tell me what to do, Dr. Reid

After taking notes, Fiona returned to Quantico.She had to explain to her training officer why she was late.

But something amazing happened.Instead of being punished accordingly, she was rewarded.

She soon understood why—and the reason was bloody.

It's all because of the young girl named Linda she saved.

Who would have thought that the daughter of the Deputy Minister of Justice of the United States would live in the same hotel as Reid and the others, and that she would be caught by Fiona in a serial arson case?

How likely is this to happen? Fiona deeply considers herself lucky, and seriously considers whether to buy a lottery ticket or something.Everyone knows that the FBI is a subsidiary of the U.S. Department of Justice. For Fiona, who is still in training, saving the daughter of the Deputy Minister of Justice will not get her promoted immediately, but it will help her find a good job in the bureau. Post helps a lot.

A few days later, the Deputy Minister of Justice visited Quantico Training Base in person and thanked Fiona in person.

"Thank you for saving my daughter, Agent Mars." The Deputy Minister said with a smile.This respectable officer looks much more kind than on TV, at least the smile on his face is much more sincere at the moment.

Fiona was wearing the prescribed white shirt and stood up straight, "You're welcome, sir. I just did what I had to do."

The deputy minister looks pleased with her.

"I've seen your file, Agent Mars," he said, "and I've heard about your performance during your last combat training session. You were excellent. My daughter said you were unusually calm when the fire broke out, That's what a federal agent should be."

His praise made Fiona a little flattered, after all, this is a big man she sees on TV every day.But she acted very calm and calm, and accepted the deputy minister's praise with a smile.

"But," said the Deputy Minister, which made Fiona's heart twitch, "I heard that you left Quantico without permission to meet your boyfriend, right?"

"Yes, sir." Fiona replied immediately.

"I hope this never happens again," he said. "Don't let your emotions cloud your judgment, Detective. It's for your own good, too."

"Absolutely not." She replied firmly.

The basic training course is coming to an end soon.

As new agents of the FBI, they have to work at the grassroots level for several months or even years before they have the opportunity to take on more important positions.People like Reid are really rare. Bau rarely recruits unqualified agents, and they usually have to pass profiler training first.

So Fiona wasn't surprised when they rejected Fiona's profiler training application.

But she soon got a new reply from the upper management. They said that if she was willing to accept a difficult task, they might allow her to receive profiling training after the task was over.Because of her outstanding combat ability, they actually wanted to transfer her to the FBI Special Forces.The mission she needs to accept is to go to Mumbai with the special forces to carry out an anti-terrorist operation, and the operation period is three to four months.

"You can see it as a good opportunity." Her training officer said, "We rarely send new agents to perform such tasks, but it is not without exception. And this kind of experience is very useful for your future promotion." help."

Fiona also understands that such an opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.They are willing to give her this opportunity, which means that the upper management attaches great importance to her.

If Fiona does not accept such an assignment, she has other options—work at the Miami branch for at least one year before she has a chance to be transferred back to the Washington headquarters, and then she can apply for profiler training.

Miami is a great place to vacation, and compared to other newcomers, they treated her well.

But Fiona doesn't want to go to Miami.She couldn't imagine what it would be like to be separated from Reid for a whole year.Although like many people say, working in the fbi, you have to choose between family and career, but she still greedily hopes to be able to do both.

After two full nights of insomnia, she finally made a decision.

The next day, she decided to have a good talk with Reid.

Reid was working on a case out of town, so she had to tell him about it over the phone.

After listening to her, Reid was silent for a while.

The short ten seconds seemed to Fiona to be extremely long.

"You've made up your mind, haven't you?" His tone sounded a little downcast.

"Yes." Fiona said, "It's only been a few months and I'll be back soon."

"That's not what I'm worried about," Reid said hoarsely.

"I know what you're worried about." Fiona tried to sound as relaxed as possible, "You're worried about my safety, I know that. But they say this mission is not dangerous. We'll be with the 'Delta' forces Cooperate, there is nothing to worry about."

Fiona knew that what she said had no credibility.How could such a mission be performed without risk?

But in terms of the degree of risk, Reid's job is no better than hers.Just like what they have learned in training - loyalty and self-sacrifice are the spirit they must have.

Fiona once again explained why she chose to go to Mumbai.

"They agreed to train me as a profiler when I came back," she said, "so I could go work at Quantico."

"Yes, I understand." Reid whispered.

"……so?"

"Then do what you want, because you've already decided."

Fiona struggled to read the emotion in his tone. Reid's voice was flat and monotonous, sounding like he was repeating lines he'd already memorized.

"Are you all right, Spencer?" Fiona asked.

"Of course." He replied immediately, "I'm fine. I just..."

He paused suddenly.

"...I'm waiting for your return." He finally whispered.

