Disclaimer: I do not own Magnum PI, Rick, TC, Higgins, Apollo, Zeus, or Hawaii. I only have $20 to my name. Please don't sue me.
"Mr. Romo? We've found her, sir."
"Are you sure? We cannot afford another mistake, Tony."
The man scowled darkly at the reminder of his past attempts. "Don't worry, sir. We'll take care of her." His eyes narrowed at the figure in blue across the pavilion. "I'll make sure of it."
Morning, Robin's Nest
Business wasn't at its peak lately. I hadn't had a case in weeks, not even a divorce; my phone company was threatening to disconnect my phone; and Higgins was trapped on the property with a sprained ankle. Most people would be discouraged in a situation like this, but not me.
Nope, I was suicidal.
"Magnum, if you must kill yourself, shed your earthly coil, and relieve me of your presence for eternity, please don't do it in the tidal pool," Higgins called out patiently from his window at Magnum's limp figure in the waters below. "It won't look good for Robin Master's guest to die in a way fitting his novels on his property. And it will probably corrupt the waters in some way."
Zeus and Apollo only snapped their jaws hungrily, staring at the gate to the shore longingly. Higgins winced as he sat back in his chair.
"Lads, patrol!" he ordered crisply. Both dogs bowed their heads and hurried out of the room. Higgins massaged his temple with a sigh; his head ached unbearably from Magnum's recent shenanigans.
Some of Magnum's attempts to break the monotony included inviting his friends and girlfriends to take over the property and run wild. One whole case of Robin Master's best champagne was missing, and Higgins had a sneaky suspicion that Magnum only pretended innocence. Last night, Magnum blasted the volume on his radio until the wee hours of the morning, disrupting Higgin's sleep.
For the first time in Magnum's stay, Higgins desperately wished someone would call and give Magnum some type of occupation. Even a simple divorce case would suffice.
Meanwhile, Magnum resurfaced with a groan and headed tiredly to shore. He began to briskly towel himself off.
My swim wasn't making me feel better. If anything, it only reminded me that I had absolutely nothing to do. I had cleaned the guest house twice, gone for multiple drives in the Ferrari, exercised like a madman, driven Higgins to the brink of his sanity…
Well, I could always go to the King Kamehameha Club and bum a few drinks onto Robin's tab.
As Magnum walked to the guest house, Zeus and Apollo took after him like a shot.
When Higgins heard his name being yelled, a smile graced his features.
King Kamehameha Club
Slap! "Don't ever talk to me again, Rick Wright!" A highly strung (and slightly drunk) blonde staggered away from the bar, grabbing onto nearby chairs and tables to steady herself while her right hand gripped a glass of vodka like a vice.
The people she passed gave her looks of mixed amazement and pity, then turned to see who had caused her reckless and irresponsible behavior in a public place.
Rick winced as he rubbed his jaw gingerly. After a few moments, he glanced suspiciously at Hoki and TC's gleeful expressions.
They desperately tried to keep a straight face for ten seconds.
"Oh, shut up!" he muttered crossly when they went off in peals of laughter. Their continued merriment did not help his present mood in the tiniest bit.
True to form, Rick's love life was not in ship-shape form. It might have something to do with the fact that he couldn't keep his eyes off other attractive girls. It could also possibly be that he knew he hadn't found the right one yet. Despite the tough exterior, the heart of a romantic pounded in Rick's chest. He knew that somewhere there was a girl walking around who would be his match in every way possible.
Raising his glass to an eye-catching redhead across the room, he grinned. Didn't mean he couldn't have fun with the other girls until she showed up!
"I liked her," TC referred to the blonde earlier.
"Me, too. She gives good tips," Hoki agreed, wiping down a glass. At Rick's glare, however, he fell silent. Not a good idea to annoy the hand that feeds you.
Rick drained his glass before placing it back on the counter. "Why can't I find a normal girl?" he asked no one in particular. "Another Scotch, Hoki."
"Mr. Rick, you'll find the right one. She just hasn't shown up yet."
"Sure she will. Then she'll take one look at him and jet!" TC added, cracking up. Rick's annoyed look only furthered TC's laughter.
