~Present Day~

Twenty-One year old Sam McDuff was busy at work scanning for any new signs that another artifact was gonna be stolen. This time the target was the Pearl of the Sea. It was one of the rarest artifacts ever discovered in Greece. It was priceless and those who dove underwater or went down in a submarine spent endless days and nights searching for it. Now it was stored in the Smithsonian institute of art. News of artifacts getting stolen reached Washington DC and now they had the best investigator looking into it. Sam McDuff had many talents one of which was identifying the perpetrator despite hiding in plain sight. Sam sat in the stake out van with Sarah Blake his partner and lover.

"Sam," Sarah said. "How do you know that our perpetrator will come to this museum in the first place?"

"I've been tracking him for weeks since he stole the helmet of Hades," Sam responded. "The next time he'll strike would be today," he continued. "Trust me, this guy he won't get out of my reach." Sam clicked a few buttons and a mugshot of a man came into view. The man had dirty blonde hair and deep green eyes, he always wore dark clothes and to top it off, the man was an orphan and stole just to make it through. Sam always did a full background check on all of his criminals and thieves but this one was harder to look into. At four he escaped from a shooting that happened on one of the beaches near the east coast and was carrying an infant, probably his little brother. The kid hid the baby in a stroller and led the gunmen away. One thing that Sam didn't get was why the gunmen went after him.

"What else do you know about this guy?"

"I know that he's working for one of the art thieves this side alone," Sam explained. "If we can find him and get him to give his boss away, maybe we can for once snag the real culprit."

"But Sam," Sarah said. "If he is working for someone he will not give in and tell you everything."

"One way or the other he will," Sam turned away from Sarah and focused on the camera. As he looked through, he noticed someone strange going through the exhibit. It was hard to tell at first but he froze the video and zoomed in at the right moment with the man's head turned enough for Sam to see that it was indeed the target whom they were searching for. He wore a worn out leather jacket with mostly dark clothes save for the jeans and the biker boots. Around his shoulder was a brown messenger bag. "Hey Sarah, look at this," Sarah turned away from her side of the van and looked to see what Sam was seeing. The minute she did she recognized him immediately. "How much do you want to bet that he already has the pearl?"

"Let's get going. No way are we going to let another precious relic escape from our grasp." Sarah said. Sam nodded, and, loading his gun with bullets he and Sarah walked out of the van and entered the museum, hiding their guns in their pants. 

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Stealing a priceless artifact in broad daylight was not Dean's plan. In fact, he suggested it was a bad idea. Especially considering the place was chock-full of people who were there to see the relics. Dean carefully weaved his way through the crowd of onlookers who were admiring the art and the gorgeous statues that were presiding just along the wall.

"Where the hell am I supposed to find a giant pearl?" Dean said into his AirPod, on the other side, his boss was guiding him telling him where to go and what to do about the pearl. "It's a huge green pearl, shouldn't it be in the center of the room?"

"Dean," his boss said on the other side. "Do we really need to go over this? Again?"

"Look, I'm only doing this because I want to know where my brother is."

"And you will find him as soon as you get that pearl. Now quit calling me and find that pearl," his boss continued. "Oh, and make sure you pay attention to your surroundings, intel shows that there are two police officers in the surrounding area."

"Yeah," Dean responded. "I know what I'm doing, I've done this a million times, besides, I can still escape from jail, simple."

"Red out." the voice said simply. Dean rolled his eyes and put his AirPod away before entering the last room in the Smithsonian. Directly in the center of the room was the pearl of the sea. From the entrance it looked like it was nothing more than a large ball but up close, swirling whirlpools were trapped in the large pearl. It was most likely the most gorgeous artifact he'd ever seen. It was precious, it still amazed him they could load the pearl onto the boat without breaking it. He searched around the room and saw that the visitors weren't really paying much attention they were too engrossed with what they were doing and what they were looking at. Walking over to the podium, he carefully lifted the glass without accidentally setting the alarm. It was shocking to find that they weren't exactly caring that he was stealing a priceless jewel of the sea. Pulling out a spherical object that he designed to look exactly like the pearl, Dean placed the real one in his bag while he placed the fake one back on the podium and put the glass casing on it. Before he could make a break for it the alarms suddenly went off catching him off guard. Dean searched the area at the amount of people screaming and fearing for their lives.

"FBI! Your under arrest!" a feminine voice said behind him. He paused and turned around to find two agents standing with him gun held toward his chest. One was a petite girl with black hair and porcelain skin and the other was a man taller than her. He knew that this was going to happen, and he was more than prepared for the FBI's next move. Though, the man, caught him slightly off guard once Dean noticed the eye color. A deep green similar to his.

"Don't resist or run," the brunette guy said. "If you try to run, then we'll just chase you."

"See I would obey what you say, but.." Dean started and took off pushing passed the visitors who were fleeing. Behind him he could hear shouts of anger and annoyance as the FBI chased after him.