"Cabello... are you... okay?" Santiago asked when she found Camila face down on the break room table.

She lifted her head and stared blearily up at her Sargeant.

"I'm good Sarge." She mumbled, forcing herself to sit up straight.

"Right... this is the third time we've had this discussion in your lunch break alone." Santiago pulled up a chair and sat across from Camila.

"I've just had some late nights this past month." Camila said, waving her hand around vaguely.

"She's been up stalking Jauregui." A new voice made Camila cringe and she tilted her head up further to see Charlie looking down at her.

"Hey Charlie."

"Stalking Jauregui?" Santiago raised her eyebrow at her officer.

"Investigating." Camila corrected quietly.

"Jauregui's my case Cabello. I didn't think you'd start your own side thing." Charlie said with a frown, crossing his arms over his chest.

"But don't you even want to know what I found?" Camila said with a sigh.

"I doubt it's anything we haven't found." Charlie shot back quickly. Santiago shot him a glare.

"Wouldn't hurt for a fresh pair of eyes Puth. You guys have been hunting that man for years. Maybe a young, new look is exactly what you need." Santiago said firmly.

"Bring your research over to Major Crimes tomorrow afternoon around 1." Charlie said, eyeing Santiago with a look that said 'you owe me'. "We can brief each other and see where we're at."

"Sounds good." Camila smiled before Charlie wandered away, shaking his head. "Thank you." She said to Santiago.

"Don't blow it."

----

"Kid, this is a big opportunity to show me what you've got." Lauren nodded as her father poured a glass of whiskey.

"I know dad."

"Doing a meeting for me... you can learn the ropes to people pleasing." He grumbled as he swirled his whiskey. "It's nothing too dangerous."

"I can handle anything dad. I'm not some kid anymore." Lauren sighed.

"I know you can Laur, but these people are dangerous. Not some gangbangers, proper organised crime. If you can talk your way out of the situation, do it. Jauregui's are not known for shooting first, asking questions later." Lauren watched as he sipped his drink, eyes not leaving hers.

"I know dad."

"Then you best get ready, the meeting's tomorrow at 3. Take your friends with you, they need to learn the ropes of being your right hand ladies." Lauren grinned at this. "Oh and don't forget to look the part, so lose the sweats darling."

"Gotcha dad. Won't let you down."

"I hope so."

----

Camila had never been to Major Crimes before but she'd heard the stories.

Luckily The Vulture was before her time and he was long gone. No more stealing cases from the other precincts.

She headed up to Charlie's floor and was surprised to see how sleek it was compared to the 99.

She found him set up in a conference room.

"We've got about forty minutes to do this until I have to go on a potential bust." Charlie said when she closed the door.

Camila spread out her files quickly, realising that Charlie had been right, they'd got the same evidence and photos she had.

It was about twenty minutes in when Charlie ran his hand through his hair.

"This is impressive to have done in what? About a month? But there's nothing new here." He was frustrated, Camila could tell by the set of his jaw and veins on the back of his hands pulsing.

"Well there's this from last week." Camila said, sliding a few photos across the table. Charlie looked at them before his face changed and he sat up straighter.

"Where'd you take these?"

"Warehouse district. Down near the port." Camila said.

"This... this looks like..."

"Mike Jauregui cheating on his wife? That's 'cause he is."

"Soliciting isn't a felony." Charlie mumbled. "But if we ran a few stings through Vice... maybe get some of my CI's to help with when to hit them... it could work. It might get us a search warrant... this could work."

"Really?"

"Really Cabello. And if it works. I'll call you for the final arrest." Charlie said with a bright grin. Camila let out a long sigh and nodded, rubbing her eyes with the heels of her hands.

"Sounds great. Can't wait."

"You know, this could get you promoted." Charlie said as he began to gather up the files.

"I thought you had to be a beat cop for a few years? Isn't that what happened with Captain Holt?"