"Ah, what's the use? He's right." Rick's countenance became glum. "She'll walk in that door," he gestured towards the front, his hand following his arm's motion, "take one look at me and…"
TC's clowning ceased. Hoki's hand froze mid-wipe.
It seems crazy but you must believe
There's nothing calculated, nothing planned
Please forgive me if I seem naive
I would never want to force your hand
But please understand, I'd be good for you
Standing at the front door to the club was a miniature Venus. She shifted from foot to foot, scanning the club with a searching look in her vibrant honey-brown eyes and delicate features. Her dark hair fell in waves to the middle of her back. Her slim form was covered in a linen-white wrap dress, delicately covering her skin. A single tuberose blossom graced behind her right ear. From this distance, she looked a few inches shorter than Rick.
Then their eyes met.
A shy smile curved onto her lips before she ducked her head and continued her search. Rick, looking like a man lost in a dream, slowly stood up and walked to the front of the club.
I almost always rush in like this
Twenty seconds after saying hello
Telling strangers I'm too good to miss
If I'm wrong I hope you'll tell me so
While walking, he racked his brain for something intelligent to say. Something witty, something memorable…
"Hi."
But you really should know, I'd be good for you
I'd be surprisingly good for you
His inane opening comment made him wish he could sink through the floor and disappear forever. He sounded like a high school girl with her crush!
But she smiled and returned the greeting, "Hello."
"Are you a member of the club?" Oh, the comments got better and better.
"No, I'm actually looking for someone. I was hoping he'd be here, but…" her voice trailed off and she shrugged her shoulders. Rick's hopes nose-dived at the mysterious "he."
I won't go on if I'm boring you
But do you understand my point of view?
"Well, you're welcome to stay," he said with a nervous chuckle. "I mean, we're not going to drag you out by your hair for not belonging here."
Even TC, who was intently watching the conversation from his post at the bar, banged his head onto the nearest hard surface. Rick flinched at his stupidity, but he could not for the life of him get his mouth to cooperate with his brain. With other girls, he could act suave and sophisticated. But there was something about the way she tilted her head and smiled that made his tongue trip.
Do you like what you hear, what you see
And would you be good for me too?
As I drove to the club, my mind starting to wander. I had done a lot of mental ramblings during the past few weeks. Why are we here? What happens to us after we die?
Magnum let out a yelp and swerved when a dark car flew past the Ferrari. He shouted something unintelligible at the driver.
Who in their right mind gave that man a license!
I'm not talking of a hurried night
A frantic tumble then a shy goodbye
Creeping home before it gets too light
That's not the reason that I caught your eye
The girl only laughed at Rick's comment. "Thanks. My scalp's a little sensitive." She patted her head for emphasis.
Rick felt the tension in him slowly dropping into complete ease.
"So, what does your boyfriend look like?" he asked casually. "Maybe I've seen him."
"Oh, he's not my boyfriend!" she said assuredly. "He's my older brother. I haven't seen him in a while, so I don't know how much he's changed. He's the worst correspondent in the world."
Thinking of Magnum's horrible handwriting, Rick commented, "I dunno, I know a qualified champion myself.
"So what's your brother's name? Maybe I can help you find him."
Which has to imply, I'd be good for you
I'd be surprisingly good for you
During their conversation, Rick's hand had casually brushed against hers. He now held her small palm in his.
"It's…"
Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she called out, "TOM!"
Rick followed her gaze to see Thomas Magnum walking through the door with a look of complete astonishment on his face.
Magnum froze when he heard a familiar voice shout, "TOM!"
He quickly scanned the area, until he saw Rick standing next to a girl in white, who was staring at him with a smile on her face.
A responding grin crossed his.
"Juliet Magnum, what in the world are you doing here?" he demanded as he quickly hurried to Julie and hugged her fiercely. He spun her around as she laughed with pure joy at seeing her older brother again.
Rick looked over at TC, who looked as shocked as he did.
Author's Note: I'd Be Surprisingly Good For You sung by Madonna in Evita. If you review, I'll give you chocolate chip cookies:-)