Because his tone was a bit depressed, Fiona couldn't help repeating: "It's only three months."

"Yes, three months."

"When I come back—" Fiona paused for a moment, the corners of her mouth curled up, "Will you marry me, Spencerreid?"

There was finally a deep chuckle from the other end of the phone, "Of course, I am willing."

A week later, Fiona left for India with the FBI Special Forces.

Mumbai's name means "beautiful harbor" - Reid wrote in an email.In order to be able to contact Fiona at any time, he specially registered a gmail mailbox.In fact, Mumbai's beaches are really beautiful. Although some places in the city are hot, dirty and crowded with people, the beach scenery is like paradise.The historical colonial rule also made this city full of exotic flavors.

But Fiona is not here for vacation, she is here for work.

She is so busy that she occasionally has time to wander around the city.Most of the houses in Mumbai's ordinary residential areas are made of wood, densely packed one after another. Children are playing outside the houses, and many people take a bath and wash clothes outdoors.Not long after living here, she was itchy all over her body from mosquito bites that penetrated everywhere. She scratched those bags in her sleep, and finally relieved a lot.

The environment they live in is not very good.Another female agent traveling with them had acute gastroenteritis and was so dehydrated that they had to send her home.The rest continue to languish in difficult circumstances.They often squat in one place for 24 hours in a row, making people wet and sticky, and have not had a chance to take a shower.

The lack of sun protection has turned Fiona's skin from fair to a healthy tan in no time, but she's more than happy with it.As the only female agent (and a very attractive one at that), the Special Forces men could hardly take their eyes off her.It's a pity that they dare not give her any sexual hints, because any form of sexual harassment is prohibited in the performance of the mission.

She video calls Reid every chance she gets.And she missed him more and more after each call.

There is no change in reid in the video, he recently changed a new hairstyle, which makes him more and more handsome.

This made Fiona, who was sweating profusely and naked every day, feel a little bit of pressure.She had recently cut her hair short, and Mumbai's hot and humid climate forced her to do so.

She found Reid more... more attractive in her absence.She swears that this is definitely not just an illusion caused by not seeing each other for a long time.His hair has changed from messy long curly hair to cute and playful short hair, just like those on the cover of fashion magazines.In addition, reid is not bad in appearance, the reason why he seems not interested in the opposite sex is only because he is too shy.

"...you are so beautiful, Fiona." Reid stared at the camera and smiled.

Fiona looked at her own face in the corner of the screen, and the man's golden hair.She knew that she was not so beautiful anymore, but Reid's tone was very sincere. Fiona knows Reid well enough to know that he really said it from the bottom of his heart.He's not the glib type.

"You too." Fiona smiled.

Reid blinked slightly in surprise, "Me?"

"Yes, I like your new hairstyle." Fiona said, "I guess there must be a lot of people asking you out recently."

But Reid replied seriously: "Well, there are a few. I have to dismiss them as already engaged."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help squinting his eyes and laughing.

Fiona knew immediately that he was teasing her on purpose.

A few days later, Fiona heard good news.

The investigation into the terrorist act has come to an end, and they can end their mission early and return to the United States.

This news made all the physically and mentally exhausted people jump for joy.

So is Fiona, of course.She began to consider whether to surprise Reid.She decides not to tell Reid that she's going back early, and surprises him by popping up in front of him.This is not an easy task for her, she needs a lot of patience not to reveal the news to reid during the video call.

Two weeks later, Fiona submitted her mission report and was ready to depart for the United States.She was the first to return to the United States with some other FBI members, and some others will not return in a few days.

Leaving the residence, Fiona took one last breath of Mumbai's humid, muggy air, and it was likely to be the last.

The two buses they were going to take stopped at a parking lot not far from their residence.

Fiona boarded the second bus, which followed closely behind the previous bus, heading towards the airport.

The air in the bus was heavy and stuffy, making people irritable, but Fiona didn't find it hard.Thinking of going back to China soon, Fiona felt a lot easier.She fumbled for the phone in her pocket, wondering if she should call Reid.

When she was about to drive to the airport, she finally dialed Reid's phone number.At this moment, the bus stopped suddenly.

Fiona poked her head out the window and saw a brown guy blocking the bus in front of them on the dusty path, waving his hands and yelling something.He doesn't look like an Indian, and Fiona can't understand him.

She frowned and glanced at the guy, but didn't take it seriously.

"Hey, Fiona, why is it so early today?" Reid's voice came from the phone.

Hearing the familiar voice, the corners of Fiona's mouth immediately raised.

"Hey," she said, "I miss you, Spence."

She had just finished saying Reid's name when she heard someone yelling in horror: "Damn it! Get down!"

Fiona's phone slipped from her hand and fell out the window.

"Fiona? Hello?" Reid's voice kept coming from the receiver, "Fiona?!"