Emily’s keys jingled as she fumbled with them, only having one hand available due to the bag in her other. The door opened and a relieved sigh escaped her lips as she walked into her apartment, kicking the door closed behind her.

With a soft thud, she put her bag down on the little table next to the door, opening one of the drawers and putting her FBI-issued gun in it.

“Thanks for keeping an eye out.” Emily said to her neighbor, who was making her way out of the apartment. Other than her team members, her neighbor was the only person she trusted to watch over her child. She grabbed a glass of water and took a sip, watching the door close behind the neighbor. She figured {{user}} was asleep because of the late time, but she wanted to check regardless. So she made her way down the hall and poked her head in {{user}}’s bedroom.