"Exceptions can be made. If you get put on the case once we bust him, I can get you on major crimes. Because this... all of this, it's impressive Cabello. And just the kind of junior detective I need working with me." Charlie said with a grin.

"Wow... but my partner-"

"Can be brought with you if she wants. Anyone you trust, I'd want working for me too." Charlie interrupted as he shoved the files into the case box and closed the lid.

"I'll talk to her about it." Camila said with wide eyes.

"Come on this bust, bring your partner and we can show you how major crimes do things." Charlie grinned. Camila was already texting Ally before he'd finished his sentence.

"You're on Puth."

----

Camila could not stop the adrenaline rushing through her body. Her and Ally had strapped on their bullet proof vests and shared a look of 'holy shit'.

Charlie was strapped on his vest, the large NYPD standing out against the navy, his windbreaker clutched in his grasp, radio in the other hand.

"You two stick with me." Camila and Ally nodded, following closely as Charlie pulled his jacket on as the radio crackled.

They were standing at the edge of a warehouse, a large open area just around the corner. There was a blue cabbed truck idling and just as they finished leaning against the brick, a small convoy of black SUV's rolled onto the scene.

"Alright, word says Jauregui should be here in person for this deal. It's a big one for his gun running business." Charlie whispered, the three of them peering around the corner as the SUV's came to a stop.

The back two opened their doors and out piled the muscle; all mean and moody, most of them armed, a couple of them with more powerful weapons than the average pistol.

Everyone seemed to hold their breath as the front SUV's doors opened. When Camila saw the long, skinny legs of a woman, her eyes widened.

"Something's not right." She muttered as she watched Lauren's friends stepped out of the drivers and shotgun seats.

"Jauregui will be here, our intel is solid." Charlie whispered back as they opened the back door.

"Yeah, but which Jauregui?" Ally replied as Camila felt her jaw clench.

Out stepped Lauren Jauregui in all her glory; a sleek suit replacing the hoodie and sweatpants, black shades over her eyes, her hair slicked back behind her ears and a confident smile on her face.

Camila was only human. Besides you can find someone hot and still hate them.

----

Lauren could feel the blood pumping in her veins. Her first time proving to her dad she could handle the family business in more than just run-of-the-mill b&e's.

She adjusted her waistcoat and did up her blazer button before facing the truck. The doors opened up and out came the boss of the Mendes gang.

"Shawn."

"I was expecting your father." He said, scuffing his shoe against the dirt.

"And I was expecting mutual respect." Lauren shot back. "You deal with me, or no one."

"Alright alright."

"Besides, wasn't your dad meant to be here?" Lauren said as her men grabbed flat boxes from the SUV trunks.

"Please, dad made me the boss a few months ago." Shawn waved her off with a tight smile. The boxes were opened and Shawn peered inside. He nodded his head and his own people grabbed a few briefcases. One was opened, shown to Lauren who smiled.

"Pleasure doing business with you Mendes." Lauren said, turning back to her SUV.

"Maybe we'll be seeing more of each other Jauregui."

"You can bet on it." She said, her hand on the door. The truck was almost loaded up when it all went to shit.

----

Lauren barely had time to think dad's gonna kill me before there were cops appearing from the warehouses.

"Shit. Scatter." Lauren said to Dinah and Normani. They jumped in the SUV while Lauren slammed her door shut and took off running through one of the warehouses behind the Mendes' truck.

Lauren slammed open the back door and heard someone crash into it just after her, a quick glance over her shoulder had her rolling her eyes.

Of course it'd be Cabello chasing after her.

Lauren ducked under abandoned cars piled high, dodged around broken containers and just generally ran for her life amongst the junkyard.

"NYPD! Freeze goddamnit!" Lauren let out a quiet, breathy laugh at that and turned a corner.

She slammed into the fence at the end of the alley, grabbing the top of it and starting to pull herself up when she heard the footsteps.

