TITLE: Life Just Ain't Fair...
AUTHOR: Ragna (WritingGoddess@...; SpikeGrrl1@...)
RATING: PG-13, language and content
CLASSIFICATION: Oh my lord...I guess no real couple, but reference to
slashiness.
SUMMARY: Lindsey and Graham plot to take over the world and get outsmarted
and publicly humiliated.
SPOILERS: Whatever Lindsey's last episode was (I think it was "Dead End")
and "Into The Woods"
DISTRIBUTION: Any sites with my fic up; you all have unspoken permission. I
write it, you can post it. Everyone else just keep my name on it and let me
know.
PREVIOUS PARTS/ARCHIVED AT: http://www.envy.nu/allthepain/index.html
DISCLAIMER: If you don't recognize it, chances are it's my own creation. If
you do, Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Kazui Sandollar, FOX and the WB own it or
them. Various friends of mine are holding characters hostage. You may see
them by appointment only.
FEEDBACK: Sorry I'm not home right now I'm walking in the spiderwebs so
leave a message and I'll call you back...in other words, I want it. Don't
care if it's onlist or not, but I prefer offlist since I have quite a few
lists on No Mail.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Gileswench, you evil twisted woman...I'm glad your husband's
better, and I thought you'd appreciate an answer to your gloveslap (#25).
This part fulfills requirements #7 and #10. More will come later.
~*~*~
"Fuck this." Lindsey started pacing in the office. "I'm tired of losing to a
two hundred and something year old vampire, a British snob, a street punk
and an airhead seer."

The now ex-Marine shook his head. "Didn't you say she wasn't a seer, that
she just had visions?"

The lawyer waved Graham off with his newly restored hand. "Whatever. Anyway,
I'm tired of losing. And despite your...interesting service record..."

"Hey! It wasn't my fault Riley only left me his clothing when he died in
Belize."

"And there just happened to be a pair of silk women's panties in there with
your name on them?" Lindsey said, arching an eyebrow.

"It was a gag gift!"

"And the picture?"

"I was drunk..."

"Come on, you couldn't have been *that* drunk," Lindsey said, a wicked smile
crossing his face. "I mean, to get it in the--"

"Shut. The. Fuck. Up," Graham said through gritted teeth. "I hate the fact I
got a dishonorable discharge for that 'don't ask, don't tell' crap when I
didn't do *anything* wrong."

"I was going to say, to get the picture of you in drag at the commissary,"
Lindsey said. "What did you *think* I was going to say?"

"Never mind." Graham stood up and started to pace. "All right, I know they
hang out at this place, where there's a demon that can give hint's to help,
but I can't remember the name..."

"Caritas?"

Graham looked at Lindsey. "How'd you know?"

"Let's just say I used to be a regular," Lindsey said, a slightly wistful
expression crossing his face.

Graham started to reply, then thought better of it. "So should we go?"

"Why not?"

***

"Congratulations!"

"Way to go!"

"I'm so happy for you!"

"Does this mean you can arrest me now?"

Kate smiled. The staff at Angel Investigations, some of her very few
friends, had heard the news of her reinstatement as a member of the
illustrious LAPD before she had the chance to tell them, and decided to
surprise her with a party.

But as much as she was overjoyed, she did have business to conduct. But
first...

"Thank you Angel, thank you Wesley, thank you Cordelia and yes, Gunn, that
means I can arrest you now." She laughed. "But only if you do something
wrong."

"Me? Do anything wrong? Are you crazy?"

Wesley and Angel gave each other a "Does he really believe that?" look, and
Cordelia started laughing. "So why'd you really stop by?"

"I'd heard the three of you were in Sunnydale at one point," Kate said,
looking at Angel, Cordelia and Wesley. "I was wondering if you knew anything
about a Graham Miller."

Gunn sputtered. "That little wussy crybaby? What'd he do now?"

Kate glanced at the young man. "You knew him?"

"Knew him? Man, he was in my group, you know? Couldn't fight worth a shit
and probably got hurt more often than hurting vamps." Gunn shook his head.
"Whatever happened to him?"

"He joined the Marines, worked for a special project called--"

"The Initiative," Angel said. "That I've heard about. Buffy's ex-boyfriend,
Riley Finn, worked with them." Angel glared slightly. "I thought they got
disbanded."

"They did, but Graham got into trouble with Agent Finn's death." She laughed
slightly. "Seems Mr. Miller swang both ways."

Cordelia gagged. "Okay, ew..."

Angel shot Cordelia a glance. "Anyway, what's the problem?"

"Mr. Miller has become Wolfram & Hart's newest employee, working under---"

"Lindsey McDonald," the other four people in the room chorused.

"Great," Cordelia said. "Now *this* should be interesting."





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