Author: I_JOY

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, they belong to SciFi.


Author's Note: Amy Stark is my character. I made her up while sitting in my room.

Spoilers: None


Darien frowned when he saw the price tag on the box of toothpaste. "Can you believe how much this costs?" He said to no one in particular.

"I know. It's insane." A voice said from behind him.

Darien turned around and saw a young woman standing behind him. "Hi, I'm Darien."

He said as he stuck out his hand.

She took Darien's hand and gave it a hardy shake. "I'm Amy."

Darien smiled. "Nice to meet you. So what are you shopping for?"

"Oh just some shampoo, and conditioner."

"Well you're in the wrong aisle."

"Yes, I can see that. Could you point me in the right direction?"

Darien looked at the toothpaste, frowned again, and then tossed it into his shopping basket. "Follow me, I'll show you were it's at." Darien walked down two aisles and stopped when he reached the hair products. "Well here we are. I should get going now. It was nice to meet you." Darien turned to leave.


"Yes?" He said, turning around.

"Would you like to have coffee sometime?"

Darien smiled. "Sure, here's my number." Darien wrote it down on a piece of paper that he found stuffed in his brown leather jacket. "Give me a call."

"I'll do that." Amy took the piece of paper from Darien. He turned around and walked away. She watched as he paid for his groceries and then left the store.

She smiled to herself. She had to admit he was rather cute. But he really needed a haircut. She looked around until she found the right brand of shampoo and conditioner, and then proceeded to find the nearest check-out.


Claire turned around when she heard the Keep's metal doors open and close. "Darien, where have you been? You're over an hour late."

"Sorry, I had to make a small detour on the way to work this morning."

"Whatever for?"

"Bad breath." Darien said with a smile.

Claire looked at Darien and smiled. "All right, let me see your arm. It's time for your shot."

Darien took off his jacket and sat down. Claire gave Darien his shot and then sent him on his way.


Amy sat in a medium sized room. The walls looked like they had just been painted. A tall man in a brown suit walked in.

"Are you Amy?"

"That depends on who wants to know."

"I don't have time for games. Either you are, or you aren't."

"Well in that case yes, I am."

" Good, you can go in now."

Amy got up and walked over to the office at the end of the waiting room, and disappeared behind the doors.


Darien was on his way to the Officials office, when he ran into Bobby.

"What the? Fawkes!!

"Aw crap!"

Bobby got up of the floor, and brushed himself off. Darien sat on the floor and smiled at Bobby.

"What? Don't give me that look."

Darien looked at Bobby and gave him a puzzled expression. "What look? I didn't give you any look."

"Did too."

"Did not."

"Did too."

Before Darien could answer back, Alex came walking down the hallway. "What is it with you two? You act like children."

Bobby looked over at Alex." Do not."

"Do too."

"Do not."

"Hey Alex, if I were you I'd stop while I was ahead." Darien said.

Alex glared at Bobby. She walked around Darien, shoved Bobby, and then continued on her way.

Bobby sat on the floor looking at Darien.

Darien sat on the floor looking at Bobby.

"You ready to go partner?" Bobby asked.

"Yeah, I'm ready." Darien said.

They both got up off the floor, and then headed out towards the van.


Stark stood up when he saw Amy enter his office. "Amy, it's so nice to see you again. How are you doing?"

"I'm good, thank you Uncle Jarod."

"So, what have you been up to lately?"

"Oh, I've been in training."

"Training. What were you training for?"

"A job."

"What kind of job?" Stark said with confusion.

Amy smiled. "Your kind of job."


Thank you to my beta reader Liz_z