaching her.

" Agent Paul Briggs?" She greeted, with a shy smile, holding out a shaky hand.

"Just call me Briggs." He corrected with a smile before grabbing one of her bags. "Welcome to Los Angeles."

"You got any sandals with you?" Briggs asked once they were shook her head. "Shorts?"

"I don't," She replied.

"I heard they kinda threw this placement at you."

"Yeah" She responded, "And I don't have any sunscreen either, or any clothing other that isn't business attire. That was all I could wear at my last placement," she added.

"You'll have to go shopping with Paige and Charlie once you're settled into the house."

"House?" Shay inquired with confusion.

" You're living in a house with six other agents. Jakes is ICE, Paige is DEA, and Charlie, Mike, Johnny, and me are FBI"

"Here we are, home sweet home," Briggs said as he pulled into the driveway. "Welcome to Graceland."

"Woah…" Shay said under her breath as they walked inside.

"Charlie should be somewhere around here and so should Mike and Jakes. Johnny is on a case but he'll be home soon, and Paige should be making a late walk of shame down the beach any minute now." Briggs told the new agent. Having everyone's schedules memorized was something Briggs took pride in. "I can show you your room if you'd like."

"Okay, that would be great," Shay responded, still in awe of her new house. Once in her room, Shay began to unpack her bags. She filled a quarter of the large closet with her business clothes and placed her workout attire and pajamas in her dresser, realizing just how desperately she needed to go shopping. The last thing she unpacked was a framed picture, which she placed on her bedside table. "I miss you guys," She whispered to the picture before heading downstairs to rejoin Briggs in the kitchen.