[h2][center][color=f6989d][i]SSA Sam Stannis[/i][/color][/center][/h2]
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"I'm surprised that this is even happening right now Samantha...." Her mother softly chastised as Sam reread the text from her superior on her phone, glancing at the clock and then at her husband who was walking in from down the hall. He was just checking in on their two young children, looking just as tired as she must have felt after hosting both sides of the family and friends for the annual cookout. To be honest, this year Sam was just glad to be there, and no be on a job this time. She had missed her family terribly and needed this day to recharge and be with her little ones. Nate was so happy to have 'Mommy here all day long' and Jenny was practically attached at her hip, wailing tremendously whenever her mother took her into her arms, or if her siblings managed to steal her away. Typically Jenny loved being with Grandma, Uncle Dom or with her aunties but she must have known that this was a rare occasion to have Mommy home and just wanted to be with her. Sam couldn't wait to at leas tell her teammates about the trials of attempting to eat a meal with a one year old pulling on her shirt of hair. Her lips formed a small smile thinking about it as she half heartedly listened to her mother continue her quiet rant. 

[color=f6989d]"Mom, don't start... Please. Ben understands what's going on, and he rarely protests when I get phone calls at four in the morning. I just make him send pictures of the kids to hold me over until I am back here- back home. I get that you have never understood why I left the firm but that was over a decade ago. Let it go."[/color] She sounded tired attempting to explain this once more to her irritated mother. "I'll be in touch okay? Just make sure Genevieve eats her veggies, she's against sweet potatoes right now." Her smile was now a bit sad as she laced her low heeled boots and stood up from the bar stool in her kitchen. 

"Be safe, I love you. The kids love you." Ben reassured her, holding her face gently in his hands as he kissed her tenderly, making her smile a bit more- this time in a happier manor. 

[color=f6989d]"I love you too. I'll call when I can."[/color] Sam nodded and touched her forehead to his for a few moments before stepping back out of his grasp. Reaching behind her, she grabbed her jacket and at home go bag, giving her family a wave as she left and made her way back to what everyone joked was her second home. Little did they realize just how right they were....

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After going through security, Sam made her way up to the team floor and walked in, seeing that Lucian was the only one here- not that it ws surprising or anything. If people thought that [i]she [/i]lived there, then he was a permanent resident. 

[color=f6989d]"Happy Memorial Day sir,"[/color] Sam greeted, taking a good look at his serious and solemn expression as he leaned against her desk, looking at the papers in his hand. [color=f6989d]"Is there fresh coffee? I have a feeling everyone if going to want some for this one if you sent a late night text like that."[/color] She brushed a few stray hairs from her eyes as she walked towards him and placed her go bag on her chair and her keys on the desk. Her eyes darted from his face, to the photographs that she could now see and wow- they were something else. The details displayed on the bodies was shocking, and how they were positioned was going to lead to their signature. 

[color=f6989d]"Lucian... What is it?"[/color] She softly asked, bringing her eyes back to look at him before glancing at the door. She ws the first one in, if he had something to say he should say it now before the rest of the team filed in.

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