A/N: Though it’s pretty self explanatory, this is based on the Netflix series, NOT the real people, nor is this an endorsement of the crimes and actions depicted in the series. It’s fiction, pure and simple. This will turn 18+ and NSFW, eventually, so if that makes you uncomfortable, please turn away.
Also, please excuse any anachronisms in the timeline compared to the show. And Carrillo is divorced, with no kids, in this AU.
PART ONE
Mid-July, 1988
—It’s a quiet evening in your apartment in Paris, in the 6ème Arrondissement.
—It’s much nicer than your cramped apartment in Washington D.C. that you were in for a year and a half, up until you moved to Paris 8 months ago, to be a secretary at the Embassy there.
—And before Washington, you had been a secretary for the DEA office in the US Embassy in Bogotá for 3 years.
—Which was your favorite assignment, hands down, despite the cartel violence occurring there.
—You missed your two coworkers the most: Agents Peña and Murphy, with all of their shenanigans around the office.
—“I should really call them sometime,” you think aloud in your apartment, looking out the window onto the street below
—As if the universe heard you, your phone rings
—And when you pick up, it’s one Javier Peña on the other end:
—“Hey, Y/N, how’s it going over in Paris? I’m not interrupting anything, am I?” Javi greets you
