Author: iwomans_sister

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from the Invisible Man. They belong to SciFi. However, Marie Kelly, James Mason, and anyone you don't recognize are mine.

Spoiler: Not sure, haven't wrote it yet.

Authors Note: I decided to make a new character. I was bored.

Rating: PG-13, for violence.

Title: Surprise, surprise!

*A special thank you to my friend and Beta Reader Liz*


A man once said, "You go to work and then you come home. What you do one your own time is up to you." I don't think the Official agrees with that. In his eyes every moment even when I'm not at work is his time. I work for him twenty-four seven.


Darien just got up when he got a phone call form Hobbes. "Hey buddy, you ready to go?" Bobby asked.

"Yeah I'll be ready by the time you get here." Darien answered. He almost forgot about the fishing trip he and Bobby had planed to take. Today was their day off. And all Bobby could think about was going fishing. Darien would have rather stayed home in his apartment to get some sleep, yet he liked the idea that Bobby had asked him to go. Darien walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower.


"Eberts!" The Official said.

"Yes sir?" Eberts asked.

The Official looked at him, "Eberts, get agent Fawkes on the phone." Eberts walked over to the phone and dialed Darien's number.


Darien was sitting in his living room waiting for Hobbes when the phone rang. "Hello." Darien said.

Eberts handed the phone to the Official, "Fawkes, I need you and Hobbes down at the Agency ASAP you understand."

"Yes sir." Darien said. "But are you aware that it is our day off?" Darien asked.

"Not anymore it's not." The Official said, and then he hung up on Darien.


There was a knock at the door, Darien walked over to it and opened it. "Hey partner, I have some bad news." Darien said.

Bobby looked at Darien. "Can't it wait till we get back? Bad news might spoil our trip."

"Well. Darien said, "It does spoil our trip. The Official just called and said to get to the Agency."

"Doesn't he remember he gave us the day off?" Hobbes asked.

"Yeah, he remembers. But I don't think he cares. So lets just go and get back, okay?"

"Yeah, sure." Bobby said, then he turned around and walked towards the van.


Claire was typing on her computer when Eberts walked in. "Hello Ms. Keeply, the Official needs to talk to you in his office."

"What about?" Claire asked.

"I don't know, he called Mr. Fawkes and Mr. Hobbes in too."

Claire looked at her computer and then saved the program she was working on. She stood up and pushed her rolling chair into it's place, then she followed Eberts to the Official's office.


Darien looked at Bobby, they were pulling into the Agency. "Hey Hobbes, what do you think it is that is so important that the Official pulled us off of our day off for?"

"Well, I'm guessing he was asked to take a special case as a favor to someone he knows."

"Do you really think so?"

"No, not really. I think he just want's to jerk our chain." Hobbes said as he parked the van. "Well this is our stop." He said then he got out of the van and started walking toward the Agency doors.

Darien got out of the van and caught up with him. As Darien and Bobby were walking in the hallway, Darien looked at his tattoo. He only had two red segments. Good' he said to himself. I'll make it till Monday.'


Claire looked over at the door as Darien and Bobby walked in. Darien looked at her and smiled. "So, you wanted to see us Official." Darien said.

"Have a seat." The Official replied. There were only two seats in the Official's office so Darien stood and let Hobbes take the empty seat next to Claire. Normally the second seat would have been for Alex, but she was away on a special mission.

"There has been a accident in my family, my niece Morgan was in a car accident this morning and the doctors are not sure if she will make it." The Official looked up from his desk. "I'm going to go be with my brother and sister-in-law for a few days, so I can be at the hospital with her. I am bringing in a Detective from Cold Springs to take my place for the time I'm gone. She will be in charge of all the cases. I'll leave tonight." The Official stopped for a moment. "Fawkes."

"Yes sir?" Darien asked.

"Under no circumstances are you to go invisible or say anything about the gland to the Detective. Do you understand?"

"You mean you are bringing someone in here and she doesn't know about the pet in the back of my head?" Darien asked.

"Yes, the only reason I'm bringing her in is because she is the daughter of a old friend."

