“What is going on?” asked Rosita.  Eva was a local girl; in fact, she’d been around the block a few times, including a few times with Carmen.

            “This is Papi,” said Marshal.  “Hi, I’m Marshal Flinkman, and I’m the one who finally bagged and tagged the infamous Papi, see he, well actually, she was using a backdoor, first she bounced her signal out over to Paris, piggybacked her way back into the United States by way of, get this, a Cruise ship internet hook up, which was, by the way brilliant,” said Marshal in his rat-a-tat-tat speech.

            “Thank you,” smiled Papi/Eva.

            “Welcome… then…,” began Marshal.

            “Marshal,” chided Sydney in the same tone she used with Izabelle. 

            “Sorry, right, we caught her,” he finished sitting down in his chair heavily. 

            “Obviously,” said Emma getting comfortable in her seat.  “Why do you need us?”

            “Actually, here is what we need, in fact, you’ve all been temporarily reassigned to APO,” said Sydney seriously.

            “You’ve done what?” snapped Jo.  “Syd…  Director Bristow, with all due respect, what can two profilers and one, well, one legged newbie do here?”

            “Hey, I take offense to that,” said Rosita leaning over and looking at Jo who shrugged and Rosita added.  “I have a leg now, it’s just battery operated.”

            “A profiler who can see the future when she touches things, one who can read minds, and you, Agent Navarro, have higher scores on the entrance tests than anyone before, including me,” admitted Sydney.  “It means that I need people I can trust with things that aren’t your average every day events, and I need a hacker that no one caught for over three years, that is what I need, and I’ll do everything in my power to do that.”

            “That’s saying a lot,” said Michael from the doorway.  “We’re sorry to have done it this way, but we needed Papi, or rather, Eva, for this mission.  We’re retrieving several artifacts from the very organization that you tried to wipe off the face of the earth, Agent Wheaton, we thought you’d want in.”

            Jo set her jaw, thinking it over for just a moment, “I want in.”

            “Me too,” voiced Emma.

            “That means I’m in,” replied Rosita.

            “I’m in, but only if you let me out of the cuffs,” said Eva jingling the handcuffs.