Jamie nodded in salute to Head Chin, it had been quite some time since she had last seen him, the last time being the Russian spacecraft case. She chuckled slightly as he pointed out her choice of outfit. Perhaps she should have changed before meeting Sean and Head Chin at Intel Block 14. Noticing he was slightly ogling her, she chose to ignore it. There was nothing wrong with a bit of harmless looking, and Jamie's outward appearance didn't exactly scream 'raging dyke'.
As Head Chin mentioned the case documents, Jamie began to look over the file, while keeping a close ear on Head Chin's briefing. Iceland. Jamie didn't know a lot about Iceland, except for the fact that it was pretty friggin cold, the capital city is Reykjavik (The things that cluttered her head from pub trivia nights was rather random), and that Iceland was one of the first countries in the world to legalise same-sex marriage. Oh, the things that pro-equality pages on Facebook had taught her.
The Doppelganger case seemed interesting, giving Jamie an instant sense of deja vu, reminding her a lot of an episode of the X-Files where there were two agents that appeared to be Mulder and Scully, but in fact were doppelgangers. Not one to extensively research every episode of the X-Files she'd seen, that was the extent of her knowledge on doppelgangers. Still, she was eager to find out more.
Wincing a little at the image of the bloodied man, she indeed was surprised to see that same man, looking perfectly fine in a photo taken after the discovery of his body. It was remarkable.
Listening intently to the information about the mirror, Jamie looked at the mirror closely. Sure, it was beautiful, almost looking antique in a way, but it also looked sinister, giving Jamie chills up and down her spine. Though she couldn't put her finger on it, something was definitely amiss.
As Head Chin's spiel continued, it became apparent as to why the mirror seemed so sinister. It was the gateway to wherever the doppelgangers came from. At least they had one in custody, though the disappearance of an agent was never pleasant. Especially considering the odds were never in the agents' favour once in an area with no communication. So the case was voluntary. As were many other cases. But that's not why Jamie was there. She had a duty, and saw no point in being an agent if she were to refuse a case. She had a duty. She was as loyal as it came, and there was no way in hell she was going to let her down. She knew it could possibly spell the end of her, but that was willing to take. It was her job, and she would do it well, whether she lived to see the end of it or not.
The room went dark momentatily, with Jamie shielding her face with her forearm as the lights snapped off, her eyes not having enough time to adjust to the blinding light filling the room. Daring to let her eyes adjust, she was finally focused after a few minutes.
Looking directly at Head Chin, she nodded.
"I accept. We need to get Lowell back"