Darien looked over at Hobbes as if saying you were right. "You mean we're going to be working for a woman?" Hobbes asked.

Claire piped up, "And what's wrong with that Bobby? You intimidated by a woman that's smarter then you?"

Darien was going to say I don't think so, he likes you doesn't he?' but the timing just didn't seem right. "So, does this Detective have a name?" Darien asked.

"Yes she does, actually I think you've met her." The Official looked over at Eberts. Eberts walked over and put a folder on the Official's desk. The Official opened it, "Detective Maria Kelly."

"Aw crap!" Darien said. Claire and Bobby looked over at him.

"You know her?" Hobbes asked.

"Yeah, I know her. Hey Official you didn't tell her I worked here did you?"

"Nope, that's your problem."

"So how do I explain?" Darien asked.

"Well Fawkes, I don't really care, just don't mention the gland."

Bobby piped in this time, "Explain what? What are you two talking about?"

"Well Mr. Hobbes," Eberts said, then looked around him to see if anyone was going to stop him. "Detective Kelly was the arresting Officer the last time Mr. Fawkes went to prison."

"Aw crap!" Hobbes said as he looked over at Darien.


Marie Kelly looked around, she started to walk into the hall when she bumped a short man with a slightly balding head. "I'm sorry." She said. "I didn't see you." The man looked at her.

"You must be Detective Kelly, my name is Agent Robert Hobbes." Hobbes put out his hand, she shook it.

"Nice to meet you Agent Hobbes. Can you tell me where Charlie Borden's office is?"

"The Official, sure, down the hall to the left."

"The what?" Kelly asked.

"The Official" Hobbes looked at her face she must have been somewhere around twenty-six or twenty-seven. "The Official is what we call the boss." Hobbes said.

"Oh!" Kelly said, and then she walked down the hall.


Kelly knocked on the door, "Come in." she heard a voice say she recognized it as Charlie. She opened the door and walked in.

"Hello Maria, nice to see you again." The Official said as he stood up to shake her hand. She walked over and shook it.

"You too, Charlie."

The Official looked over at Darien who was sitting in a chair looking away to hide his face. Maria turned around to see who the person in the chair was.

"Hi, my name is Maria Kelly." Kelly said as she extended her hand to the man in the chair. He was still looking away. She waited a moment and then turn back to the Official. "Not talkative is he?"

The Official smiled. "Detective Kelly this is Agent Fawkes."

"Sounds familiar, have we met?" she asked as she turned around to look at the man in the chair again.

Darien turned his head to face her. "Hello, Miss Kelly."

"You!" Kelly said. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, Agent Fawkes works for me." The Official said.

Kelly looked over at him, " Agent what? Is this some kind of joke?"

"Actually it's true, I work for the government." Darien said, then he smiled.

"Sir, you are aware that he has a rap sheet a mile long aren't you? Kelly asked.

"I don't know what your talking about Detective Kelly." The Official said.

"Sir, I arrested him myself, and when l did I found out that it was his third strike."

"Whatever you say Detective Kelly." The Official replied.

"I'll prove it to you." Kelly said as she reached into her pocket for her cell phone. She dialed a number and put the phone to her ear. "Hello, this is Detective Maria Kelly, I need to talk to Detective James Mason." There was a short pause and then she said, "Hey Mason, this is Kelly. I need you to do a search on a Darien Fawkes......... Yes, that's right...F...A...W...K...E...S." She looked over at Darien to see if she had spelled it right. He gave her a nod. "Okay, thank you Mason." Kelly hung up the phone.

"Well?" Darien asked.

"He said the only Darien Fawkes he could find in this district was a Federal Agent for a Agency called Department of Health and Human Services."

"Darien smiled. "I told you." then he looked at the Official. "Can I go now sir?"

"Yeah, find Hobbes and send him in." The Official said as Darien turned to walk away.

When Darien was gone Kelly spoke up. "I don't know how you did it Charlie but his records are clean. What did you need him for so badly that you took him out of prison?"


"Well Bobby, I would but I already have plans for lunch." Claire said.