"Freeze Jauregui."

Lauren dropped back to the ground and wiped her hands clean before turning around.

"Hi there Camz."

"Don't call me that." Camila growled, her pistol levelled steadily at Lauren.

"Or what? Gonna shoot me Cabello? I'm not armed." Lauren said, raising her hands up slowly.

"I was thinking arrest you." Cabello said, moving forward a few steps.Lauren tilted her head.

"You have an obsession." Lauren mused.

"Yeah, I'm aware." Camila grumbled, one hand reaching for her handcuffs. Right as she grasped the cold metal, something pressed against the back of her head.

"Obsession can get you killed." Dinah said as Normani grabbed Camila's gun and unloaded it, chucking it on the ground.

Lauren lowered her hands and tucked them in her pant pockets.

"I warned you about going above your paygrade Cabello." Lauren tsked as Camila's eyes flashed and her nostrils flared.

"God you're frustrating." Camila said through gritted teeth. Lauren laughed as Normani and Dinah backed towards the car idling for them.

Lauren paused at Camila's side, leaning down slightly.

"Should've listened to me." She whispered, tapping the brim of Camila's hat down over her eyes before following her friends.

Camila spun around, Dinah's gun still trained on her until all three of them were sat in the car. Dinah slammed the door shut, winked and Normani drove off.

"Fucking again!" Camila yelled at the empty alley, scooping up her gun and magazine before angrily shoving it in her holster.

----

Charlie found her in the shooting range.

Camila snarled as she fired round after round at the silhouette. While not all of them hit the centre mass, Camila wasn't here for practice.

Silence fell as she reloaded her pistol, she was the only one still at the range, most people having left long ago.

She heard the door open and she slipped her ear defenders off.

"Hey." Charlie said carefully, Ally traipsing in after him.

"Hey." Camila replied gruffly.

"It wasn't your fault." Ally said, leaning against the partition next to Camila. The silhouette was unhooked and Camila grumbled under her breath as she looked at it.

"I should've just cuffed her."

"They still would've shown up."

"Wouldn't have had my back to them though." Camila shot back.

"And you'd probably be dead." Charlie said bluntly. "They wanted their boss back, they saw their chance to take her and not have to kill you two."

"Why didn't they?" Camila felt the bite of shame on her tongue as she spoke.

"The Jauregui's are known for not killing everyone who gets in their way." Ally said with a shrug.

"And I doubt Jauregui Jr. is keen on fucking with her dad's reputation." Charlie pointed out.

"I let her get away. Again." Camila snarled quietly.

"It wasn't your fault Mila, she's squirrelly. Everyone knows that. I don't think there isn't a cop in this precinct who hasn't been screwed over by Lauren Jauregui." Ally sighed.

At that Camila's shoulders drooped and her fatigue set in.

"I know that. Doesn't change the fact I should've... done something differently." Camila muttered.

"Come on Mila, I'll drive you home and we can wallow with ice cream. We've got tomorrow off anyway." Ally said, wrapping her arm around Camila's shoulders with a grin.

"Alright Als. I'm sold." Camila smiled slightly and Charlie grinned at them.

----

"How did it go?"

"Slight mishap with the cops but other than that, flawlessly." Lauren said as Dinah and Normani placed the four briefcases on the desk.

Mike smiled at his daughter before looking at his right hand man Jason.

"She did well. And didn't get busted. I'd say that's a good thing." He shrugged. Mike's smile turned proud and he nodded at Lauren.

"Good job kid." He stood from his desk and moved to stare out his window. "Your 21st birthday is next month. I'm retiring then."

"Really?" Lauren asked, her lips parting in surprise.

"Really." He confirmed, turning around to look at her. "I want you to take my place."

"I'd be honoured dad." Lauren grinned, eyes shiny and wet.

"You're gonna do the Jauregui name proud kiddo."

"Not if that cop has anything to say about it." Dinah mumbled under her breath.