I appreciate the feedback and advice from everyone. I have decided to rewrite and revamp this story the best I can. I know I am not perfect and it does take practice. So I am doing what I can. I will probably be editing one chapter at a time. I started with this one and will continue. Please ignore the trolls on here. There is no sense in arguing with them. Also I am not whining. I was venting. We all do it on the facebook group and then move on. Nor did I ever plan on having this much drama on here. I don't care about the advice. What makes me mad is the personal attacks NOT the constructive critism. Anyways. Here is the first chapter done.

Chapter 1, Consequences

Anna agreed to meet with her friends at the bar with nothing better to do. Her hair was pulled back in a pony tail. She dressed in her street clothes wearing a pair of jeans and a short sleeve shirt. The bar looked old and ran down. People were everywhere drinking and talking. The waitresses were running everywhere almost blocking her way as she tried to get through.

She finally made her way towards them after trying to get through. Space was limited making it difficult for her to go around anyone. As she approached her friends, their conversation seemed no different than the last time. It was nothing but the same stuff they always had talked about.

"Hi guys," Anna acted like she didn't hear them.

"Hey." They all said in unison. Anna remained quiet as they continued their discussion. The noise at the bar wasn't too bothersome to her. She tuned her friends out scanning the room with her eyes seeing everyone drinking or playing pool. There was a man at the bar sipping his beer wearing a leather jacket and blue jeans. His head was shaved, and she could see the subtle outline of a beard on his jawline. Anna got up from where she was sitting to grab a beer. He noticed her standing there as he took a sip of his drink. His eyes were directly on hers. At first she felt a little hesitant on speaking to him. "Hi," Anna spoke, noticing him making direct eye contact with her. The man nodded a little as he continued to watch her.

She headed back to her seat sitting with her friends. Anna briefly glanced back at the man she acknowledged catching him still looking her direction. She caught him watching her with curiosity. She quickly finished her beer trying to look like she was busy associating with her friends.

It was starting getting late and she was getting tired. Anna got up saying her last goodbyes. The sky was clear making it a nice night for a walk. She arrived to her apartment getting out the key from her purse unlocking the door. As she walked in, she dropped her stuff on the chair getting ready for bed. The place was very spacious and open. It was very clean and organized. Within a few minutes, She stripped down to a t-shirt and got into bed drifting off to sleep.

Anna awoke dreading getting up. Her lack of sleep was starting to get to her. She worked for the police department for six months. It was a lot of hours unusual hours. Anna slowly rolled out of bed getting herself ready for the day. Today, she decided to walk to work. Her place wasn't too far from where she worked. Police cars were everywhere blocking her way through. "Miss you may want to step away." The large man came up to her that was tall and built carrying a gun. He dressed in a bullet proof vest and jeans

"Everything ok?" Anna wondered.

"There's been a lot of shooting going on. Cops are going to start getting heavy around here," he explained. His tone was serious. She recognized his name on his badge.

"Agent Hobbs?" He stopped a moment looking at her folding his arms.

"You are?"

"I'm Anna, I work in the lab at the police station. I've heard so much about you. I was suppose to meet you, but you were out of town for a few days." She explained.

"Nice to meet you. I've heard about you." He shook her hand briefly.

"Excuse me, I need to get back to work." She nodded at him as Hobbs smiled at her a little heading back to his job.

Anna quickly made it in the building so she wouldn't be late. Her job required her to do some light foot work taking samples at the scene of the crime. A pile of folders were on her desk when she came in the office.

There were bags of evidence marked with what folder they belonged to. Each day was a little different depending on what they had her do. After a long period of time, Hobbs came into the lab seeing her working.

'Looks like you will be seeing more of me. They switched me to work with you," she handed him a file with a small bag attached to it. He took it from her looking through it.

As he skimmed through it, everything was written in detail giving him everything he needed to know. She watched him as his expression changed to impressed with how organized she was.

"You're good. I like the detail," Hobbs seemed impressed with her. She smiled appreciating his approval.

"I try." He looked back at her before exiting the room.

Tonight, would be another late night. It was something Anna was use to. Coffee ended up being a necessity to keep her awake. She got busy working until her door opened. A guy with short brown hair and blue eyes came in. She turned to look at him. "You must be the new girl." The guy approached her. She smiled at him some as he came in.

"Yeah, i'm Anna. Nice to meet you." She shook his hand before he took it back. He handed her a folder on a case he was working on with a gun in the bag.

"I need you to match their fingerprints. I'm Christian by the way," he introduced himself. He stood there watching her a moment. She hated when people would look over her shoulder giving her an unpleasant feeling.

"I'll call you when i'm done. I don't like people looking over my shoulder." He smiled at her getting the idea to leave the room. It didn't take her long as she got it done promptly. Anna was good at her job making sure no one would wait too long.

She took the paperwork along with some evidence in a bag to Hobbs desk. He looked up seeing her come in. "You don't waste any time do you?" Christian asked her.

"No not really. So who is staying with me tonight?" She sat in the chair in front of Hobbs.

"I am." Hobbs answered her looking through a file. She noticed there was a file sticking out from a stack with the name Shaw on it. The last name sounded familiar.

"Who's this?" Anna picked up the file looking at it.

"Owen Shaw. He makes it difficult for us to catch him," Hobbs answered her.

"The name sounds so familiar. My family lived close to a military base. My dad knew some of the British military. He use to take me with him on the weekends. I met quite of few soldiers." She said trying to remember, still nothing seemed to ring any bells.

"He's the younger brother of big brother Shaw." Hobbs tone sounded frustrated that he hasn't caught them yet. She set the file back on his desk. Hobbs watched her.

She noticed the picture of a little girl at his desk. "She's cute." Anna noticed the picture.

"That's my daughter. I see her when I can." Hobbs picked it up a moment looking at it. Then set the picture back down.

Someone came into the office handing Christian a file. He looked at it briefly handing it to Hobbs. He took it from him reading through it.

"What's this?" Hobbs asked skimming through it.

"We have a list of stolen military weapons, cars, you name it. Maybe, we'll get some luck on catching Shaw."

Anna got up leaving them in the room heading back to the lab. Hobbs stayed focused trying to read through the file.