Hobbes looked away from Claire, "Okay, Keepie." He turned around and walked to the chair. "Hey have you seen Fawkes?" he asked as he sat down. "Aw crap!" Hobbes said and jumped back up.

Darien unquicksilvered. "Hey Partner, you know that's not the first time you sat on me."

"Yeah, well I wouldn't if you'd tell people when you come into a room. Hobbes replied.

Darien stood up from the chair. "The Official want's you Bobby."

"Yeah, yeah. Bye Keep." With that Hobbes walked out the door.

Darien looked at Claire. "You know, I think Bobby was asking you out on a date Claire."

"Yeah, I got that Darien, and you shouldn't be listening to people's conversations."

"Sorry." Darien said. "So who do you have plans with?"

"Pavlov." Claire said.

"Your dog!" Darien said surprised. Claire just smiled and walked over to her computer. "Claire you made Bobby think you were going to lunch with someone."

"Hey, I never said I was going to lunch with someone I just said that I had plans. It's not my fault if Bobby assumed something else."


"You wanted to see me Official?" Bobby asked. He looked around but Eberts wasn't in the room, That's funny,' Hobbes thought to himself, I thought for sure the Official's trained pet would be in here.'

"Hobbes I want you and Fawkes to take the rest of the day off, and tomorrow too."

Hobbes looked at the Official, "Are you sure sir?"

"Yes, I already sent Eberts home. And tell Claire she has the time off too."

"Yes sir. "Bobby said as he walked out the door.


Claire looked over at Darien. "Do you need a shot or something?"

"No, why?" Darien asked.

"Because you are just standing there doing nothing."

"I'm sorry Claire, I was just wondering. Have you made any progress with the gland?"

"Darien if I had you'd be the first to know." Claire was about to say something else when the door opened.

"Hello partner," Bobby said then nodded his head toward Claire. "Keep."

Darien looked over at Hobbes, "Why are you so happy?" He asked.

"Oh, you know how today was suppose to be our day off?"

"Yeah, I remember."

"Well the Official just gave us the whole day tomorrow and the rest of today off. So Fawkes, you want to carry out our plans and make them for tomorrow?"

"What plans?" Claire asked curiously.

Darien turned to Claire, "Hobbes and I were going to go fishing this morning."

"That's funny Darien, I never thought about you as being the fishing type."

"Well we all learn new things." Darien replied, what he really wanted to say was that he's not the fishing type but Hobbes had asked him to go, so he said yes.

"Oh," Claire said. "Have fun! I guess I'll see you Monday. And Darien if I make any progress with taking out the gland between now and Monday I'll let you know."

"Thanks Claire." Darien said.

Bobby was getting ready to leave the room with Darien when he said, "Hey Keep, I almost forgot to tell you, the Official gave you the time off too."

"That was nice of him, but I think I'll just stay here and work."

"Why would you want to work when you could go have fun with us?" Darien asked.

Claire looked at him, "Are you asking me to go with you?"

"Yeah, why not? Hobbes replied.

"Well, I don't know how to fish." Claire said.

"Well if you didn't want to come that's all you had to say." Darien said.

"No, Darien I want to come, it's..."

Darien cut her off, "So why don't you?"

"What time do we leave and where do we meet?" Claire asked.


Eberts grabbed the bag of groceries out of the back of his car. He walked up to his door and put the key in, then he opened it. "That's funny," he said looking over at the window. "I thought I locked that this morning." Eberts set the groceries down on the table and went over to the window to lock it. But before he could he felt a sharp pain in his stomach, then his ribs. Eberts looked up in time to see a baseball bat coming right for his face.


Eberts opened his eye's, he didn't know how long it had been but he had a really bad headache. He tried to find something to brace himself on but couldn't. He heard someone moving in the house, he crawled over to the phone. Eberts carefully pulled it down to him, and dialed the number to the Agency, by the third ring Eberts remembered that no one was there, hearing the answering machine Eberts was about to say something when he heard footsteps getting closer. He set down the phone, but didn't hang it up.