Well, here's the first ever Dragnet fic! Unless they're somewhere else and I'm not seeing them. ^_~ I am an incredibly huge Ethan Embry fan (as anyone who has read The Play should know ^_~ ) and was so excited to see he was in that re-make show, Dragnet. So anyway, after I watched the show this type of scenario kept running through my head and I could sit on it no longer! I'm not sure where the actual plot is going, but I have a small subplot! If anyone is going to be angry that this is sort of a humorous parody of Dragnet, DON'T READ!! LoL…And I'm not saying I don't like the show in doing this! I just wanted to have a bit of fun with it!

Disclaimers: I own nothing! NOTHING! Except Camera Guy….he's all mine…muuahahhaha! LoL…I hope you enjoy this…Let me know what you think!

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"The streets of LA can be a dangerous place. Down every alley, on every street corner, in ever apartment lurks darkness….unless it's a sunny day or something, you know, in which case it's NOT dark, but I guess what I mean is the proverbial 'darkness' you know, where it's all sunny and stuff but danger is still there. *pause* Yes, the streets of LA can be very dangerous. Where doom lies hidden in a street vendor's every glance, where murder is not all she wrote, where no one is safe. LA. My home. I spend my days on the streets with the crackwhores and drug addicts and other lowlifes. I spend my nights with my gun at my side for protection, never completely at ease. It's all in a day's work. My name is Smith. *Dragnet music* *Dramatic look* Frank Smith."

"Smith! Get over here! Quit playing with the cameraman! We have a SCENE to shoot!"

I rolled my eyes. "Gotta go! Gotta shoot a scene!" I rolled my eyes again and the camera guy and I both giggled. I abruptly stopped and stood up straight, assuming a serious facade. "You do know that I am a professional. I don't have time for these childish games, Camera Guy." He sobered up. Then, before walking away, I leaned in and, concern knitting my brow, asked, "You did get that on film, right?!" Camera Guy giggled again and nodded.

"Cool! We'll finish this later." Shielding my eyes against the sun and trying to keep a straight face, I ran over to Friday.

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Apparently, I misjudged the distance to Friday and ran right into him. "Oh I'm sorry! Here let me fix that." I was trying to straighten his coat as I said this. He just brushed me away and glared.

"Smith, what have I told you about messing--" he was cut off as Camera Guy shoved a camera in his face. Pushing it away, Friday glared at me. "What is this all about Frank? Why is Camera Guy following us around? I don't even think he's part of the regular crew."

"He's not," I said in that cute manner that only I can pull of, my eyebrows slightly raised. "And he's not following us, he's following me. They're doing a documentary about me."

"What?" Friday exclaimed "A documentary about you? Why not ME?! I'M the star of this show! And who are THEY??" All this came out in a rush.

"Well, um, *giggle* I'm not real sure who they are…"I trailed off. Friday and I were both standing with our hands on our hips. We looked up at the sky as if in search of the answer to the eternal question: Who are they? A light breeze kicked up and our trench coats billowed dramatically. Off in the distance X-files music could be heard ever so softly.

I started giggling again. Friday looked around angrily.

"What is this? This isn't the X-Files set! Someone cut that music! Where is it coming from?!" The music got just a hint louder. Friday and I slowly turned around to see Camera Guy looking half ashamed and half amused as he immediately switched off the portable stereo. I had to turn away before Friday caught me laughing. Camera Guy handed me a Kleenex so I could wipe the tears from my eyes.

"Imbeciles," Friday muttered as he walked away.

"Gotta go!" I started to catch up with him then remembered something and jogged back to Camera Guy. Again I misjudged the distance and ran into him. Camera Guy just laughed. I leaned in and whispered, "Did you get that on film?!" Camera Guy nodded enthusiastically. "Sweet!"

"SMITH!"

I giggled as I ran over to Friday.

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So what did you think? Love it? Hate it?? Why? Give me feedback! Give me direction! Give me something! LoL!