Scarlett POV

Another day at the office, why am I still here? I hate working here, they never ask me to go onto the field, no matter how many times I have applied, I swear these people are sexist pigs, not thinking that a woman can do the job.

I've had extensive training with every firearms we possess and more, and yet I get stuck on records and filing. As of this moment I have finished the last few files detailing records and personal information on members of the public that were involved in some incidents we've been dealing with recently, lots of mobs and people breaking into banks and warehouses.

One thing they do acknowledge me for however, is my know-how with computers and finding people, I am exceptionally good at finding people, their bank records, their locations and such, I'm not too sure how I am able to do it, but I just know how to work the system, looking through cameras, bank transactions, emails and reading what the public have said for themselves and checked for anything that one person may have said against another that wouldn't have checked out.

"Miss Noel"

I look up from my screen seeing one the deputy's in front of my section,

"Sergeant wants to see you" he says, I nod at this, getting up and walking over to the sergeant's office, knocking first and only going in when I hear him reply from inside.

"Ah Noel, good work on the archive and background work. But now I need you on the front" he says, I look at him in shock, has he been reading my mind or something?

"Sir I look forward to it, where am I being stationed?" I ask, straightening my back more,

"I'm bringing you with us on our stake-out at the abandoned bar on Rucks Street, in your last report you've spotted a lot of these villains congregating there, and we're going to bus them, we need all the help we can get on this, now I need you to be armed and ready in o eight hundred hours. You'll be coming with me and my deputy in our car, we're under-cover so you need to be inconspicuous. Understood?" he asks, I salute to him from this and nod, walking out of the office calmly, though on the inside I'm bouncing, they are finally brining me onto the field, I will finally be showing to them that I am of some use other then for research.

I go to the women's lockers and get changed into my casual wear, some jeans with a top and jumper with converse, my handbag as well and go back to my desk to continue working until the time comes around. I'm half concentrating on this work and half thinking about what tonight will be like, I know it will be dangerous and the risk is always there, but this is what I have been preparing for this for years, I look over the files of some of these guys we're searching for, memorising the faces more for tonight.

The hours seem to go on forever until finally the sergeant calls us together to go, me going with him into his car in the back,

"Right, we all know what our roles are, Noel, when we get in, we need all information of these guys who you've found go to this place, we need all their names and what they do so we know what to expect" says the Sergeant,

"Yes sir" I say, bringing out the tablet from the back of his seat and log in to connect to my account from the office, bringing up all the files.

It didn't take us long to get to the destination, the other cars going around but not too close so as not to draw attention,

"Alright Noel, who are we going to be facing" says Sergeant, who I see opening the calls channels for the others to hear me, I name all the people with their real names as well as their creative names they or others came up with for some of the cops to know them by and naming their special skills, also warning them of any special abilities they have, we've got a few metahumans inside, not many but a few.

"Sergeant, any chance has anyone packed with them any strong sleepy darts?" I ask, suddenly a little alarmed at who I find at the end of the list that I'm quite certain will be inside,

"Wilson will, why?" he asks, him and the deputy turning in their seats to look at me in question,

"I think El Diablo is inside" I say, still staring at the screen, this is one guy no-body wants to get close to, he'll turn you to ash just for looking at him wrong, I hear a lot of "shits" and some in disbelief,

"How can you be certain that he is in there?" sergeant ask, I look up and then look at the bar but look at the sergeant again,

"There isn't, that bar has no security cameras for me to get into and the street cameras around here are all fake" I say, he sighs at this in annoyance, shit have I just ruined all of this?

"Wilson, where are you?" asks Sergeant, then hearing Wilson telling us that he is a few cars away.

"Right, here's the plan, Noel you're going to get a dart from Wilson, you know how to use them so you wont miss when or if you see Diablo. We'll fit you with a camera so we can see what you see, if anything happens or if they suspect anything, you hightail it out of there" sergeant says, I look at him alarmed, but slowly nod, knowing that technically he shouldn't be sending me out like this, especially as this is my first time and this isn't exactly something I've trained for.

But I can't afford to look weak in front of them, if I refuse to do this then they will never allow me out again on the field.

"Here's the camera, and put this in your ear so you can hear us, we'll be able to hear you through the camera's microphone. Now go to Wilson and get the tranquiliser dart, and whatever you do, don't miss if there is El Diablo, but if he isn't in there tell us and we'll be in" he says, I nod at this after attaching the camera to my necklace as its as small as a bead and put the ear bud in my right ear, then get out of the car and getting the tranquiliser from Wilson and putting it into my handbag.

Slowly I start to walk towards the bar, keeping my breathing even as I was taught in all the sessions I attended.

Thankfully there isn't any barmen, so I get into the bar easily and it isn't half bad, everyone is relaxing and having a good time, I recognise practically all of the guys from the files, but keeping an eye out for Diablo as well, so far I can't see him,

"Woah, you don't look like you belong here"

I look behind me to see the very man himself, El Diablo, my eyes widening in shock,

"Hey big D, chill man, she ain't done nothing wrong – yet!" says a guy who comes up behind me and wraps his arm around my shoulder laughing after his shock, I laugh at this, both because it was actually funny and this guy may have actually saved my ass.

"She's under your protection Michelle. If she causes trouble then its on your head" says Diablo, who walks outside the door, crap ok I'll probably get in trouble for just letting Diablo go, unless of course the force gets him while he walks out.

I finally look to the guy and see he is also one of the guys on the files, he is known as one of the greatest bank robbers ever, I mean his hacking skills are exceptional.

"Aren't you Johnny Max?" I ask, he looks to me and nods, then starts to lead me over to the bar, I have to admit this place and the people are actually really nice, I get introduced to some of the people and they are quite cool guys.

Oh crap!

I head into the bathroom and sink on the toilet,

"Sergeant are you there?" I ask, listening for him, but I don't hear him, or anyone,

"Sir? Can you hear me?" I ask, but still no-one. I wonder if there is bad signal here, I leave the bathroom and without getting anyone's attention I go over to the entrance and walk out of the bar, but I can't see any of the cars, where the hell have they gone?

After five minutes of looking around for them around the other roads, I hail a taxi a couple of blocks away, I've tried calling the office but no-one is in for some reason. Great I must have blown something or tipped them off for some reason or another. Without much choice I go home to my apartment, I can't believe they didn't warn me that they were leaving; they could have messaged me or something.

One thing I can't help but think about as I'm trying to sleep is how friendly and great the people in the bar were, I had pictures these people as horrible and always wanting to kill you if you looked at them wrong, sure they're not teddy bear loving people they're rough and know what they're doing, but some of the stories they told me still has be second-guessing them, they have families, children and such that they fight for, heck Johnny's wife is in hospital and he's doing his best to get money to keep her in there since the hospital have kept threatening to discharge her if they don't get the right payments for her medication, I felt so sorry for him, if crime is the only way for him to get the money then its no wonder so many of them are doing it for their loved ones.

I just hope the guys in the office have a good explanation for ditching me.